Camila's point of view
"Turned on?" She asked looking at me and I nodded slowly. "Hmm"
"I'm sorry, just forget about it" I said putting my plate on the sink and walking to her room.
I'm fucking dumb. She wasn't gonna help me. Instead I know she was gonna tell me not to rush anything even though she kissed me before she even had the chance to ask me on a date. And yes I've touched her but I wanted more.
I laid in her bed and just started thinking about everything. Some things didn't even have anything to do with her. I sighed and just waited for her.
"You shouldn't rush things" she said and I heard the door close behind her.
"Mmhm" I just hummed at her. Not really wanting to say anything.
"You can't be mad at me forever"
"I'm not mad at you"
"Well I'm sorry. I don't like rushing things"
"Well if you won't help me then I'll just help myself" I said and got up. I went to the bathroom and locked the door.
I wasn't gonna actually do anything. I wasn't even turned on anymore. I just sat in the floor and looked at the ceiling.
"Camila. Open the door. Let's go to bed" she said and I smirked. I've got a plan ahah.
"Ahh fuck" I fake moan. I put my hand over my mouth to keep myself from laughing.
"Camila stop that. Just come to bed" she says knocking softly on the door. I hate that I'm doing this to her but it's kinda funny.
"Mmmm" I make another before covering my mouth again. I wanted to laugh so bad right now.
Y/Ns point of view
"Mmmm" I hear her again. What the hell!? Why the hell is she doing this.
"Camila!" I said knocking a little harder. Her moans were soft and sexy but they also sounded forced. I kept wondering if she was playing with me or if this was really happening. She didn't fail at making me hard though.
"Mmfuck Y/N just go away" she said and I rubbed my eyes before going to my room. I grabbed the key to the bathroom and walked back. "Holy shit" I heard.
I put the key in the hole (😂😂😂) and wiggled it until it unlocked and I opened. I walked in to see Camila sitting in the sink laughing her ass off.
"Because that was funny huh?" I said and she nodded still laughing. "And to think I was actually gonna help you" I said and just walked to my room.
Camila's point of view
She was gonna help me? Fuck.
I ran out the bathroom and to her room to see her on her bed watching tv. I looked at her but she didn't seem to be in a sour mood.
That's another thing about her. Her facial expression is always the same. How do I know if she's mad or not. I could say that I would find out by the tone of her voice but her voice is always soft and relaxing. That's why I said she's hard to figure out. How do I know what she's feeling.
"You were actually gonna help me?" I said grabbing her attention and she sat up.
"Yeah I was. But now I want nothing more than to just sleep" she said laying back down.
"Are you mad at me?" I asked and I got no answer. So I try again. "Y/N?"
"No I'm not mad at you camz, just a little upset" she said. "Why do you think I'm always mad?"
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Camila just moved to Miami from Havana and is about to start her junior year at her new school. She dreads going at first cause it blows, but things change when she sees Y/N. Anything can happen! Y/N g!p (slow updates) Highest ranking #6 in Camila...