-part eight- drunk.

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y/ns pov:

       cam asked me if i wanted to stay at his house tonight. he said he wanted to show me something. i asked my dad, whos surprisingly still sober, and he said yes.

i walked into cams house and up to his room where i assumed he would be. he was there sitting on his phone. "oh hey y/n"
"hey"
"follow me i want to show you something"
we walked into a dark red room. he had his own dark room? i didnt know this.
"i dont even let my own sister or grandma in here." we laughed
"i trust you enough to show you."
i smiled when he said that he trusts me. i looked around at all the photos he had and they were amazing. he was really talented i have to admit.

we went back up to his room. i pulled out a case of white claws from my bag and smirked. "wanna?"
he looked confused but then nodded and laughed. it was a friday night so at least we didnt have school tomorrow.

okay, i might have gotten a liiiiiittle drunk.. i um.. kissed him. we were sitting on his bedroom floor drinking the white claws and i probably had 3 or 4.. maybe 5 or 6.. but anyways i got drunk and kinddaa kissed him. he was fine with it because he thought it was just because i was drunk but it was completely on purpose..

i passed out on his bed and i guess he did too because when i woke up be was right next to me. it was so cold in his room so i moved closer to him and went back to sleep.

cams pov:
i felt y/n move closer to me so our bodies were pressed against each other. i just assumed she was cold so i wrapped my arms around her and pushed more of the blanket onto her.

y/n's pov:

i woke up again probably 2 or 3 hours later. it was 12pm. neither of us had a bad hangover, because we didnt drink thaaat much.

sorry its short againn its 2 in the morning and im really tired. ill try and make a longer chapter tomorrow :)) goodnight😫😫

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