BELONGS TO ME

Chapter 5

CAMILA'S POV

"Hey." I nod at Carl as he sets the last ice chest down, officially completing our setup for tonight's bonfire. "Anything else I should do before I go get cleaned up?"

"I think that's it. Harry ran down to Ross 's to grab the cups, and then we're good." He glances over his shoulder. "Shawn is starting the fire now."

"Awesome. I'll get Hailee and we'll head back out in a few." I turn for the house.

"Mila , hold up."

I shift, and he puts himself in front of me.

He's already shaking his head. "You really took off without us? To Florida? Somewhere we've always talked about going."

"You got to go stay on campus for training camp. We just wanted some fun too."

"So why not come here, hang with Sabrina and Ross ? They were settled by then."

"You mean why didn't we come here, where Ross could keep an eye on us?"

"No." He crosses his arms. "I mean, where someone who cares could protect you and keep assholes away from you."

"So, this is about Zayn ."

His eyes narrow. "That is not fair."

"But is it?"

Carl shakes his head, blowing out a long breath. "Tell me about the guy."

Staring at my brother a moment, I decide to push. "Why, Carl ?

"Mila ," he grumbles.

"Don't Mila me on this. Tell me why you want to know and I will."

"This guy is going to be my teammate. Teammates talk in the locker room, Mila . A lot. If there's something to be heard, I need a heads up, so I don't rip someone's head off, and ruin everything before it even starts." He huffs, dropping his hands to his hips.

Is he serious?

"Are you serious?" I stare, slack jawed. Before he has a chance to respond, I put my hands out to stop him. "That's what you're worried about, truly? Or maybe you don't know what's bothering you because you're too stubborn to consider it might be something else."

"What do you want me to say, Mila , huh?" he shouts. "That I care about Hailee ? Of course I do, you know that, but that's not what this is about! I need to know if some asshole has something to say about my sister that I don't want other people hearing, and you know what, yeah, I need to know if something went down with Hailee too."

"For rumor purposes, right?"

"If it were something else, do you really think I'd be standing here right now and not locked inside that room with the girl to make damn sure when she came out, it was to come to me and only me?" His tone is strong, his eyes clear and locked with mine. "You know me better than this." His gaze seems to soften, almost as if he's apologizing in advance for what he says next. "If I wanted her, Camila ... she'd know it already."

A small sting shoots through my chest at the thought of my friend. My brother might be aggressive and possessive and everything else that comes along with those two things, but he's not a liar.

I nod, doing my best to keep the sorrow I feel from showing.

"Zayn likes her, a lot from what I could tell. They had a little fling, but she told him she was emotionally unavailable for more, and when we left, that was it. They didn't exchange numbers or share where the fall would take them. He wanted to but she said no. We left and she never thought she'd see him again, but now that he's here..." I shrug. "Who knows."