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Chapter 35

*Zayn POV*

After the boys were gone, Camila and I had a quiet/sad walk back to the parking lot. I didn't really know what to think or what she was thinking.

"I really am gonna miss all of them. You know. Those were the only other people I was ever close with other than you because of stupid home schooling." Camila explained. I didn't really reply, but I just nodded.

We finally found the car and we hopped in. It kind of seemed like she was expecting me to hold the door open for her, but I brushed it off.

We were driving with some quiet music playing and Camila softly hummed to it. I guess we were both in deep thought. Before the boys visited, we would be laughing the whole way to where ever we were going, or telling stories about our experiences from that day. Although that was before. The boys kind of changed everything, then just left, well mostly Harry.

Out of nowhere, Camila layed her hand on my thigh and started rubbing circles onto it. I really wanted to move it because that was really wrong to do right now because we literally just dropped off her boyfriend and friends at the airport.

I took my eyes off the road and moved her hand off. She looked really confused and disappointed. I just put my eyes back on the road and continued driving.

We finally got to her house, and I think she was expecting to go back to my house but I don't know.

"Come in, we can chill or something." She said almost nervously.

"Nah I'm good right now." I gave a little smile.

"Come, please I know you're not doing anything important tonight." She pointed out. I really wanted to say no because I've already disrespected Harry enough and I don't want to do anything like that again.

"I mean, I guess I could come in for a bit." I sighed. Her expression changed into a relieved one and we got out of the car.

This felt weird because I wasn't about to give her a music lesson, which I usually would do. We walked up to her room and she sat on her bed. She patted the spot next to her and I hesitantly sat there. She switched through the channels and landed on the show "Greys Anatomy". I never really cared for that show but I guess I would give it a try.

Her cat Fleur hopped up on the bed so I started playing with it. I didn't really know what to talk about because I was in a confusing/sad situation right now.

"It's been a whole month since the last time we just hung out like this." Camila remembered.

"Ya, I miss those days." I smiled. I really did. Those were kind of like the drama free days.

"Do you wanna go get some snacks with me from the kitchen?" She asked. This is the first time we hung out where there was awkwardness between us, well I guess only on my side.

"Sure." I answered. We walked back down to the kitchen and she put chips in a big bowl. We carried it upstairs and I went back into my normal position.

This is weird, I was expecting that she wanted me to hang out with her so I could cheer her up while she cried about how much she's gonna miss Harry.

"One second I'm gonna go change into some comfortable clothes." She smiled and I just nodded. Should I even be here right now? This is like something a couple would do. I don't know. I still really like Camila, but I'm kind of done with disrespecting Harry. Like I have been friends with Harry longer than Camila. She obviously still likes me, but I don't know what to do about that. The only time I really should be doing something about that is when they break up. Honestly fuck this situation.

I got distracted from my thoughts when I noticed Camila came back. She had changed into some really short shorts and a tank top. Fuck she looked sexy.

She sat next to me again and we continued to watch tv. Every now and then she would put her hand on my thigh and every time she did, I really wanted to move it, but at the same time I really didn't want to, so I just left it there.

We had some small talk and laughed a little at some parts of the show. When the episode finished and the snacks were done, we kind of just stared at eachother. I really wanted to and I could tell she really wanted to.

We both pulled in and what was a light kiss turned into a heated kiss. She eventually climbed up onto my lap. As much as how wrong this was, this was exactly what I had wanted. I kissed her neck and trailed my way back up to her lips.

She grabbed my shirt and pulled it off. She lead her hands all over my tattoos and we got deeper and deeper into it. I didn't know where this was going but my body didn't want to stop. I then did the same to her and pulled her shirt off. As we kissed, she unclasped her bra and threw it to the side. I was smiling out of shock. I have never seen this side of Camila. Before the boys visited, she was one of the shyest people I knew. Harry really did have an impact on her. Shit I really shouldn't be doing this. My brain decides to finally kick in and remind me what the hell I'm doing.

I take my lips off of hers and separate myself from her. She looks really shocked. I climb off the bed and walk toward my shirt on the floor.

"Fuck! Fucking shit." I shouted. What happened to the whole thing of "stop disrespecting Harry". Fuck I'm such a bad person.

"What are you doing?" Camila says embarrassedly as she tries to cover her body up with her arms.

"Camila, you're with Harry. I can't do this. I can't. This is so fucking bad. Harry's like a brother to me and I'm making out with his girlfriend here." I shouted.

"Zayn..." She started to tear up.

"And how could you be okay with this? We just dropped off your boyfriend at the airport." I don't even know what's coming over me.

"Zayn I.." She started sobbing.

"I have to go." I went from almost having sex with her to realizing how much I fucked up. I need to leave right now.

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