Charles
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Thread Topic: Charles
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(Ok.)
Peter smiled and slowly leaned in to kiss her lips. At first, he simply hovered over her lips. Then he gently pressed his lips against hers. He placed a hand on her cheek and the other held her hand as he firmly kissed her. Not wanting to over step, Peter pulled away, a sincere smile on his lips as he studied her. "Good night, Camila." He whispered before standing up to leave. However he hesitated after getting up, for he was trying to calm down the feelings the kiss sparked. -
As soon as his lips latched onto hers, her eyes fluttered back open. Even if it was a simple kiss, she still felt a wave of electrify flowing throughout her body. Once it was over she shut her eyes and he told her good night. She didn't want to look at his face and kiss him again.
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"I'm sorry for making a bad first impression Camila. Maybe tomorrow will be a better day." Peter whispered before leaving the room.
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Camila bit her lip and sank into her bed. You're not meant to be like this, cammy! Oh my lord, look what you've done to yourself! she continued slapping her cheeks lightly so they would cool down, she was thrashing under the blanket as she did so, making squealing noises again.
After a moment, she sat up and stroked her hair. Gazing into space.
Don't be greedy, cammy. Good things don't come easy, and don't last. Just one week and everything's over. Breathe, it's one week. And only 21 hours has gone by. Camila buried her face in her palm and took a deep breath. She definitely wasn't going to get any sleep that night. -
(Sorry. I was on the bus.)
Peter sighed, looking at himself in the mirror. He remembered the day he found the last person he loved with another guy. He was so angry he threw a lamp at his girlfriend, which knocked into the unwatered christmas tree in her living room. This caused the fire where he got burns on his back. His father took the blame, claiming to have burnt down the building to get the girl out of his sons life. Ever since, Peter had been taking this tragedy out on other girls, taking their hearts and breaking them like that girl broke his.
However this girl seemed to be somehow repairing his heart. Today was the first day since their father was arrested that Peter showed kindness to Joey. It seemed this girl wasn't intentially fixing his heart by giving some of hers. Fate seemed to be doing that. However even if that girl was repairing his heart... He had to keep his heart from giving itself to her in return. Camila clearly wanted nothing to do with him... He didn't want to break his heart again. Peter sighed before heading to his bed, hoping that tomorrow... Well... He hoped to win her heart. However... He was worried about what he would do with it when he had it... -
(O.o)
Should we timeskip now? -
(Yup)
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The next morning, Camila woke up still sitting in the same position as last night, just that she had fallen to her side. She pushed her self up, squinting her eyes to avoid the excess sunlight from burning into her eyes. She got up and walked into the bathroom, groggily. She stared at her refelevtion for a while, scrunching up her nose. Then she grabbed her toothbrush and ran it in the cold running water, before spreading toothpaste on it. She stood there for two minutes brushing her teeth, then she spat the foamy, minty liquid from her mouth then washed it down the drain.
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She walked out of the bathroom in a simple shirt and ripped skinny jeans before leaving the room. She walked past Peter's room and the door was slightly open. Boy was she tempted, but still she didn't go in. She went to Joey's room instead and he was fast asleep. She sighed and went downstairs to make breakfast. -
Sorry I was reading)
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Peter blinked his eyes open and yawned. He blinked when he saw he slept shirtless with the door open. What if Camila saw the burns on his back? Then there would be questions... And he was a terrible liar. He sighed and pulled on his shirt and some jeans on before leaving his room. "Good morning." He greeted, sitting st the table. "Did you have a good sleep last night?" He asked her. His eyes studied her and he couldn't help but smile at her.
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Camila had set breakfast on the table but she forgot some orange juice. She walked back into the kitchen and opened the fridge, grabbing the bottle of orange juice. She turned around, only to be greeted by Peter, "Morning," she dropped the bottle on the counter and walked to the cupboards, searching for glass cups, "I slept well." She responded to him, not believing what she said but whatever. She looked up at the top cupboards, that was probably where the glass cups would be. "Did you.." She stretched her arm up to open the cupboard, but she was damn short, not even her fingertips could reach it.
"Sleep well.." She continued, standing on her toes now.
"Too?!?" She huffed out, taking her frustration in her voice, as she started hopping to reach the cupboards. -
(Sorry! My power was out!)
Peter chuckled and walked over to her. "To be honest... Not really. My dreams were consisted on me trying to keep an angel with Joey's face on it from burning itself alive... It was weird..." Peter admitted, chuckling at himself before reaching over her to get three glass cups. His chest was against her back and his waist was against her bottom. His hands were a bit shaky because of how this made him feel. Soon he had the three glasses and he pulled away to llace them on the counter. -
(Sorry I slept off after studying)
Camila laughed at his weird dream, still trying to reach for the cupboard. Then she felt a figure behind her and froze knowing it was Peter. Once he stepped away, she let out the breath she was holding and thanked him. Before taking everything to the dining room and setting them on the table. -
Peter followed her while Joey came down stairs, the song bad to the bone blaring on his phone. "He likes to make grand entrances in the mornings." Peter explained.
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"What the-?" Camila said, upon hearing the music and looked at the stairway. She nodded at Peter, "I see." She chuckled.
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