I walked up to Harry and forcefully grabbed his arm, "We have to leave."

Harry looked at me scoffed. "Oh but whatever for my darling?" His sarcastic tone made me want to slap him in the face. He gave me a grin, and I knew he was thinking the same damn thing.

"Because honey bear we have a 2-night stay at a hotel scheduled tomorrow. And I have to go get my things from Suzan. Now if you would be the lovely, caring boyfriend that you are, and take me to fucking Suzan's office so I can retrieve my things." I said through gritted teeth and he chuckled.

"Of course Cam. Anything for you."

"It's Cambrie!" I yelled, walking out of Starbucks and getting into his car.


"You know they're watching us right?" He said getting in the car. Then all of a sudden they gathered around his car and I sank down in my seat. "Why hide from them when you know something is bound to happen?"

"Well maybe it can look like we're fighting so I can dump your ass out on the street," I mumbled, and he chuckled again. "I don't know why you're fucking laughing," I sat up and turned my body towards him. "This just a silly little game anyways. I don't want anymore of those stupid ass chuckles because it really pisses me off Harry. And you know it does. And evidentally, you don't care what I think-" He interrupted me with a kiss.

"Smile for the camera darling." He smirked, resting his forehead on mine.

"I am beyond past my anger limit. You have 3.2 seconds to start this car and drive away before I break this stick shift off and shove it so far up your ass that it will-"

"Calm down Cambrie. It's all just for show, right?" He gave me another smirk and I fisted my hands, turning away from him as he drove away.

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"I can not believe you are making me spend two nights with him! Alone!" I yelled at Suzan.

"Oh come on Cambrie. You know you'll have fun. Who knows, maybe you will warm up a little too much and he could be known as your fuck buddy." She raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"Oh my God. I can not believe you just said that," I ran my hand over my forehead, pulling my hair back. "Okay look. I'll go on this stupid hotel trip with my 'boyfriend' if it will make you happy. But I am staying in one half of the hotel, and he's staying in the other."

"Oh honey I hope that you have fun trying to get him away from you. You mess this trip up, and you're fired," She stood up and handed me two bags. "This has everything that you could possibly need. Clothes, makeup, jewelry, shoes... Trojan condoms," She smiled at that last part. "Just try not to have too much fun, kay?"

Then she pushed me out of her office, and slammed the door in my face.


Harry was waiting outside for me, and when I saw him leaning up against the wall, I rolled my eyes and walked past him. I was not going to get in that damn car with him. I'm already pissed off and I don't know if I can handle him anymore. Oh wait, I forgot. I have to spend the next two days with him!

"Where are you going?" His voice was found behind me and I just ignored him. "Oh we're playing the silent game again are we?" I still ignored him and I put my head down. Then I somehow ran into his chest and he put his hands on my arms, making me tense. His hands slid down my forearms and to my hands, "Let me take those bags." He said it rather seductively, and trust me it wasn't needed. And it made me feel sick.

"Okay fine." My grip went from the bags to his hands, and he quickly grabbed them before they dropped. I shoved him out of the way with my shoulder and continued to walk.

"Are you not going to get in the car?" He asked. I shook my head and he laughed. "You know babe, I don't deserve this."

"Deserve what? The way I hate you and the way I disrespect you?" I laughed.

He stood in front of me again and smiled. "No. I see through all the Cambrie. I'm talking about you. I don't deserve you."

And again... Why the hell is he being so friendly?


Okay, maybe I should just calm down and at least try to be nice to him. I mean, I do have to stay in the same hotel room with him for three days. Yeah, it used to be two. But we're heading there today, so it's three.

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"I'm making dinner." I said, standing up and walking into the small kitchen of the hotel.

"No." He said, picking up a TV remote.

"Um yes. I am starving and we've been sitting here for five hours doing absolutely nothing," I picked up my phone and checked the time, "And it's 9:30. I'm making-"

"Holy shit did you see this flat screen?" He stood up and walked up to the TV, that was now escalating from the slot in the huge dresser in the front of the room.

I walked up behind the couch and he looked at me. "Listen Harry. I have been trying to make this day right with you. And we have been here for five hours, and you have already pissed me off. I do not want to fight with you because this is a time where we can bond-"

"And there is an XBox with twelve games! What kind of hotel holds this kind of stuff?" My blood boiled and I could see the smirk through the back of his head; he knew that he was pissing me off.

"Would you fucking listen to me!" I yelled, walking up to him, and he took a step forward making me run into him. I took a step back and sighed. "You are so impossible to talk to! Why do you insist on pissing me off Harry?! Do you ever listen to anyone?!"

Then he just chuckled. And I almost slapped him in the face, but something about the way he looked at me made me stand there. The emerald in his eyes felt like it had flooded in the air, and it was so toxic that I was drunk on my own thoughts.

It was an awful feeling, and I forgot why I was mad at him for only a moment. But then I remembered. "Don't look at me like that. I am trying to talk to you, but clearly you're not listening to me. And why is that? Do you like to listen to the people who matter to you?" His smirk turned into a grin and his dimples showed. And I just stood there again. "Harry, I-"

"Oh Cambrie. You sound so vulnerable and desperate when you say my name like that... Say it again." He smiled and I looked up at him, and he was closer than I thought he was.

"Harry..." He smiled, and I smiled too. He put his hand on my cheek and he forcefully placed his lips on top of mine.

No. No I am supposed to hate Harry, not fall in love with him. And... When the hell did love come into this thought process. I couldn't possibly like him because of Taylor.

"No Harry." I pushed him away. "It's no use. There aren't any paps around and I can't fall for you." I mumbled.

"Why?" His tone shocked me. It sounded like he actually cared. "Tell me why."

"Because Taylor-"

"Taylor?!" I nodded my head and he laughed, running his hands through his hair. "Who in the fuck said anything about Taylor?! When the hell are you going to forget about someone else's needs and put yours first?! Not everything is about Taylor! Taylor, Taylor, Taylor! That's all I fucking hear from you! Do what you want and don't think about her in the process! I know that she's your friend and all, but Cambrie. You're sounding so pathetic. In fact, it sounds like a fucking excuse. Maybe you don't want anything to happen between us because you're scared."

He told me off. This asshole told me off.

"You think you've got everything figured out huh?" I crossed my arms.

"I fucking know that's what's going on dammit! Put you're own pitiful needs first!" I arched my jaw and he laughed. "What? Have you never been told off like that before have you? That's probably what I expected little miss -follow Taylor everywhere because I honestly give a shit- perfect."

"You know what? You're an asshole!" I pointed my finger in his face.

"Yeah. That's a start. Say everything that you've been holding in for-fucking-ever, and you make yourself feel good."

I growled and took a step towards him. "I have nothing to say to you."

"So what do you want to do?" He crossed his arms and bit his lip, cocking an eyebrow, challenging me to do something else.

"You know damn good and well what I want to do."

"Well there could be a few things. You could one, slap me. Two, run out like a fucking pussy. Or three, you can be the woman that you are and own up to what you're feeling. Or trust me honey if you don't, I will."

"Oh go ahead. You seriously think that you scare me? I don't care what you do."

"Okay. Fine. But when I do, you can't do anything about it. Because the only excuse you have, is practically and only Taylor. And I honestly don't give a shit about her, and in this very moment, you shouldn't either." And then he grabbed my arm and pulled me into him, kissing me fiercely.

Notes

It's been a while since I've updated, am I right? And I'm sorry. But, I hope you will look into your heart and forgive me, and I hope that you loved my update! :-)

Oh, and while you're on here... You shouldn't leave quickly. You should sit back, relax, and read a good book. If you want to read some, here's a few that I recommend:
- "Leave Your Lover" by the lovely Telichia
- "Addicted" by Telichia and Myself
- "Roses & Wallflowers" by Myself
- "THE DEATH OF ME" by raylee
- "Picture Perfect" by kkgal14
- And pretty much anyone else's because I believe that everyone's books deserves to be read. Everyone deserves to be noticed in their own special ways.

HAPPY CELEBRATIONS TO WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN CELEBRATING LATELY!! YOU'VE GOT TO BE HAPPY, HAPPY, HAPPY!! Lol.

Oh, and T. I haven't spoken to you in a while, and I feel so bad. I know that we have been on vacation and shit like that, but I really miss you! Hopefully we'll be able to talk more when I go back to school. I LOVE YOU SO, SO MUCH! And I am eternally blessed to be able to call you one of my friends and one of my biggest role models. You really mean a lot to me T :')

And to everyone else that is reading this book: I am giving you the most respectful pat on the back because you have chosen a good book to read. Telichia is a blessed, and beautiful writer and you should feel pretty lucky to be reading her creations *-*

I hope that each and every one of you have a damn good new year, and I hope that you have someone special to kiss when the ball drops haha :)

I love you all! And I hope that you will learn to love me as much as I learn to love you lol.
Keep dreaming with your beautiful sense of humors.
- Kaleigh. xx