Private Dancer
~ Chapter 24 ~
Camilla’s POV
The car ride was the most awkward experience ever. We took Harry’s Range Rover since it’s the biggest out of all our cars. The second I stepped in I remembered every memory we had in this car. I remember driving down the busy New York City streets jamming out to John Mayer and The 1975. The car smells like him too. It’s a beautiful scent that fits Harry perfectly.
Once we arrive we’re escorted to a booth in the VIP lounge and I sit down in the corner. Niall sits next to me and Harry sits across with Kendall diagonal from me. Now it’s just time to keep up the act.
The whole time theres been small talk between Kendall, Niall and Harry, but I haven’t been following along. I’ve just been silent.
“Don’t you think that’s just hillar Camel?” asks Kendall
“Camilla.” Harry corrects for me taking a sip of his water.
“My bad, but don’t ya?” she asks.
“Super hillar.” I reply.
The waiter comes over and it’s obvious he’s checking out Kendall.
“What can I get you guys?” he asks smiling brightly.
“Salad with chicken, but can you make sure the chicken is in super small slices? Cubes if you can?” she asks biting her lip. Slut.
“Sure, and for everyone else?” he asks.
“The BBQ sliders and some fries.” Harry asks. The waiter nods and writes down the order before looking at Niall.
”I’ll have the home burger, some nachos and the spicy chicken sandwich.” Niall replies brightly.
“And you?” the waiter asks after he’s written down Niall’s tall order.
“Can I have. . . umm.” I wasn’t paying attention and now I don’t know what the fuck I want. Great.
“I can come back later for your order?” the guy suggests.
“No I’ll have the ribs.” I spit out. Shit shit shit.
“Great, I’ll be back as soon as possible and Cherie will be here soon with the drinks you ordered earlier.” He explains.
Cherie comes over shortly afterwards and puts down Kendall’s Diet Coke, Harry and Niall’s Coca-Cola and as she put’s down my Nestea Kendall tries to get up and the drink spills on me.
“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” Cherie apologizes.
“No problem. Don’t worry about it, this dress is ugly anyways.” I reply laughing. I give Cherie a sympathetic smile and Niall gets up and allows me to go to the washroom to clean up. I take a look at Harry and his face is blank. I’m so embarrassed.
I walk to the washroom and I have to hold back the tears that are trying to stream down my face.
Harry’s POV
I watch Camilla as she awkwardly walks into the washroom. Shit. It’s been super awkward ever since I’ve given her a room and started dating Kendall. If only she knew that everything I do is for her.
“Kendall why did you try to stand up?” I ask annoyed. It really was her fault.
“I don’t know, I wanted to stand.” She replies. Honestly, does she think I’m stupid? It’s so obvious she did that just so Camilla would get something spilled on her. She’s such a fucking jealous bitch.
“Babeeeee?” Kendall asks taking me out of my hateful thoughts.
“Yes?” I reply dryly.
“Can we go to that fancy Itallian restaurant tomorrow, Il Fuginio?” she asks.
“Il Fornello?” I correct.
“Yeah! Head it’s super posh. I’m going for that poshy look.” She responds sipping her diet coke. I don’t even reply I just nod.
Camilla comes back and Niall gets up so she can sit down.
“Sorry for that.” Camilla apologizes. Why is she even sorry? She didn’t do anything. The heart of this girl.
“No probs.” Replies Kendall. It takes all the strength in me not to yell at her for being rude to Camilla and treating her like this, but theres nothing I can do.
“Can we go to the car so I can get my wallet?” asks Kendall.
“Here are the keys.” I say handing her the keys to my black range rover.
“You’re not coming with me?” she asks.
“I’ll go.” Niall interjects. Wanna fuck her Nialler? Go for it. I think to myself mentally rolling my eyes. This whole “double date” was a shit idea.
They get up and leave and it’s just me and Camilla.
“Hey?” she says, it comes out like a question and I sigh deeply.
“Kendall’s a bitch for spilling that drink on you.” I spit out.
“It wasn’t her fault.” Camilla says. I can tell she knows it was intentional.
“Haven’t talked to you in a while, did you sort things out with Perrie?” I ask
“Nope.” She replies sipping her drink. She takes out a knife and digs into her ribs. She takes a bite and has sauce on her lip.
“You have something right here.” I say reaching over and wiping off the sauce. Her brown eyes glow at me and I keep my finger there longer than necessary.
“So. . .” Camilla says as I take my hand away.
“So.” I reply smiling. I see her smirk and I know that us being together alone is enough for her to smile. I wish we actually were alone. Fuck, I wish it was just us all the time. I wish I was hers.
Kendall’s POV
“We need to talk.” I say to Niall as we go into a random hallway in the restaurant.
“I agree. Stay away from Camilla and we should be fine.” He replies for me.
“Keep Camilla the fuck away from my man then.” I retort.
“What the fuck do you think I’m trying to do?” he asks rolling his eyes.
“Then why the fuck did you volunteer to come with me? I was going to get Harry to fuck me in the washroom or some shit like that. Kim says it’s the best way to keep a guy.” I mumble the last part but none the less he hears it.
“You need to stop being such a bitch to her. That’s why I needed to talk to you. God Kendall stop being such a fucking cunt.” Then he leaves. Ugh, I’m not a cunt, whatever that is.
Camilla’s POV
We arrive home and Harry has to leave to drop off Kendall. Niall is a little drunk so he’s staying over. He climbs into bed with me and we make-out. I’m not going to lie. There is no spark.
We finally both pull away and he falls asleep. After a while he turns over and his arms aren’t holding onto me. I slip out of bed and go to the kitchen and pour myself coco pops and milk.
“Nice.” Harry says walking into the kitchen. He’s shirtless in nothing put some plaid pajama’s.
I nod and keep eating because I have no idea how to respond to that.
“How’s Niall?” Harry asks.
“Sleeping.” I reply quickly.
“Of course. He’s going to be mad once he notices you’re gone.” Harry states pouring himself a bowl of cereal.
“He hasn’t noticed yet so I don’t see the big deal.” I reply.
“That’s true.” Harry says smirking. I love that stupid smirk.
“Wha-“ I’m about to say something when Harry’s phone rings.
“Ugh.” Harry mumbles picking up his phone.
“Hello?” he asks dryly.
“Hey Kim, how’s it going?” he asks. I need to hold back my laughter so I start eating my cereal.
“Yeah I dropped Kendall off… oh I just…no I…” Harry takes the phone away from his ears and rolls his eyes.
“Yeah, I have work tomorrow, so I couldn’t sleep over. Next time. Gotta go talk to you later.” He replies before hanging up. When he does I erupt into a volcano of laughter. Harry even laughs with me.
“Worst part. I didn’t even give her my number. I think Kendall did.”
The car ride was the most awkward experience ever. We took Harry’s Range Rover since it’s the biggest out of all our cars. The second I stepped in I remembered every memory we had in this car. I remember driving down the busy New York City streets jamming out to John Mayer and The 1975. The car smells like him too. It’s a beautiful scent that fits Harry perfectly.
Once we arrive we’re escorted to a booth in the VIP lounge and I sit down in the corner. Niall sits next to me and Harry sits across with Kendall diagonal from me. Now it’s just time to keep up the act.
The whole time theres been small talk between Kendall, Niall and Harry, but I haven’t been following along. I’ve just been silent.
“Don’t you think that’s just hillar Camel?” asks Kendall
“Camilla.” Harry corrects for me taking a sip of his water.
“My bad, but don’t ya?” she asks.
“Super hillar.” I reply.
The waiter comes over and it’s obvious he’s checking out Kendall.
“What can I get you guys?” he asks smiling brightly.
“Salad with chicken, but can you make sure the chicken is in super small slices? Cubes if you can?” she asks biting her lip. Slut.
“Sure, and for everyone else?” he asks.
“The BBQ sliders and some fries.” Harry asks. The waiter nods and writes down the order before looking at Niall.
”I’ll have the home burger, some nachos and the spicy chicken sandwich.” Niall replies brightly.
“And you?” the waiter asks after he’s written down Niall’s tall order.
“Can I have. . . umm.” I wasn’t paying attention and now I don’t know what the fuck I want. Great.
“I can come back later for your order?” the guy suggests.
“No I’ll have the ribs.” I spit out. Shit shit shit.
“Great, I’ll be back as soon as possible and Cherie will be here soon with the drinks you ordered earlier.” He explains.
Cherie comes over shortly afterwards and puts down Kendall’s Diet Coke, Harry and Niall’s Coca-Cola and as she put’s down my Nestea Kendall tries to get up and the drink spills on me.
“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” Cherie apologizes.
“No problem. Don’t worry about it, this dress is ugly anyways.” I reply laughing. I give Cherie a sympathetic smile and Niall gets up and allows me to go to the washroom to clean up. I take a look at Harry and his face is blank. I’m so embarrassed.
I walk to the washroom and I have to hold back the tears that are trying to stream down my face.
Harry’s POV
I watch Camilla as she awkwardly walks into the washroom. Shit. It’s been super awkward ever since I’ve given her a room and started dating Kendall. If only she knew that everything I do is for her.
“Kendall why did you try to stand up?” I ask annoyed. It really was her fault.
“I don’t know, I wanted to stand.” She replies. Honestly, does she think I’m stupid? It’s so obvious she did that just so Camilla would get something spilled on her. She’s such a fucking jealous bitch.
“Babeeeee?” Kendall asks taking me out of my hateful thoughts.
“Yes?” I reply dryly.
“Can we go to that fancy Itallian restaurant tomorrow, Il Fuginio?” she asks.
“Il Fornello?” I correct.
“Yeah! Head it’s super posh. I’m going for that poshy look.” She responds sipping her diet coke. I don’t even reply I just nod.
Camilla comes back and Niall gets up so she can sit down.
“Sorry for that.” Camilla apologizes. Why is she even sorry? She didn’t do anything. The heart of this girl.
“No probs.” Replies Kendall. It takes all the strength in me not to yell at her for being rude to Camilla and treating her like this, but theres nothing I can do.
“Can we go to the car so I can get my wallet?” asks Kendall.
“Here are the keys.” I say handing her the keys to my black range rover.
“You’re not coming with me?” she asks.
“I’ll go.” Niall interjects. Wanna fuck her Nialler? Go for it. I think to myself mentally rolling my eyes. This whole “double date” was a shit idea.
They get up and leave and it’s just me and Camilla.
“Hey?” she says, it comes out like a question and I sigh deeply.
“Kendall’s a bitch for spilling that drink on you.” I spit out.
“It wasn’t her fault.” Camilla says. I can tell she knows it was intentional.
“Haven’t talked to you in a while, did you sort things out with Perrie?” I ask
“Nope.” She replies sipping her drink. She takes out a knife and digs into her ribs. She takes a bite and has sauce on her lip.
“You have something right here.” I say reaching over and wiping off the sauce. Her brown eyes glow at me and I keep my finger there longer than necessary.
“So. . .” Camilla says as I take my hand away.
“So.” I reply smiling. I see her smirk and I know that us being together alone is enough for her to smile. I wish we actually were alone. Fuck, I wish it was just us all the time. I wish I was hers.
Kendall’s POV
“We need to talk.” I say to Niall as we go into a random hallway in the restaurant.
“I agree. Stay away from Camilla and we should be fine.” He replies for me.
“Keep Camilla the fuck away from my man then.” I retort.
“What the fuck do you think I’m trying to do?” he asks rolling his eyes.
“Then why the fuck did you volunteer to come with me? I was going to get Harry to fuck me in the washroom or some shit like that. Kim says it’s the best way to keep a guy.” I mumble the last part but none the less he hears it.
“You need to stop being such a bitch to her. That’s why I needed to talk to you. God Kendall stop being such a fucking cunt.” Then he leaves. Ugh, I’m not a cunt, whatever that is.
Camilla’s POV
We arrive home and Harry has to leave to drop off Kendall. Niall is a little drunk so he’s staying over. He climbs into bed with me and we make-out. I’m not going to lie. There is no spark.
We finally both pull away and he falls asleep. After a while he turns over and his arms aren’t holding onto me. I slip out of bed and go to the kitchen and pour myself coco pops and milk.
“Nice.” Harry says walking into the kitchen. He’s shirtless in nothing put some plaid pajama’s.
I nod and keep eating because I have no idea how to respond to that.
“How’s Niall?” Harry asks.
“Sleeping.” I reply quickly.
“Of course. He’s going to be mad once he notices you’re gone.” Harry states pouring himself a bowl of cereal.
“He hasn’t noticed yet so I don’t see the big deal.” I reply.
“That’s true.” Harry says smirking. I love that stupid smirk.
“Wha-“ I’m about to say something when Harry’s phone rings.
“Ugh.” Harry mumbles picking up his phone.
“Hello?” he asks dryly.
“Hey Kim, how’s it going?” he asks. I need to hold back my laughter so I start eating my cereal.
“Yeah I dropped Kendall off… oh I just…no I…” Harry takes the phone away from his ears and rolls his eyes.
“Yeah, I have work tomorrow, so I couldn’t sleep over. Next time. Gotta go talk to you later.” He replies before hanging up. When he does I erupt into a volcano of laughter. Harry even laughs with me.
“Worst part. I didn’t even give her my number. I think Kendall did.”
Notes
Sorry it took so long :/ #busybee
I'll update my other stories later :)
ღ Alice Rose ღ
I love this so much! Hopefully Kendall backs off for good.
7/28/16