《Hot Chocolate》chapter twenty-seven, leaving.

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"Fuck fuck fuck fuck..." I hyperventilated as I headed over to Theo's. I felt sick to my stomach thinking of ways this could go.

My fist knocked against his door twice before being opened by Mr DeMarco. "Oh, hi Camila. He's in his room."

How do I tell him? I have to tell him, I can't not tell him. He'll know the second I step into his room that something's up. I'll just have to tell him.

"Hey." I sheepishly entered his room. He lay on his bed on his phone with earphones in.

"Oh hey."

He sat up smiling, turning off his phone as I closed the door behind me.

He stood up from his bed, taking the bag off my shoulder and cupped my face.

Oh god I wish they would stop doing that.

"Wait." I sighed.

"What's wrong..?"

I gestured to his bed and we both lay down, me staring at the ceiling while he gazed at me, stroking the side of my arm as he listened.

"Matt just stopped by my house on his way home from work."

He sat up, resting on his elbow so he could look at me better but I kept my eyes fixated above me.

"He just asked if I was free and I told him I wasn't and he said he just wanted to talk so I sat on the steps out front and-"

My body froze completely and I barely noticed how fast my heart was beating. I turned my face and glanced up at the concerned looking brunette. My hands moved to my face, covering it. "...And then he kissed me."

My voice was a whisper and I ran my hands through my hair, not wanting to look at him.

He was silent.

"Did you kiss him back?"

"Kind of? I don't know-"

"You either did or you didn't, Camila." I could hear the rage in his voice.

He took a second to breathe and lay beside me again. "Did you want to kiss him?"

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"I don't think I did. I mean I broke it off and told him I didn't want anything right now."

"Right now? So you want to be with him in the future?"

"I don't know, Theo!" I hid my face with a pillow.

"Don't fucking raise your voice at me." He voice sounded stern and thick, "Look at me when I'm speaking to you."

I tossed the pillow across the bed, sitting up across from him. "I don't know what I want."

"Well you better figure it out soon." He was clearly annoyed, crossing his arms as he leant on the backboard of his bed. "There's a time and a place for being indecisive but you can't screw both of us over just because you 'don't know'."

"I'm fucking trying-"

"Why are you cursing at me, Camila?"

"I'm cursing at myself, Theodore!"

"It doesn't sound like you are."

"This is your fault for telling him to make a move!"

"So it's my fault now?" He sat forward. "I'm sorry that a week ago we kissed so you could practice for him. And don't act surprised, of course he was going to catch feelings the second you gave him attention, any guy would!"

"Please Theo, you're making this so much harder than it needs to be!"

"Nope, you're the one who raised your voice at me like this is my fault, when I've done nothing but help you, even though I despise him! He doesn't deserve you, Camila!"

"That's what this is?"

"Yeah, it is, Cami."

"I'll always look for your input when I comes to my relationships but you don't get to decide who 'deserves' me. He has been nothing but nice to me-"

"I know he is! I've seen it, and I've turned a blind eye every time you're with him just because I know he makes you happy. It's fucking hell for me. But if being your fuck toy and best friend is all I'm going to get you bet your ass I'm going to take it."

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"Fuck toy? What are we prostitutes? I'm a fucking virgin!" My voice began to crack and I could feel the tears in my eyes. There's nothing I hate more than arguing, especially with Theodore.

"That's not what I'm saying Cam-"

"Don't 'Cam' me. Look, I promised you I'd come back tonight, and I did. I rejected him, and I came here, and I told you the truth. If that isn't good enough for you then I'll leave and go sleep over at his instead."

"Don't you fucking dare-"

"Watch me." I got up from the bed, headed towards his door.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" He shot up off the bed and came up behind me, pressing his hand flat against the door as I was turning the handle. I know my strength is worth nothing against his, and I can't win in this situation.

I turned around slowly, leaning against his door as he towered over me, blocking any exit. "Words, Camila." He exhaled as he lowered his face to meet mine.

"Leaving." I cracked.

"No you're not. Even if we're mad, we never break our promises. If you leave this room you're picking him. That's it for us, no more benefits and we're back to just friends, if that. So I'll ask you again - where are you going?"

I stayed quiet, staring at him as I sighed to answer his question.

"That's what I thought." He kept his eyes on my lips, as his free hand traced a line down my throat. "So tell me-"

His fingers gripped each side of my neck, choking me. "Who's the better kisser?"

I could feel my self getting more and more turned on as he tightened his grip. My body's temperature rose and my breath was unsteady. Angry Theo is really hot.

His eyes finally met mine and a smirk spread across my face. "Matthew."

I was lying. Matt's kissing- wasn't the same. But hey, Theo doesn't need to know that.

"Mhm." He smiled. "You sure?"

"Yes."

His grip tightened until I was gasping for air but my grin didn't leave my face. "Did he see your little marks, no? Did you kiss him while wearing my hickeys?"

"No, I took them off momentarily." I rolled my eyes.

His hand left the door and moved down in between us, and into my pants. His two fingers hooked inside my panties and rubbed flat against my clit and in between my lips to my core but not entering. "Don't be smart with me."

I swallowed my moans, not breaking my smile.

He slipped his hand out, bringing his two fingers in between us. "You're really wet right now." He whispered, "Not for him, for me."

He wiped his fingers on my lips, tracing down my jaw to my chin, tipping it up to look at him. "What will we do with you? Hm?" He leant forward and locked the door.

I moved closer in an attempt to close the gap but was rejected when he pushed me back against the door. "Tsk, you didn't really think I was going to kiss you, did you? I don't think you understand, Camila, I don't want his sloppy seconds, you're either mine or his. You chose him."

"I'm here now, I rejected him."

"But that pretty little mouth didn't."

"I'm not an object, Theodore."

"No, but you're acting like a whore."

My hand reached up as far as possible and swung for his face, slapping him across his cheek.

"There she is!" A mischievous smirk spread across his face.

"Now tell me, baby... who's whore are you?"

I can't fight him any longer, and I know there's only a few possible outcomes here, so I chose the one I gain from.

"Yours." I gave in.

"Who's?"

"Theodore's."

"That's all I needed to hear."

He let go of my neck, leaving me gasping for air. "Get undressed."

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