We ended up going to the sitting room, setting all Camila's medical equipment on the table while I sat on the sofa.

"Stay still." She whined, as she poured more alcohol on my cheek.

"I'm trying." I winced at the burning sensation, looking up at her as she stood before me.

"Fuck, Theo, why did you do this?"

"I couldn't let him talk about you like that."

"I don't care what he says about me."

"But I do. You don't deserve anything that happened, the least I could do is give him a black eye."

"Thank you." She chuckled, dabbing my face with the cloth. "Kinda wish I gave him one."

"Well, he has got another- I'll drive this time."

She gave me a serious face before smiling, "The worst part is I know you would."

"Of course I would."

Her hands dabbed both sides of my face, and she moved from my left to right to make sure to care for my wounds properly. "Look this way, no like this-"

She stood before me with that serious face, making me smile. "Which way?"

"Left."

"Your left or my left?"

"Are you being genuine or do you still not know your left from right?"

"I'm not seven, Cami."

"Look at the tv."

I turned my head, letting my bruised jaw rest in her gentle hand. The cold alcohol made me flinch, concerning her. "Sorry."

"It's okay."

"Look at me?"

I turned to her, letting her hand push my face around a bit. "Almost done."

She tried to clean the small cut on my nose that I didn't even know was there.

"Stay still!" She whined.

"I am!" I complained back.

Her hand wasn't able to hold my face in place, so she parted my legs, kneeling in front of me.

She used her hand on my thigh to prop herself up, looking up at me, making my mind wander. God she's attractive.

"Are you going to explain what happened or should I go look at people's Snapchat stories?"

Her hazel eyes looked up at me through her lashes, while her body pressed against my thighs.

"I was at my locker, and I saw him, and then I told him he shouldn't have been there, and he waved your panties around and I lost it, sorry."

"Mhm." She shrugged. I'm not sure if she believes me, but her hand is obliviously shuffling across my thigh.

She sat forward to inspect my face and her fingers touched my erection through my trousers.

I bit my lip and she glanced down before meeting my eyes. "Really?"

"Sorry." I coughed, breaking eye contact.

"Sort yourself out." She giggled, getting up and putting the alcohol bottle back in the small white box. "We still need to talk."

"About..."

"A lot of things." She left the room, returning the first aid kit to the bathroom. My hands fell between my legs as I tried to get rid of my hard-on so I can have a serious conversation when she comes back.

She walked back in the room with a bag of frozen peas, making the situation a lot less serious.

"Okay, shoot."

She sat down on the sofa beside me, and we turned to meet each other. She held the bag to my cheek, keeping her eyes on the bag instead of looking at mine.

"I need to ask you something."

"Anything."

"Did you get Katie pregnant?" Her voiced cracked. Her eyes finally met mine and I almost choked on my own tongue.

"What?" I didn't hide my reaction. "Katie's pregnant?"

"She was."

"So that's what Matt and Joey had on her..."

"Can you just answer my question?"

"Camila..." I chuckled. Grabbing her hand that held ice to my cheek. "I never fucked her."

"But I thought-"

"Nope - never had sex, with anyone for that matter."

"What?"

"Why do you sound so surprised?"

"So you're..."

"-A virgin too. Yeah."

"Oh." The shocked expression on her face made me laugh.

"You think I'd fuck someone and not tell you?"

"Well I know you've been with other girls-"

"Four other girls. Two were clothes on, two were clothes off. You're probably the furthest I've ever gone."

"Really?"

"Mhm."

"Oh."

I could notice a small smile on her lips, but she completely changed the conversation.

"How does it feel now?"

"A lot better, thank you."

She placed the peas on the table, moving her hand to cup my face to inspect the cuts and bruises.

My wounded cheek rested in her fingers as she stared at me, speechless and unsure of what to say.

I thought it was best to keep quiet- let her do the talking so I don't say the wrong thing.

I watched her eyes flash from each of mine and her hand tilted my head to meet hers.

What was that? What is she doing?

Our faces were too close - her breath dancing on my skin, just like last night.

"What are you doing to me, Camila?" I sighed.

She closed the gap, pulling my face forward to connect our lips. A feeling I thought I'd never have again returned, my body tingling with excitement. Her other hand rested on my thigh as both of mine reached for her face.

I sucked her bottom lip before gliding my tongue into her open mouth. I've been so deprived of her, blocking out these thoughts, but I can't anymore.

"Cam..." I gasped as we parted for a second. "I thought you didn't want to do this anymore?"

"Fuck the benefits, I just want you. All of you."

"What?" I smiled, almost laughing. She can't be serious.

"I'm yours. However you'll take me." She smirked contagiously while the words echoed in my mind.

"About fucking time." My hands rested softly on each side of her jaw as my tongue explored into her parted mouth. I was smiling so hard I struggled to kiss her back.

I pulled her onto my lap, not breaking our kiss, but my hands wandered down her body, holding her thigh with one hand as my other reached under her shirt, cupping her breast over her bra.

Her hands wrapped around my neck as she swirled her hips, grinding on my erection. "Hard already?"

"That's your fault, not mine."

"Oops."

Her smirk was one of my favourite things, closely followed by her breasts that I caressed in both hands.

My left hand dropped, slipping under her skirt and into her panties. Her grinding slowed and practically stopped as my two fingers stretched under her, rubbing against her cunt. "Wet already?"

"That's your fault, not mine."

"Oops."

She bit down on her bottom lip while my two fingers slipped into her warm, wet core with ease, not wasting a second. I just need her right now, and now I know I have her, I'm not wasting anymore time.

"Theo..." she leant forward, her head rested on my shoulder. She started to swirl her hips again, riding my fingers.

"I wish they were your dick instead." She nibbled on my neck.

"Fuck." I rolled my neck back, resting my head on her hands as I held her waist and my fingers stroked her walls. "Where'd you get that mouth from?"

"I had a great teacher." She breathed. Her hands let go of my neck and moved down to the hem of her shirt, slowly unbuttoning it as she bit on her lip. My eyes trailed down to her breasts, enhanced by a lace red bra.

I almost forgot to keep touching her, getting so mesmerised by her body like it's the first time I've seen it. "Beautiful..." I muttered. Her hands laced through my hair, tugging the roots while I lowered my head. My mouth connected to the soft skin of her breasts, sucking and licking across them.

"We should take this to my bedroom... I'd rather not have an audience if someone comes home..."

She nodded with a smirk and I slowly pulled my fingers out. My hands gripped both sides of her waist as I stood up. Her legs wrapped around my torso and arms around my neck, kissing it while I brought us to my room, closing and locking the door behind me.