SHAYLA'S P.O.V
I quietly watched as the golden boy in front of me worried his bottom lip, his gaze lingering on me for too long, almost as if I was one of the stars he had spent countless nights admiring from afar. A small smile settled on my lips at his action.
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SHAYLA'S P.O.V I woke up with a familiar sense of sadness and the familiar sense of resentment bubbling up in my chest.
CAMERON'S P.O.V"So," Camille began once she had been sufficiently caffeinated on her fifth cup of coffee in the day,"You and Shay, huh? Wow."
THIRD PERSON'S P.O.VThere were plenty of ways to cure a hangover, and Bryan was familiar with a few of them -- thanks to his mad partying skills. However, none of them included an early morning wake up call.
SHAYLA'S P.O.V "I hope you are not bailing out on me, Cameron," I smiled at him as I joined him on the couch. "You have
SHAYLA'S P.O.V"He wouldn't even spare me a single glance. Not even a single, fucking, glance." I mumbled into the phone as Caira let out a amused hum on the other side.
CAMERON'S P.O,VMy eyes followed Shayla's small, understanding smile — her lips tipping up in a faint smile, her eyes sparkling with a little more mirth than usual — and then she stood on her tip-toe, pressing a kiss to my cheek.
SHAYLA'S P.O.VAll my memories were on fire, on literal fire,