#camian

Some linework of the firey girl herself! love her design <3

With bags of groceries piled into his arms, Ian's attempt to unlock the front door was ultimately a fail. His clumsiness got in the way and just as he finally was able to open the door, a bag toppled over and went tumbling to the floor, spilling all the contents within it. He cursed quietly to himself before scooping all the items up before Camilla went to check on him to see what he was up to now, and hearing her nag him about being an idiot wasn't on his agenda today. Setting the bags down, he stood still for a moment, waiting to see if he could hear his girlfriend even in the house. Once he heard pages turning and frustrated groans, he chuckled to himself and reached into one of the grocery bags to get out a huge bag of her favorite candy that he bought for her and began preparing some tea for her, knowing it would calm her down.She was stressed and  Ian knew about the big exam she had coming up. Well, how could he not? She would constantly remind him about it and blow him off because she needed to study.

Much to his liking, Hayden agreed to switch rooms with Camilla. Ian couldn't be more thrilled about this arrangement. Being roommates with the girl he loved, easily being able to seduce her. It was pretty much the perfect trap for her. Camilla was busy unpacking her bag and putting them into their shared closet, settling into her new room. Ian would have offered to help, but he was too immersed in plotting ways to make Camilla his. He was laying on his bed, watching her as she moved across the room, his eyes cheekily landing on her bum from time to time.

His actions surprised him more than he thought possible. Before today, Ian had never really saw Camilla in that light. The only way he ever thought of her like that was when he would try to use her as a distraction to fill the void in his heart that Allie left during the times when the two would fight. Never did he truly believe he was ever in love with his best friend. This was the same girl that he did stupid things with and took care of when she was sick. This was also the same girl that knew how to infuriate him to no end, but the same one that knew how to cheer him up in a heartbeat.

There was a fluttering feeling in the pit of his stomach at the thought of her that he wanted to just go away. He knew this feeling all to well. It was the same feeling he felt whenever he was around Allie. Whatever he was feeling was wrong, something he should never be feeling for anyone else but Allie. Deep inside though, he knew that he shouldn't keep his whole heart with Allie. He knew that a piece of his heart would always be with her. The rest of it, although, would be given to others who deserve it. Even if it wouldn't work out in the end, he had to take the risk and move on. The past was a scary thing and was something that shouldn't be thought upon. 

His feet carried themselves to the bathroom and he stood in front of the sink, turning the knob. The water flowed out smoothly, the sound if it hitting the stone material the only thing filling the room. Placing his hands under the faucet, the water encased his hands and he splashed the liquid in his face. He looked at himself in the mirror, seeing a dejected and tired boy in the reflection. He could see it in his own eyes though, there was a glint of happiness. That happiness was only reciprocated because of Camilla.