and we can live like this forever it's fine by me

and we can live like this forever it's fine by me by ssaarah

I sighed as I finished the last chapter of my trashy romance novel, epically cheesy but that was honestly just the way I liked it. I had traded in my Cinderella stories for steamy romances but the gist was still the same.

“Finish another one?” Cami asked, smirking at me as I set the book down. I shrugged.

“I'm a fast reader.” Ben had asked Cami to stay with me today, as nice as it was to not have my secret held inside he was being even more protective than usual. Luckily Cami was the complete opposite, sure she was protective but in a best girlfriend kind of way, not an impatient older brother kind.

“You’re a hopeless romantic who masquerades as a player.” She pointed out seriously. I groaned.

“It’s not my fault if no one wants to have an epic romance with me.” I said in an overly dramatic voice, winking at her. “You know now I had enough drama in the one romance I had.” Cami winced but pushed past it. Originally? She had been hurt I hadn’t told her, hurt that she couldn’t have helped me. But I think she understood a little more than Ben. Your first love? It’s hard to see his flaws, even if they’re literally hitting you in the face. We hugged, we cried, and I think she knew me better, but she wasn’t going to dwell on it because I couldn’t dwell on it.

“You choose guys who don’t want any romance instead.” She replied, fanning her toenails with a magazine. I tilted my head to the side.

“You know you’re using my face to dry your nail polish?” I asked, and she looked down at a Benetton ad I had done earlier this year.

“You’re so useful to me.” She teased. “But don’t change the subject.” I shrugged.

“I can’t help it if I'm drawn to bad guys, how do you change that? Look at me now I'm obsessing over the one man who actually hates me.” I sighed. “If only he wasn’t so fucking hot!”

"I'm sure he never actually said that he hates you," Cami rolled her pretty eyes, tossing the magazine onto the table.

"Hate, dislike," I sighed again dramatically, "He's not in my bed at the end of the night and that's all that matters." I bit down on my lip as a sudden picture of waking up next to his lips on my body came into my mind. Damn it. Cami cracked a grin,

"You've been reading too many of those naughty books, drama queen."

"How'd you like that one I gave you by the way?" I asked and Cami bit her lip this time, her cheeks turning bright pink like the blush she’d use for shoots.

"That good, huh?"

"It was cheesy and the main character was awful," I laughed. Because…..well duh.

"You don't read those books for the plot," I chuckled, shaking my head as I reached for the bottle of polish. Cami had the best makeup obviously. It was too bad she didn’t have a daughter to appreciate it. Then again she did have me and I loved it.

"I have one I want you to read... it's about lesbians." Cami raised an eyebrow,

"Are you trying to tell me that I'm so awful with guys, I should just give up?" I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at her total over reaction.

"Hey, I've spent a night with a girl... you're missing out because it was that hot," I said seriously and shook the bottle, rolling onto my stomach and kicking my legs up in the air and criss crossing them again and again.

"You never told me how your date went." I sighed with my hand held out, examining my cuticles.

"Boring. I hope yours went better." I admitted, though it had kind of gotten me on Tristan’s good side so maybe he hadn’t been all bad.

"It did actually," Cami said nonchalantly, as I looked up and widened my eyes because Cami was basically the biggest man pessimist on earth.

"The blind date? Ended up being Dante." I blinked.

"Your ex?" She nodded her head, reaching for the book I'd set down and pretending to read the back but that was SO not enough information.

"Dante, the Italian Stallion?" I asked again incredulously making Cami laugh,

"Yes... that's the one."

"And?!"

"And it was nice," she smiled, peeking back at me.

"We kind of picked up where we left off."

"I hope that means you ended the night riding the stallion..."

"Chloe!" I widened my eyes but laughed.

“Is that a yes? Give me specifics.” I said, scooting closer to her as she turned a little red.

“Specifics?!” My god she was the worst gossiper ever. Good thing she was so adorable.

“Yes!!! Do you know how rare it is for you to have a sex story that doesn’t make me want to tear my ears off?!” Cami started laughing again.

“I’d take serious offense to that if I hadn’t been talking about your brother with all those stories.” I nodded.

“Exactly. So spill!”

“I went back to his place.” I squealed.

“On the first date!?!? Who are you and what have you done with my Cami?” I asked, winking even though I was grinning at her like an idiot. She gave me a look.

“It wasn’t technically our first date.” She pointed out and I rolled my eyes.

“Didn’t you break up like 3 years ago? I think that qualifies as a second chance first date….Admittedly not AS slutty as it could have been but it’s progress nonetheless.” Cami rose a brow.

“You want me to be slutty?” I nodded.

“Hell yeah! You deserve to be! You spent your prime-slutty years changing diapers and now you don’t have to do that anymore so you get to let loose.”

“We didn’t have sex.” I let my arms fall out from under me so my head hit the ground.

“So you went home and what….cuddled?” she glared at me and shook her head.

“I said we didn’t have sex I didn’t say we didn’t do anything.” She bit her lip and I was interested again.

“And?” she shrugged.

“And.....maybe dating isn’t that bad of an idea.” She admitted, her cheeks turning pink as she couldn’t stop smiling.

“Is he good?” I smirked. “Some guys are only good at sex and not anything else..then again some are only good at everything else…..it’s finding one good at everything that’s hard.”

"Well we've only had sex..." she trailed off and I quirked an eyebrow.

"So you did cuddle him. Don't lie to me Camille Schon," I made a serious face that had my bestie laughing again.

"He's a great kisser... and he's good with his fingers, I'll tell you that much," Cami grinned and her face turned red as I squealed.

"You let him finger you!" I asked making Cami hide her hands in her palms like we were in public, but we were in my apartment. She was silly. "How many fingers?!"

"Oh my god," she dropped her hands and looked at me, both of us still grinning like idiots.

"Fine. Don't answer that one, but did he at least make you cum?" I asked with a serious face again, grinning slowly when Cami nodded her head.

"Finally!!"

"Finally?" Cami raised an eyebrow, "I never had any problems in that department."

"Yeah but making yourself cum is totally different," I shook my head. "When are you seeing him again?"

"Well I'm seeing Perry this weekend..."

"Two guys?! Has an alien abducted your body?!" I asked smirking.

"I'm not sleeping with either of them. And before you say that I should? I'm going to change the subject. How are you?"

“Me? I'm fine. I'm happy to have Cami time.” She grinned.

“I'm happy for that too.”

“You’ve had enough Cami time, it’s man time now.” I teased and she glared at me.  “I’m sorry! I had to.” She shook her head and tilted it to the side.

“Do you want to talk about it?” I shrugged.

“What should I say?” Cami shrugged.

“Anything that you were too scared to tell Ben?” I swallowed and looked back at my best friend.

“I knew I was wrong. I knew it was wrong all along but I didn’t leave until it got so bad I couldn’t not.” Cami sighed.

“I wish I could have been there for you.” I nodded.

“I know. But you were too busy getting knocked up.” I winked and she grinned.

“Oh right I think I remember that.” I nodded.

“He was gorgeous though. A singer, awful but there was something about him just being everything my family would hate.” I laughed. “I guess I was just rebelling and didn’t want to admit I was wrong.” Cami grabbed my hands and shook her head.

“It wasn’t your fault Chloe. You make really poor decisions with men, that’s for sure. But what he did to you? That’s all on him.” I shrugged.

“Maybe. Can we go back to you again? It’s funnier.” I grinned.

“I'm so glad you think my love life is funny.” Cami shook her head and I smirked as I gave her a semi guilty face.

“Thanks.” I said, leaning my head to the side.

“For what?” I shrugged.

“Being my best friend.” Cami grinned and leaned over to kiss my cheek.

"Always baby." I smiled and opened the bottle, painting my pinkie finger without another word. Biting my lip as I thought out loud.

"Sometimes I wonder if it was real love..." I trailed off slowly. I still remembered the feeling of being young and thinking someone loved me, thinking it was real and true. "I mean, true love, it shouldn't be so easy to give up, right?"

"Was it?" she asked me, "Leaving Sam and coming back home?" I pursed my lips. I hadn’t really thought about it being easy or hard. I had just known it was necessary.

"I'm not sure... but I meant, did you ever completely get over Ben? Can you look at him and feel nothing? No physical attraction, no regrets? Is it just gone now?" Cami swallowed and kept staring at me before breaking the gaze to look at her toes. For a second? She looked like the 12 year old girl who was in love with my big brother again.  

"No, of course not," she answered honestly.

"I thought so," I said quietly and smiled. "So when can I meet Dante?"

"You want to meet him?" I raised an eyebrow. I shrugged my shoulders,

"The guy you're wasting your time with until you and Ben realize you're still in love with each other? Why not?"

"It's not like that." Cami sighed.

“Yeah we’ll see. Plus I didn’t get to meet the stallion before so I should definitely get to now.” I grinned and Cami shook her head.

“You will not call him that in front of him!!” she called out as I headed towards the kitchen, grabbing some vodka and cranberry juice out of the fridge and pouring myself a drink.

“Want one?” Cami shook her head.

“Vodka hits me pretty hard.” I rose a brow at her.

“Yeah, that’s the point.” She smirked at me.

“I thought you were being miss good girl so that Tristan will like you.” I took a sip of my drink and nodded.

“Do good girls never drink vodka?” I asked her, tilting my head to the side. Cami shrugged.

“I don’t know.” I narrowed my eyes as I felt myself start grinning.

“You do instead you’re a super good girl.” Cami sighed.

“I am not.” She shook her head and then ran her fingers through her long hair. “I’m just….a mom.” She ended. I looked at her for a second, wondering just what it would have been like to trade places. Her childhood was pretty much taken from her, she had to grow up fast and the stress of it had caused her to lose the love of her life…..but when we were with Gabe? I knew it was all worth it. Maybe I would have been a happier person if the tables had been turned. Honestly? When I was a little girl all I wanted was to grow up and find true love and have little babies of my own. I wasn’t totally sure when that changed.

“You can’t use that cutie, both our parents drink.” I pointed out trying not to knock my newly painted nails against anything.

“Not like you.” She smirked and I rolled my eyes, waving my hand.

“Whatever, I'm not in public so what Tristan doesn’t know wont hurt him.” I winked and sank into the couch next to her. “Plus I'm over him anyways.” Cami snorted.

“Yeah sure.” I turned towards her.

“Oh? Shall we get into a conversation about who’s not over who?” I asked, grinning as she sighed. “I want to meet Dante! Or at least show me pictures.” I smirked, cuddling up next to her tiny body.

"You might need to get me drunk first," Cami joked and I shoved my glass under her nose making it wrinkle like the super cutie she was.

"I was joking."

"And I'm not," I grinned. Cami gave in and took a long slow sip, clapping her hands in feat. "Finish it off, I can make another." she finished the glass, as I made another and I grinned. "Thirsty I see."

"Sometimes I need liquid courage to hang with you," she stuck out her tongue and I tossed my head back as I laughed before looking back at her.

"I love you Camille Schon."

"I know. I love you too," she grinned slowly. "I keep telling myself if I would have just fallen for you, things would have been so much easier."

"But then mister Gabriel wouldn't be here," I pointed out, sipping my glass as Cami reached for the vodka before adding so much juice she might as well have just drank it straight.

"Or how big your brothers penis is," she said with a straight face and I scrunched up my face. I was a very visual person and that was not something that I ever needed to hear about. So I changed topics quickly.

"I wonder how big Tristan's is..." Cami quirked an eyebrow,

"Oh, we're back on him already? Maybe we should ask Ben since the two seem especially close." I choked on my drink and set it on the table, holding a hand up to my mouth. Dear god. Another visual I did NOT need.

"Take it back?"

"Are you kidding me? I take long baths while imagining that," she replied. I pulled my knees up to my chest and studied her face as she turned slightly pink.

"When you have Cami time, who do you think of?" she rolled her eyes and took another long drink.

"Jared Leto," I just laughed. I didn’t ask her who I thought about.

"Yeah because he's literally the complete opposite of what you go for," I rolled my eyes, not believing it for a second.

"Just admit it's my brother and I'll drop the subject."

"Only because I was with him for so many years!" she admitted, finally then winced as if she could take it back. She grabbed her phone from off the table and typed something in before handing it to me. "There's the stallion."

“Oh my god. How do you not think of him during Cami time?!” I asked, zooming in on his face. She bit her lip.

“Chloe.” She shook her head and I fanned myself.

“Maybe I’ll use him for Chloe time instead.” I smirked and Cami started giggling, probably buzzed already. I swear she was the biggest lightweight I’d ever met.

“That’s super weird Chlo.” She smirked shaking her head as she looked at his picture. “He is hot though huh?” I nodded.

‘Hell yeah!” I grabbed her phone. “Let’s sext him.” I smirked and Cami grabbed her phone back from me.

“I can’t sext WITH you! That would be a sexting threesome!” we both burst out laughing at that one and I shook my head.

“Then do it yourself! At least you have someone to sext.” Cami rose a brow.

“I thought you’ve been texting Tristan all week.” I groaned.

“Yeah and you should see that conversation. I swear he’s just mean!” she rose a brow.

“So then just jump him.” She smirked and I knew she was buzzed. I made a face…but then she had a point.

“Maybe.”

“Besides you’ll get bored after one night anyway it’ll be good for both of you. Do you have any ice cream?” she asked running into my fridge. I nodded.

“Get me some too! Chocolate!!!” She grabbed a carton out of my freezer and two spoons before skipping back to me. Seriously. She literally skipped. I was beaming at her.

"What?!" she asked with an eyebrow raised, the top off and her spoon already scooping.

"You are the cutest person alive," I said with a grin.

"The second you mean," she corrected me. "Gabe will always be first." I grabbed a spoon and dug into the ice cream,

"Fine, second. Such an adorable family you have. Speaking of which, has Dante met Gabriel?" she shook her head,

"No, of course not."

"Ben is going to flip when that happens." I said seriously, knowing that was an understatement.

"He's never introduced one of his girlfriends to Gabe?" she asked, trying not to seem interested but I knew better. My god those two were ridiculous. They couldn’t just be together and be happy?!

"He hasn't even introduced ME to one of them!" she smiled at that, probably not noticing…but I did.

 "So I think he knows about your crush on Tristan..." Cami trailed off, sucking on the spoon as she grinned again.

“Oh he knows.” I agreed. “And does not approve.” I added, taking a big bite and leaning back.

“Is that why you want him?” I looked back at Cami.

“Because he’s off limits or because my brother has a crush on him?” Cami snorted.

“The first one.” I shrugged.

“Could be.” Cami shook her head.

“You’re so silly Chlo. You could have any guy you wanted and you choose the ONE that doesn’t want you back?”

“I don’t like him. That’s the thing. He’s mean. He’s cold. He can’t hold a damn conversation and I have literally no reason to like him other than the fact that he’s gorgeous.” I admitted. Hey at least I knew my issues.

“Maybe you just need to get laid.” Cami smirked, giggling as she said it. I rose a brow.

“Did we switch places and no one told me?” she shrugged.

“I'm the one getting some.” She replied, biting down on her lip as my jaw dropped.

“Oh my god you’re right.” I shook my head. “Well at least you needed it more than me.” Cami grinned into her ice cream as she blushed and I beamed at my friend.

“Seriously Cami, any guy who’s making you grin like that? Is worth a second chance. Why did you guys break up anyways?” Cami’s blush deepened, but this time she wasn’t smiling. Instead she stuffed her mouth full of ice cream and shrugged. “You’re going to get a serious brain freeze.” I warned as she swallowed and shrugged.

“We stopped talking.” She replied, but I knew my best friend.

“You’re shit at lying Cami…..what really happened?” Cami looked around the room as I tried to read her mind. For a second I thought maybe he’d cheated on her or something, but that wasn’t something she wouldn’t have told me…..unless…"You cheated on him!"  I exclaimed, my eyes wide as hers widened at me. Holy shit. "You really did, didn't you? How? And why?!"

"It's another sex story involving your brother... do you really want to know?" she asked and smirked, back at me as I processed all this new information that my best friend had apparently been keeping from me.

"When?"

"Three years ago."

"You slept with my brother three years ago and didn't tell me?!" I asked her, totally shocked. "I knew you guys weren't over each other! Will you please remind me why you broke up in the first place because I can't remember." Cami groaned and rolled her pretty little eyes,

"I didn't tell you because you'd do your little 'I told you so' dance."

 "I do not have an 'I told you so' dance," I lied. "So then what happened after?"

 "With Ben or Dante?"

"Both."

"I ended things with Dante... and Ben?" she shrugged. "I don't know Chlo, we just don't belong together. We've had our chances and it just didn't work." I just stared at her for a second and shook my head.

“What?”

“You fall into bed together even though you’re with another guy. You. Cami. You’re not a cheater. And then what, you say  “Oops that was a fluke!”” Cami shrugged.

“It was.”

“But let me guess. It was awesome?” I asked, cringing as Cami’s face melted into a smirk that she used whenever she was thinking dirty things about Ben.

“It was…..” she bit her lip and I looked back at her.

“Do you see why I'm confused?!” I asked seriously. “And not just me Cami, me, my parents, your parents, your family, Ames, everyone who knows the story in general?!”

“Drop it Chlo…..It’s not going to happen.” She said softly, almost like she had given into that idea a long time ago, which broke my heart.

“Not until you’re my sister.” I replied seriously. Cami rose a brow. “When you marry Ben we’ll be sisters and then I’ll drop it.” I smirked and Cami shook her head.

“Crazy girl. Why don’t you focus on finding love for yourself instead of forcing it on me.” I laughed.

“Yes I'm an awful friend, always putting you first.” I giggled more and Cami watched me with an amused expression.

“You’re getting drunk.” I nodded pushing the bottle closer to her.

“And you’re too far behind me. Drink up and maybe I won’t talk about Ben more.” Cami sighed and shrugged.

“Might as well.”

"No sighing!" I shook my head, "Leave the dramatics to me." I was much better at it anyways. Cami laughed and refilled her glass, drinking it quickly and wrinkling her nose like Gabe would do in the process,

"Meh!"

"Was that meh for me or the alcohol, you lightweight?" I grinned while she shivered  and my gaze followed her body down a little. "I hope you're not thinking of Ben still since your nips are hard."

"My nips are always hard and you said no more Ben!" Cami said with wide eyes, grinning like an idiot.

"Okay... so Dante..." I quirked an eyebrow and this time she just groaned.

"You're not being much fun anymore."

"I've been giving you far too much information... now it's your turn," she said seriously, refilling both of our glasses. I sighed loudly to prove how much better at it I was and set my chin against my palm,

"What do you want to know?"

"Surprise me."

“Is this our drinking game?” I giggled and Cami nodded excitedly.

“Yes. Our drinking game is you get to spill embarrassing stuff and I get to listen.” She sat indian style in front of me and I shrugged.

“I haven’t even kissed a guy in over a month.” I admitted, looking up at my friend who’s jaw dropped.

“What about that guy you were dancing with when we went out?!” she asked and I rose a brow at you.

“You mean your brother?” I asked before bursting into giggles. “That would be silly.” Cami laughed.

“Hey he’d do it if you really need it that badly.” She grinned, biting her lip as I looked at her.

“If I need it that badly? I’d make out with you.” I said poking her nose. I tilted my head to the side and took in her pretty features. “Honestly if you weren’t in love with my brother I’d make out with you now anyways.” I said seriously and Cami narrowed her eyes.

“A part of me wants to kiss you to shut you up about your brother.” She replied and I smirked slowly before giving her a kissy face making her blush. “Chloe!” she laughed and I pouted.

“Tease.” I said lying on my back and wondering if I should paint my ceilings. I thought weird things when I was drunk.

“Skank.” She replied laying next to me. “We should paint your ceilings.” She said all of a sudden making me burst out laughing.

“What?”

“Nothing. Just glad we’re friends.” I replied softly, squeezing her hand in mine. Cami smiled and squeezed back.

"Tell me more about your lesbian encounter," she said with a grin, tilting her head in my direction and winking.

"Interested in giving girls a try?" Cami rolled her eyes and shook her head,

"Maybe if this thing with Dante doesn't work out."

"You always have the photographer too," I teased, biting my lip as I grinned at my best friend. Silly girl was always complaining about how boring she was when men were asking her to fly to Ibiza with them. Insert head shake here.  "I told Ben about them by the way."

"Them?" she asked and raised an eyebrow at me as I noticed her hesitation. She knew Ben dated, but never talked to him about her own love life. In my opinion? She wanted him to think she was always available.

"Dante and this hot shot photographer," I shimmied my shoulders. "He was jealous....."  Cami rolled her eyes again,

 "He wasn't."

 "Do you want to know what he said?"

"No," she lied, biting at her lip to try and hide her liar grin.

"You do, but I'm not going to tell you now!"

"I'm going to warn Tristan about you, I'm going to tell him you're hunting him like a panther on the prowl."

"What?!" I broke into a laugh,

"It sounded better in my head. See, this is exactly why I never drink."

“I love it instead.” I grinned. “Besides even if I was panther prowling him? He’d turn me down.” Cami just shook her head, and then grinned again.

“Oh tell HIM about your lesbian encounter!” she giggled and I rose a brow.

“Oh so he can think I'm even more of a slu.t?” I sighed. “Maybe I should give Lana a call though…” I trailed off, biting my lip.

“That was her name? What’s she look like?” I rose a brow.

“You seem more than interested.” I teased and she scrunched her nose up like the super cutie she was. “She’s gorgeous, long dark hair, tall, pretty eyes.” I pulled out my phone and slid to a picture of the two of us at a club from a year ago.

“Damn.” Cami smirked. “Maybe you should call her.” I smirked and shook my head.

“I don’t know I think the fact that I’d never done something like that is what made it so hot.” I grinned.

“You said it was the best oral sex of your life. If I had that I wouldn’t just give it up!!” Oh she was walking right into this one….I tilted my head to the side and looked at her.

“Oh?.....and who was the best sex of your life huh?” I asked her watching her open her mouth and then close it.

“Shut up.” She threw a pillow at me and I ducked it.

“Just saying!”