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Camille is my current girlfriend. Besides, she starts to get me drunk coming to my house as soon as she pisses herself off. I just got back from my day job and she's waiting to take my head off.

- Oh.

I opened the door and she walked into my house. I put my things down and she put her hands around my neck to kiss me.

- Not tonight, I tell her, pushing her away. I'm tired go home. Good night.

- Oh, come on. I know you can't resist me. And I don't want to go home, I'm better at your place, she said, sitting down comfortably on my sofa.

- Maybe, but it's my place, as you said so well. And I want you to come out.

- Why ?

- Because you're pissing me off, I tell him simply, taking off my t-shirt.

I was heading for the bathroom when she grabbed my hand.

- What are you telling me? You do not want me anymore ? Cam asked both surprised and annoyed.

- You have understood everything. Now, if you'll excuse me...

My phone rang telling me I had a message.

'Do you have anything planned tomorrow? '

The message was unsigned but I immediately knew it was her, which made me smile. I quickly typed in the answer as I sat down on the couch. She finally gave in, much to my delight.

'I pick you up where and at what time? '

I received a response a few seconds later, where she told me the address where I should pick her up. It wasn't too far, in the next town. I answered him.

' Be ready for two o'clock. See you tomorrow, Jessica! '

- It's okay, I'm not bothering you too much?

I had forgotten her… My smile fell for a moment.

- If a little actually. Please close the door behind you when you leave.

- You really are an asshole!

And she left, slamming the door with a masterful gesture. I know I'm an asshole. And I like it. It amuses me, especially with her. But hey, I won't have to put up with it anymore!

The next day, I was waiting standing, leaning against my car, next to a fairly old building. The neighborhood was pretty quiet and there was no one outside. I wondered if I hadn't gone to the wrong place. Or maybe she gave me a wrong address.

But the worst part of all this is that I don't even know if she's coming, she might even be playing me, and yet I stay there, waiting.

After a few minutes I saw her arrive. She had on dark jeans, black sneakers, a light gray cardigan and a small black bag. Simpler as clothes, it's simply impossible! I smiled like an idiot watching her approach me, while she admired the tar on which she was stepping. She only laid her pretty eyes on me once she got to my height.

He's dark, he's got gorgeous blue eyes, a killer smile, he's taller than me, and he's really hot. I had to send him a message, I couldn't spend my Saturday doing nothing anyway! So that's how I ended up sitting in his car the next day.

- I told you we'd see each other again, he said, opening the door of his car to let me in.

- It turns out that I had nothing planned for today, I replied, giving him a small smile.

He ignored what I had just said and walked around to get on his side. He drove off and I saw a kind of triumphant smile on his face. He had won, he had gotten what he wanted. It all started well… After a few minutes, seeing that he was still smiling, I asked him:

- What amuses you like that?

- You.

- Me ? And why ?

- Since you landed, you haven't stopped fidgeting, he replied, laughing.

I've been with him for a few minutes and he's already laughing at me.

- You were already smiling when I arrived, I pointed out to him.

- At that time, I was glad you didn't stand up for me, he exclaimed.