I tried to give Cam the bitch look

I tried to give Cam the bitch look Steph had mastered, screwing my face up until I’m sure I looked like I was having a seizure. I sighed and gave up. “I’m not doing anything, Cam.”
“You’re not?” He raised his brows. “You’re drunk.”
“Am not!”
He gave me a bland look. “A drunk’s famous last words before they fall flat on their face.”
“That has not happened… yet.”
Cam shook his head and then he grabbed my arm, pulling me back into the living room. I thought he was going to make me sit beside him or something, like I was in a time out, but he opened the front door and led me out into the chilly stairwell. 
“Um…” Not what I was expecting.
“You need to go home, Avery.” He let go of my arm and pointed at my apartment door like I had no idea where I lived. 
My mouth dropped open as I clenched the bottle to my chest. “Are you serious?”
“Yes. I’m fucking serious. You’re drunk and that shit is not going down in front of me.”
“What shit?” I took a step back, bewildered. “I’m sorry. Ollie invited me—”
“Yeah, and I’m going to kick his ass later.” Jaw set in a hard line, he ran his hand through his hair. “Just go home, Avery. I’ll talk to you later.”
The back of my throat burned. A thousand thoughts raced through my head as I stared at him. “You’re mad at me—”
“I’m not mad at you, Avery.”
Sure as hell didn’t seem that way. I shuffled side to side. “I don’t want to go home. There’s no one there and I…” I trailed off as the burn in my throat grew. 
Cam drew in a deep breath, closing his eyes. “I’ll come over later and we'll talk, okay? But go home, please just go home.

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I tried to give Cam the bitch look Steph had mastered, screwing my face up until I’m sure I looked like I was having a seizure. I sighed and gave up. “I’m not doing anything, Cam.”“You’re not?” He raised his brows. “You’re drunk.”“Am not!”He gave me a bland look. “A drunk’s famous last words before they fall flat on their face.”“That has not happened… yet.”Cam shook his head and then he grabbed my arm, pulling me back into the living room. I thought he was going to make me sit beside him or something, like I was in a time out, but he opened the front door and led me out into the chilly stairwell. “Um…” Not what I was expecting.“You need to go home, Avery.” He let go of my arm and pointed at my apartment door like I had no idea where I lived. My mouth dropped open as I clenched the bottle to my chest. “Are you serious?”“Yes. I’m fucking serious. You’re drunk and that shit is not going down in front of me.”“What shit?” I took a step back, bewildered. “I’m sorry. Ollie invited me—”“Yeah, and I’m going to kick his ass later.” Jaw set in a hard line, he ran his hand through his hair. “Just go home, Avery. I’ll talk to you later.”The back of my throat burned. A thousand thoughts raced through my head as I stared at him. “You’re mad at me—”“I’m not mad at you, Avery.”Sure as hell didn’t seem that way. I shuffled side to side. “I don’t want to go home. There’s no one there and I…” I trailed off as the burn in my throat grew. Cam menarik dalam napas dalam-dalam, menutup matanya. "Aku akan datang kemudian dan kami akan membicarakan, oke? Tapi pulang ke rumah, silahkan saja pergi rumah.