faking it ◉ c.d

◉19

◉leah

i sit on the counter, checking my phone:

5:12 PM

•jack♡♡: i was listening to justin bieber and realized that im missing your body. but of course more than that as well 😍.

•trevor👎: dare 1- post a pic of you and cam as a couple on ig.

"ugh, trevor said we have to post a pic as a couple on ig." i groan.

"i need the seasonings, you're in the way." he stands in between my legs.

i glare at him, leaning to the left for him to open the cabinet, "did you even hear me?"

"yeah, but im trying to cook." he leans forward to grab the salt and pepper above my head.

i somehow manage to get a whiff of his scent, "you actually smell nice."

"i always smell nice." he scoffs, slowly closing the cabinet.

"okay whatever, focus. throw out some couple poses that we can do that aren't too gross."

i hop down, walking to where cameron was prepping.

"mirror pic. that's the least gross." he puts everything in the oven before setting the timer.

"alrighty, let's gooo." i drag cameron to the bathroom downstairs.

i turn the light on, looking around for an idea.

i sit on top of the counter, "ok, stand there and act cute or something."

i whip out my phone, opening the app and camera.

he scrunches up his face, "this isn't couple-ish, this is like our weird friendship-ish."

"ugh, then whaddya suggest?" i lightly shout, becoming frustrated.

he grabs my arm, pulling me off of the counter and in front of him.

he turns me around to face the mirror, putting his arms around my waist.

his arm reminds me of jack's arm, except it's warmer and feels more comfortable.

it's strange.

"cameron this is awkward as fuck."

"im well aware, lea'." he rolls his eyes, making me pinch his arm.

"ow! what the f-"

"act cute." i stick out my tongue, making him do the same as i snap the pic.

"oooh, dass cute." i laugh, following cameron out of the bathroom.

i post the pic, as i sit down on the couch, eating some popcorn, "can you go get juice, please?"

i bat my lashes, hoping he'll fall for it like he usually does.

he rolls his eyes, going in the kitchen and coming back with a cup.

"is the food almost done?" i play the movie.

"7 minutes left." he plops down on the couch, earning a look of disgust from me.

"why do you do that?"

"to annoy you." he smirks.

"its working really well." i smile sarcastically, hitting his arm.

he rubs his arm before stretching, laying out his arms on the couch, around my shoulders.

"ok, so eventually we'll have to breakup after 2 months so you hooking up with stacy can be the reason we breakup. but you actually hookup with her afterwards." i lay on his chest.

"so i get someone to spread the rumor that i hooked up with her, then actually do it?" he drinks out of my cup.

i nod, before snatching my cup out of his hand.

he smirks, "salty..."

"cameron, don-"

"or nah!" he yells, laughing by himself.

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