faking it ◉ c.d

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◉leah

i follow cameron down the stairs as trevor and the soccer team cheer him on.

"my man cameron just scored!"

"trevor, sh-"

cameron turns around to whisper, "its for the bet."

i roll my eyes and nod, rushing through everyone to say bye to the crew.

i see everyone too busy drinking or dancing.

i notice jack flirting with a girl, making my heart sink.

he glances at me before smirking, noticing my hurt face.

i rush back toward the door with cameron following me.

"leah, wait up!" i get in the front seat and he gets in the driver's seat.

"what's wrong? is it trevor?" he pulls off, racing home.

"slow down, cameron." i slap his arm, causing the speed to drop from 78 to 67.

"what happened?"

"nothing. i wanna go home. we shouldn't have gone to that stupid party anyway, it was fucking lame." i spit.

"chill leah."

"cameron, don't fucking tell me to chill and just drive the fucking car!" i snap, causing his eyes to grow wide.

he stays silent the whole way home, while i stay tense.

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"leah, you know that i care about you, right?" he questions as i get ready for bed.

i take off my makeup, "whatever point you're trying to get to, get to it."

"i just wanna know why you're mad. is it me?"

"honestly, i wish it was you, so i could easily get over it."

i take my sports bra and shorts into the bathroom with me, closing the door.

"who is it? i don't like seeing you mad." he speaks through the door.

i quickly change before brushing my hair and opening the door.

"its jack. you were right about him not waiting for me because i saw him flirting with a girl. he saw the look on my face and fucking smirked." i fume.

"do you wanna cry or rant?"

"both, but im not a punk. i just wanna sleep." i plug up my phone before getting in my bed, sitting next to cameron.

i turn off the lamp next to me and lay down.

"leah, im sorry. i didn't mean for you to be hurt."

he pulls me into his chest, allowing me to feel his heart beat.

nothing is heard except our faint breathing.

he speaks up, "what do you need me to do?"

i look in his eyes, which stare at me full of sorrow and sadness.

"since when have you cared so much about me?"

"i always have. just because you didn't care doesn't mean i didnt." he chuckles.

i laugh, "why would i care about some dick who only drives me everywhere and taunts me all the time?"

"because you love me." he teases.

"no, you love me. you're like in love with me. ive never seen a boy so crazy about me."

he laughs, "in your dreams, babe."

i gasp before getting on top of him to tickle him.

he starts laughing really loud, "stop, no!"

his giggles fill the room, "say you're crazy about me." i continue tickling him.

"leah, stop!" he laughs harder.

i stop, "tell me you're crazy about me."

"why would i lie?" he smirks before i start tickling him again, turning that smirk into a giggle.

"say it!"

"okay! just stop!"

i stop tickling his stomach, "im crazy about you. happy?"

"ecstatic, babe." i mock, still sitting on top of him.

i feel his dick getting hard, making my eyes grow wide.

"cameron!" i slap his chest.

"what? you're the one sitting on me!" he laughs.

"okay, i know im a real turn on, but now this is getting wild."

he laughs hard, "shut up, you are not a turn on."

"says the boy whose dick keeps rising when im around."

i get off of him, "go do your business in the bathroom, im not taking care of it."

"you caused it!"

"but its your dick."

he gets up and goes to the bathroom, closing the door as i get comfortable and close my eyes.

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..sorry for the wait but it's summer now so i have alot of time and inspiration.

i really wanna post a jb fanfic but idk, i might not.

lemme know if you want me to make one (prolly not bc you can barely keep up the books you have, lunatic) lmao.

i still have to make new covers so the next update could possibly be delayed.

anyway, bye guys xoxo.