Dark (Cameron Dallas Fanfiction)

Chapter 8

Last night I slept like a baby. Minding the fact that I was at the edge of the bed all night. I didn't want to get to close to him.

Cameron still isn't awake so I crawl out of bed and retrieve my phone.

It wasn't until I was halfway down the hall till I heard the sound of a guitar. I tiptoed down the stairs as quiet as I could.

There was a boy playing the guitar and singing a familiar tune, Nash Carter and Matt were standing around him holding up their phones at him.

I must have made a noise because the music stopped and they were all staring at me.

"I- uh- your really good a singing" I stupidly spit out.

It wasn't then until I realized that they were looking at my clothes.

I glanced down and sure enough I was in Cameron's shirt luckily it fell just below my bum but still.

They all laugh.

"No- oh my goodness- this isn't what it looks like. Everyone bailed on me- I had no drive home." I state somewhat proud of my harsh tone.

Nash comes walking over to me laughing.

"Who is she?" The singing boy says.

"This" Nash says putting his arm around me. "Is Alexia, just moved here, like you. I'm sure you have seen her youtube videos" he says in a funny tone.

"No I havint" The boy says putting down his guitar.

"I'm shawn" he sticks out his hand and I shake it.

"Is that Cameron's shirt?" He asks

I nod looking down.

"Wow" he states laughing.

"In gonna go change" I say backing up.

"Alexis?" I hear a shout from the top of the stairs .

"Oh my god" I whisper to myself but the others have clearly heard.

I walk upstairs as the boys laugh and get on with their music.

"Alexia!" I shout "it's Alexia!"

"Where did you go?" Cameron says.

"To Explore" I say with passion as I walk by him and into his room.

He steps into the room and I glance at his bare chest. He lifts his left arm up and reveals a tattoo.

"You could have woke me-"

"you have a tattoo?" I interrupt him.

I stand to my feet to get a closer look. Its a date in Roman numerals.

"What does it mean?" I say moving my finger to it.

Cameron pulls away. "Non of your fucking business" he snaps at me.

I knew he would start being a jerk sometime. He was acting too nice last night.

"Whoa calm down" I say slowly.

He just looks at me.

"Whatever I'm going to go get dressed and head out" I say grabbing my clothes and brushing by him.

I walk into the bathroom and start mentally reevaluating my decision to give him a chance. Is it really worth all this crap?

I slide on the clothes I wore last night brush out my hair with my fingers. It has stayed pretty tame through the night.

I rush out of the bathroom to avoid him stopping me but I don't succeed.

"Wait" Cameron says blocking the door way.

"I want to take you some where".

I'm confused by this question and overly shocked. Why should I trust him? He is a jerk and I have to live with that but maybe this could help our friendship.

"Where?" I answer.

"Surprise" he says sarcastically.

I huff. "Can I go home and change first?" I ask. He nods and throws a shirt over his head.

He leads me downstairs and I say my goodbyes to Nash and the others.

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"It's jus-"

"I know where your house is" Cameron says flatly on our way there.

"How?" I respond.

"You know, I basically have the same friends as you."

I silently giggle.

His driving his insane and unsafe but we manage to make it to my house alive.

"You can wait here or come in." I ask.

"Why would I want to stay in here alone?" He states jumping out of his car.

I sigh and do the same.

I rush him to my room so no one sees us.

He sits on my bed while I get ready.

"Do I have time for a shower?" I ask hoping he says yes.

"No" he flatly responds reaching for the book beside my bed. I huff and walk to my closet.

I put on leggings and a band tee with a flannel. It's to cold outside for shorts. I brush my hair out and touch up my make up.

"Hurry the fuck up" Cameron groans. I turn around stare at him weakly.

I grab my converse and my phone. "Ready" I smile.

"Finally" he roughly states.

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"Can we please stop for food?" I groan. We have at least been in the car for half an hour and I'm starving.

"Will you shut the fuck up if we do?"

"Yes" I softly state.

He turns a left and drives straight in the mcdonalds drive through.

After arguing who is paying Cameron won because he shoved his money in the cashiers face and drove off.

I thank him and devour my food in less than 10 minutes.

"Holy shit you were hungry" he says mouth full of French fries.

I suck on my lemonade and shrug

"Ok we are almost there" he says looking at the map on his phone.

Mine starts buzzing and I glance down at it.

Jc: I heard you left with Cameron, you alright?

Me: yes I'm fine. I'll be back soon.

I look up and my eyes grow wide.