Dark (Cameron Dallas Fanfiction)

Chapter 30

"Happy Birthday" He yells into my face. "Thanks Brandon" I reply taking his flowers.

Brandon Williams. Former boyfriend. Current annoyment. He stands infront on me with his usual, khakis, red plaid shirt and hat the wrong way. He still has a way to make my heart melt. "Im taking you up on your offer" he says holding up his Hershel bag.

Did I invite him for a stay? I couldn't have. He walks into the house while im distracted and looks around. "Are you moving out?" He asks. I nod my head not even thinking about his question. Maybe I did invite him. Probably before my Cameron days.

"What?" he shouts. "You just moved in" he tells me. "I know, Its a long story" I explain. I am honestly in such shock. This visit cannot turn out good. Cameron and I are finally on a good level. This can only break us. He could not have picked a worse time too! Just before the move.

"Alexia?" He pokes my shoulder. "Uh yeah sorry, just tired" I half smile. "Oh sorry we can get some sleep" he smiles. "please?" I beg. "There is an extra bed just across the hall" I point up the stairs. We exchange hugs and part our ways.

Than it hit me like a fly on the windshield. This could ruin everything. Brandon's random appearance could cost me my new "relationship". I grabbed my head in hope that it would cure the pounding but it didn't. I run down the stairs and rummage through the cabinets in search or an Advil. I stop when I come across a bottle with clear liquid. I grab it and notice the sticky note attached.

Alexia,

Your going to need this living with Cameron.

-Andrea xoxo

"Looks like your getting an early down" I smile to myself as I pour a glass of the drink. I down it in less than a second and in the next hour the bottle is gone. Even though I lost control of my stability and mind I still frown upon myself for turning to alcohol when times are rough. I knew first hand the side effects of this poison but I still did it.

"Alexia?" I hear a familiar voice call from the hall. I flicker on the lights and see Brandon walk into the kitchen. His messy brown hair and his exposed chest left me jaw dropped. The plaid pants helped a bit too. Why did I dump him again? Oh because I dropped everything to move to this city. Wow does Brandon ever look hot. "Have you been drinking?" He runs over to me laughing. I nod and sit in the chair closest to my bum. "LA has certainly changed you" he smiles at the empty bottle. I nod again in agreement.  "So how has LA really been?" he asks me with narrow eyes. "All in all Brandon, good" I admit.

"good" He smiles. "Why did you come?" I ask rationally. "I mean, what made you come now?" I recover myself. "I missed you lexia" He smirks grabbing my chin. This cant turn out good. Should I tell him im taken?

I turn my head away. His smile fades. "what's wrong?" he asks me. I try to lay it on him easy. What the both of us had was long and loyal, I mean for me to end it over distance must have been hard but coming here, single, was something I had to do.

"Coming here was flash decision and you know that" I start. "I had to start living instead of existing. And everything I did here was to better myself" I rambled on my drunken words. "I met someone" I finally got to the point and looked up to meet Brandon's expression. But when I did, I wish I didn't.

He tried to speak but he couldn't. We stood in silence for too long but he broke the silence before I could. "I knew you were going to" He sighs touching my forehead. "Your to beautiful to stay alone" he half smiles.

I can tell his body is here, but his mind is somewhere else. "We should talk more tomorrow, You clearly need some sleep" Brandon smiles. He gives me soft kiss on the forehead before he jogs up the stairs. I clean up my mess and soon follow.

I look at myself in the mirror. I probably look like a pathetic mess. My light brown hair is up in a bun and im wearing my old pajamas from grade ten.

I jump into bed and start to think of everything that could go wrong. I thankfully fall asleep before I can over think things.

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"How should we wake her?" I can hear Acacia say. I have been up listening to them hover over me for five minutes im just not ready to open my eyes. "just smack her" Trevor giggles. I try to keep a straight face rolling over so they wouldn't see me brake a smile. "Just leave her" I can hear Cameron spit out. The other tell him to shut up all at once. "Maybe Brandon should wake her up with a kiss" I can almost feel Andreas smirk at Cameron. But im to busy listening to a glass shatter on the floor. "Your a klutz" Jenn shouts. "I think the term is cant take a joke" Andrea giggles. Kian must have been tired of the bickering because he pulled the covers off my bed and flipped my over.  "Wake up birthday girl" he smirks at me.

I open my eyes and laugh at them. Jc, Sam, Kian, Connor, Ricky, Trevor, Andrea, Jenn, Nash, Cameron, and Brandon all crowd around my bed holding balloons and wrapped gifts. "Happy Birthday!" They all yell except Cameron. Typical.

"open your gifts now because you have a busy day" Acacia smiles at me. Everyone mostly got me gift cards and money. I was just thankful they got me anything. Cameron left the room when everyone was giving me their gifts. I still haven't seen him.

"now pull yourself together, you look like shit" Nash sassily says to me. I laugh and shoo them out of my room. I quickly retrieved my phone and checked twitter.

"Not about Cameron spending time with Alexia" 

"I guess I ship Cameron and Alexia, he seems happy"

"Who's Alexia?" 

The tweets were endless. I didnt know what they were talking about until I passed the link someone shared. Cameron made a new vine. I didnt know If I should open it but I did anyway. 

I was sitting on my bed as everyone screamed happy birthday. The next clip was me opening up one of my gifts smiling up at Connor who made a funny joke. I must had watched it for atleast 10 minutes because Acacia had knocked on the door and told me to hurry up. I was just about to close it until I saw the caption. "Happy Birthday Alexia <3" He put a heart next to my name. That was big for him. Public affection is not something Cameron does. Especially on the internet. 

I tried to push that out of my mind and jump in the shower. I washed up quick and and dried my light brown hair wavy. I decided on a dark flannel with a white low cut shirt and black shorts. "Ready" I smile as I step out of my room and down the stairs. 

As I didn't hear a response I jogged down the stairs faster until I started to hear screams. I reached the bottom of the stairs and stropped my phone. "CAMERON" 

(Hey ok so alot of youo wanted it to be Riley at the door but dont worry ;) we havint seen the last of him! and I lost my phone for the week so ive missed some of the Magcon drama and gossip. Can anyone fill me in?) atleast