Im sorry (nash grier and cameron dallas)

Ch 10

When Cams car arrived I was sitting on a bench. A cold old bench outside if the hospital. crying. thinking about Nash.

What the hell am i going to do. I said in my mind

Cam interrupted my thoughts

"Hey." he says in a sweet voice

I didn't say anything

"It's going to be ok. I promise." he said

"No it's not, you and I both know it. I don't know what to do. IM SO FUCKING CONFUSED!" I said sobbing into his chest

"Hey, hey, look at me. baby look at me. everything will be ok. I know you are so confused, but trust me I'm here for you when ever you need me I'm just one step away and you know that. I.. I've never felt like this before, with anyone. and to be honest I'm scared. I'm really scared. I'm scared that I'll get hurt and that you will break my heart. but something tells me that it's worth it and that in the end we will still be together weather it's as friends or a relationship, but please calm down. Nash will be ok. he will get better. I know it. Nash is so strong when it comes to pain or injuries. I promise." he said with such a sweet voice.

" Thank you, thanks for being here for me, and yea I know Nash will get better but he's going to be pissed at me." I said crying

"Bæ, it's ok, it's freezing, so let me take you to my place and we can talk more when we get there, ok."

"Ok, but promises me something"

"Anything" he said

"Don't ever leave me."

"I promise I will never leave you."

Then he cupped my face and kissed me

5 minutes passed of us kissing

He pulled away

"I better get you home" he said smiling

"Ok." I giggled

With that he got up and held my hand and lead me to the car. he offered to hold my oxygen tank but I said I had it. he is the sweetest guy I've ever met. apart from the part were he bullied me since we were in 3rd grade.

I still don't understand why I forgave him.......

The car ride was silent.

I was looking out the window and looking at Cams reflection. his jaw was clenched. it allot look like he was mad.

"Cam?" My voice came out quieter that I had expected it.

"Yea" he said coldly

"Are you mad at me"

No answer

I turned around to look at him and he had tears streaming down his face and i didn't even know why he was crying.

"Why are you crying?"

"Why does it have to be so complicated! I....i like you a lot, and yea I know Nash like you too but he doesn't understand that I need you. why can you just pick me Hazel."

"I'm only human, Cam and as much as I would like this to be easy it's not, you and I both know that I like you too, but right now I don't like you more than a friend. but don't think I'm friend zoning you because I'm not I just need some time that's all." I said in a quiet calm voice

"Fine, you need Time I'll give you time." he said in a harsh tone.

He pulled over to the side of the curb.

"Get out" he said

"What?"

"I said get out if my fucking car"

"Why"

"Because I'm done with your shit, you are always like, oh I need time and shit like that and even when I told you I liked you you didn't care. so get out"

"Cam don't do this to me, please, I'm so sorry"

"Get out." he said in a whisper

"I knew I shouldn't have called you, why do I always fall for it I'm so stupid. you said your done with my shit? well guess what you bullied me for 6 years and what did I do I had to deal with you. hitting me, and insulting me until I had no more self-esteem."

After my stupid long speech I opened the door and stepped out.

"Wait" he said

I slammed the door shut and started walking. I heard the drivers door close.

"Hazel wait."

"I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that."

"I can only take so much cameron, and to be honest I can't take anymore from you."

He pulled my arm and then gasped.

Then I realized that my sweater sleeve slid up when he pulled my arm.

He saw it

My scars.

"Hazel, I'm sorry, baby please why do you do this."

"Get away from me. you've already done enough."

"Why do you cut yourself"

I started walking away

"Hazel stop and tell me"

"You wanna know why, remember all those times you told me to kill myself and that I should just cut to death."

"You know I didn't mean that."

"Then why did you say it" I said

"I was stupid"

"Well now you know why" I whispered

"Hazel I'm so sorry, please don't ever do this again!" he said I between sobs

"How does it feel" I said

"What?"

"How does it feel to be the reason why someone cuts them selfs"

He fell to his knees and started crying harder that I have ever seen him cry. he hugged my legs

"Baby I'm sorry I feel horrible."

"Leave me alone" I said dryly

"No please let me stay with you"

I reached down and in clasped his hands from my legs and turned around and started walking home.

"Hazel!" he yelled

I kept walking and after about 30 minutes I reached my home and unlocked the front door and went to my room.

I took off my clothes and put my pjs on and just laid on my bed.

Then I looked over and saw my blade

I got up and took it to the bathroom. I locked the door and sat on the cold tile floor. sobbing into my hands.

The blade was cold against my skin

Cut after cut my arms were sore and bloody.

I washed it off and put a bandage over it.

I want to bed with 15 new cuts on my arm.

Authors note:

Hey guys sorry for the super late update I've been super busy with homework and sports. but sorry for the surprise at the end. I've decided to make it more intense. Sadly Hazel self harms I know it's sad but my story was getting boring sorry again

Love you lots

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