Childhood Friend: A Cameron, Hayes, And Nash Fanfic

Chapter 2: Running Into Cam

We finally landed from our plane and left the airport to our new home. It took us about an hour to move all of our belongings inside our new house. Alright, I think that's everything." The move-in guy announced to us. "Alright. Thank you." My dad gave him a wave goodbye, and the move-in crew left. We looked all around our new house. It was pretty big. About twice the size of an average home. It was a four story house, and, man was it beautiful. We even had a nice, big chandelier that you can see, as soon as you walk in. "Wow..." I looked around in amazement. "This place is pretty freakin' huge." "Yeah. It's a nice house." My mom said, proudly. "I wanna see my room!" Tyler announced. "Me too!!" Tommy added. They both went ahead and zoomed upstairs. I laughed, and followed them up with my suitcases, so that I could see my room too. "Hey which one's my room?" I asked, on the stairs. "All the way down the hallway, last door." My dad, replied. "I think you'll like yours very much." He smirked. "I better." I mumbled to myself. So I walked down the hallway, and stopped at the very last door. Then I slowly opened it. The room was really big. Twice the size of my room back home. Immediately I saw the pretty, dark purple walls. My favorite color. Then I saw a brand new queen sized bed, with purple and blue sheets. I even had purple carpet. And, a walk-in closet. "Oh my gosh!" I cried, enthusiastically. I immediately ran, and jumped into my bed. And to my surprise, it was a water bed. I felt the water move beneath me. "Holy shit." I grinned, happily. "This is fucking amazing!" I exclaimed. "Thanks guys!!" I had to admit, I was pretty spoiled.

After we got settled in our new house, I told my mom that I was going to Asia's house. Her and her family, didn't live in the same neighborhood as us this time. But she was only one block away. So, I went out the door, and headed to their house. The walk was very short, probably like three minutes, and her house was about the size of mine. I knocked on her door, and Asia's sweet mother, (who absolutely adored me), let me in. "Asia!" I called. "Up here, Nessa!" She called back from upstairs. I scurried up the steps and into the second bedroom on the right. I entered, and saw her pretty pink room. She was such a girly girl. But I loved that about her.She had posters of One Direction, Austin Mahone, Justin Bieber, Taylor Lautner, and many other hot male celebrities. And on top of all of that, she even had a huge poster of the viner, Nash Grier, right over her bed. I raised an eyebrow. "Really Asia? Another Nash poster?" I half smirked, and made a face at her. "I'm sorry, I can't help it!" She cried, but still smiling. "He's just so fine. Oh, and look!" She hurried over to the other side of her room, and zipped open a big, clear bag. "I forgot to tell you! My Nash pillows came in!!" She sang as she pulled them both out, and hugged them tightly. They were both white with a picture Nash sticking his tounge out playfully. I crossed my arms, and made a goofy smile as I stared at her. "Isn't he adorable?" She asked me, happliy. "He's aight." I replied, casually as I plopped down in her bed. "Are you kidding me?? Sweetheart, he's more than just "aight." "I don't even know why you obsess over all of those viners anyway. They're just regular people, just like us." I pointed out, crossing my arms. "Um, no they're not. They're perfection!" She argued, gazing up at the ceiling. "Okaay... whatever you say, sweetheart." I just smirked and shook my head. "Hey, you wanna go shopping after I finish unpacking?" Asia asked, as she continued hanging up clothes in her closet. "Didn't you say yourself that you were trying to save your money now? Because we both know that you have a spending problem." I raised my eyebrows at her. "Come on, girl. It's L.A! We have to go shopping." She urged. "It'd be a crime if we didn't." I giggled. "Okay, Miss Drama Queen." I called her that sometimes, because she always took stuff out of line.

After we let our parents know that we were going shopping, we hopped in my pink Mercedes and dipped. "What's the nearest mall?" Asia asked. "Duh! Los Angeles Mall??" "Ohhh, right." As soon as we walked in Los Angeles Mall , we realized that the mall was definetly huge. We looked all around in amazement. "My god. It's so big!" I blurted out. Suddenly, Asia's eyes popped out. "Oooh! Let's go to Body Central!" She pulled me and ran over to her favorite store. I only bought a few things, while she looked like she was trying to buy the whole store. I saw her grabbing many items from the racks all at once. "Easy, girl! Remember your spending problem?" I gave her that mother-like look. "Just pick out your top favorite ones." She groaned. "Alright, mother." After we payed, we went ahead to my favorite store. Forever 21. Then, to Aéropostale. "How do you like this one?" I held up a black and blue striped, long sleeved crop top. "Fabulous." Asia replied, peppy-like. "I might just get the same top! Then, we can be twins!" "Ha, I guess." She grabbed one off the rack and stared at it. Then, she started searching through the rack. "I can't find my size." She frowned. "Go ask a worker." I suggested. She looked left and right, then spotted an tan, average height guy, with familiar hair, and body structure. He was only about ten feet away from us. And, he was chatting with another familiar dude who was tall and had short dark hair with blonde highlights. Asia went ahead and approached them. She tapped the one with the hair. "Hey, excuse me, does this top come in a size---" Suddenly, he turned around, and there he was. Nash Grier. His friend turned around too. And, it was... Cameron? Dallas? My heart sinked, and my jaw dropped. Suddenly, memories flashed back in my head.  I haven't thought about Cam for so long... We havent seen each other in years. 

We used to be best friends when we were little.

Flashback to eight years ago...
Cam and I were running around, laughing in the park. "Beat you to the swings!" Cam yelled. We giggled and raced our way to the swings. I got there first. "I win!" I announced, cheerfully. "Fine. But you push me." Cam sat on a swing. "No way, I won, so you push me!" I protested. "Urgh, fine." He smirked. I sat on my swing and he began to push me, playfully. "Whooo! Higher! Higher!" I shouted, happily. Cam grinned widely.