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Cameron Dallas & Taylor Caniff Part 2

8-8shawnwhaddup

You haven't talked to Cameron much ever since the last couple of days. Meanwhile, you'd spend most of your time with Taylor. Besides, he was probably the only one he knew what you were dealing with.
You both just came back from the movies. As Taylor drives, you lower your window feeling the nice breeze cool on your face. You close your eyes for a while until you feel a small vibration on your leg. You thought of it to be Taylor's hand, waking you up, but it was your phone. You flip it over almost immediately as you see Cameron's name pop up on the screen. You could almost feel the butterflies in your stomach as you saw his name. "Hello?" you say picking up the phone. You smile to yourself as you look out the window. "Hey...y/n." it was Cameron. He didn't sound to happy. "Hey, babe...what's up?" you ask.
"I'm pretty good...listen I need to tell you something."
Your heart sank, what could he possibly say? "Yeah, go for it." You say trying to act normal. You saw Taylor give you small looks, as he focuses on the road. "Ok...well." He starts to say through some small breaths. "So, you remember my manager, Tiffany?"
You felt as if your heart was burning on fire. "Yeah..." you sit up in your seat. "Don't get mad babe...but, we kinda. She um, we accidently kissed..."
"You accidently what?" you heard the anger in your voice. "I swear it was a one time thing. I was thinking of you the whole thing, this is why I called you first thing." He explained. You guess he was telling the truth, but it was all bullshit.
"Cam, how could you..."you say hurt. "Y/n, listen to me. I love you and no gir-...manager is going to ruin this for us."
You didn't know what to say, you cherish your times when you talk to Cameron considering how "busy" he is most of the time. "Does this whole thing not mean anything to you?" You simply say through the line as you felt mixed emotions running through your head. You didn't know if you should feel hurt or angry. It was both. "Of course it does, you mean so much to me."
"I don't want to hear it." You say before hanging up the red end button. "But..." you lastly hear until you press. You secretly wanted to know what he wanted but didn't care. It didn't matter anymore anyways. You let out a deep breath closing your eyes. "Should I ask?" you hear Taylor.
You look over to him as he gripped the steering wheel. You saw the veins pop out from his knuckles as if he were angry as well. "He cheated on me." You say.
Your voice cracked. It was hard to have those words come out from your mouth, that sentence just tore you apart. Taylor didn't say much, he just shook his head angrily. "Dick." He mutters keeping his eyes on the road.
You thought about all of the fun times you had with him while he was here with you. You both would walk the school halls together, holding hands, being that perfect couple everyone wanted to be. You'd feed each other food, go on pointless little dates, and even played video games together. You'd take little walks at midnight, promising each other things that are no longer promised. You missed his strong arms around you, feeling his breath on the back of your neck.
"Y/n, you deserve better." Taylor then says. You somehow agreed with him at this point. You didn't need all of this. The thought of breaking up with him made things even worse. Your stomach was tied up in more knots than usual, especially now. "Why would he treat you like that? What a fucking dick, if I ever see him, I will beat the living shit out of him." Taylor started to say. He started going on and on until you couldn't hear it much longer. You started to block him out which is not likely of you. You pretended to listen, agreeing to every thing he would have to say. You just thought about all the things that you both went through. Was it really worthy to break up with him? He lived miles away from you now, and you couldn't do much about it.
You felt your thigh vibrate again from your phone. This time it was a text, from Cameron.
I'm sorry
You started to pick up your phone until you felt a strong hand on your wrist. It grasps tightly around you, eventually to the point where it started to hurt you. "Whatever it says, it's bullshit. It doesn't mean shit." He started to get tense as you obeyed. You flipped your phone over once again to it's backside.
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You spent the rest of the day, crying in bed. Tissues were scattered around your bed, as you watch movies from your TV. You cuddle with Cameron's old clothes, such as he pants and sweatshirt. It still smelt like him, as if he were still with you. Taylor would check up on you every so often, but you needed the time to yourself; he understood.

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