Opposites Attract - C.Dallas

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I walked back into the living room.

"You can both sleep here if you want." I said.

They nodded.

"Let me take you both upstairs." I said.

They followed me up the stairs and I showed them the two guest rooms.

"Thanks Ciara." Cameron thanked.

"Yeah, Thank you." Nash also thanked.

"Whatever, just don't annoy me." I demanded and turned to walk to my room.

I walked in and shut the door. I sighed against the door. I got in my bed and turned my lamp off and headed straight to sleep.

*Morning-7.45am*
"Wake the hell up!" I yelled at Cameron.

He groaned and hid his face in the pillow.

"Cameron! We have school!" I yelled at again. He still wouldn't move.

"Stupid asshole." I mumbled.

He got up and looked at me.

"I heard that." He smirked.

"Good." I replied and walked out.

I went back into my room and started to get dressed. Once I had finished getting dressed, I walked downstairs and saw Cameron helping himself to cornflakes. I just ignored him and made myself a slice of toast.

"You can't ignore me forever." He mumbled.

"Cameron, I hardly speak to you anymore and you just turn up on my front door and bring an injured person in and expect me to help." I groaned.

"You agreed to help." He replied.

"Only because he was injured. Wasn't there anyone else?" I said.

"No." He simply replied

"So how did you get my number?" I asked.

"Caitlin gave it to me." He replied

I scoffed.

"Why did you need me to help you? Maggie could of helped." I said in annoyance.

"Because I've never forgotten how nice and caring you are. You helped me in year 9 (I don't know what that is in America. Google it or something?) when I cut my knee open in football. You risked your own life to save me from getting shot from Marco. You stopped me from overdosing myself with them drugs. You cleaned all my cuts and wounds and looked after me when I was seriously injured. Don't you remember?" He asked

"Of course I do." I replied.

"That's why I needed you to help me. Maggie doesn't know anything. Only you do." He said which I guess is true.

He's actually being sweet. He's a jerk and that but he's being sweet at the moment.

What the heck am I thinking? I must be crazy. Snap out of it Ciara!

I finished eating my slice of toast and  immediately grabbed my keys.

"Cmon, were going." I said.

He got up and followed me outside. We got in the car. As I put the key in, Cameron stopped me.

"What are we going to tell the school about Nash?" He asked sounding nervous.

"We can just say he's ill?" I answered.

Duh Cameron?!

I turned the engine on and made my way to school.

On the way, Cameron spoke up.