Our Love Story

9

I woke up at around 3 am to a sleeping Cameron talking in his sleep. I just listened.

"I...I....I....love...you....you....Bella," he moaned in his sleep. I stared in awe at him. I reached my arms around his neck and passionately kissed him. His eyes fluttered open in the middle of the kiss. He immediately kissed back.

"You know you talk in your sleep," I whispered kissing his neck.

"NO I don't," he stuttered.

"Yeah apparently you love me," I whispers against his neck. He groaned and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I do not," he said. I sat up and wrapped my legs around his waist.

"Admit it Cameron Alexander Dallas, admit that you love me," I smirked.

"I don't even like you," he smirked. I got off of him and walked to my bags. I decided to go to the gym. I walked in front of Cameron and changed. I felt his eyes rack my body. I smirked and made sure he could see everything. He started groaning. I finished changing and then put my running shoes on. I tied my hair up into a bun and crawled on top of Cameron.

"Did you like that," I moaned against his chest. He nodded eagerly. I smirked and slapped him across the face hard. I got off and grabbed my phone. I walked downstairs and into the gym. It was empty except for an old women walking on the treadmill. I walked past get and wrapped my hands in tape. I walked over to the punching bag and started beating the shit out of it. About 4 hours later I was drenched in sweat and my hands were bleeding from the tape falling off. I grabbed my phone and saw a few missed calls from Cameron and a ton of texts. I walked into the elevator and I went up to our floor. I opened our sweets door and saw the boys pacing the room.

"I'm back," I yelled. My hands killed and they were bleeding like crazy.

"What the actual fuck Isabella where were you," Cameron yelled staring at me. I rolled my eyes and walked to my suitcase. I need a shower. I sighed and walked into the bathroom. I started the shower and stood in front of the mirror while it warmed up. My hands killed and my body was absolutely sore. I got in the shower seeing that I forgot a towel, my body wash, shampoo and conditioner, and clothes. I grabbed my phone and decided to text Cameron.
Me: can u do me a favor😳
Damn Cam💛💙💜💚❤️: what?
Me: I need my body wash, shampoo and conditioner, a towel, and a bra and panties😏
Damn Cam💛💙💜💚❤️: Okay I'll be right in!!!!😏
Me: That's what she said😮<--------3
I heard shuffling on the other side of the door and then laughing. I got in the shower again and started getting wet. All of a sudden Cameron walks into the bathroom.
"Cam," I said.
"What," he snapped. Well that hurt.
"I need my soap and stuff," I said quietly.
"Where the hell did you go this morning for almost 5 hours," he said loudly but also quietly handing me my stuff.
"I went to the gym asshole," I yelled in his face. He got in my face and he was turning redder and redder.
"Why didn't you just tell me you were going to the gym but your hands were bloody so I was concerned that's all your such a bitch I swear and you dress like a slut," he screamed. I shoved him back and washed out my hair. When I finished I stepped out and wrapped a towel around my body. Cameron stood there with a beet red face and he glared at me. I got dressed and looked at him.
"Your such a douche I fucking swear," I yelled in his face.
"Your such a slut I fucking swear you prance around in front of every guy wearing the sluttiest clothes I wish I stayed with my girlfriend instead of dumping her for your bitchy ass why can't you just be a normal sweet innocent good girl instead of the slut you are," he screamed in my face. I felt tears brim my eyes. I just let tears drop down my cheeks as I noticed his facial features stayed the same. I walked passed him shoving him as I passed and walked into the room. I just laid on the bed I'm sharing with Taylor and let tears stream down my face. I felt the bed dip beside me and felt arms wrap around my waist. I turned over and saw Taylor. I smiled and hugged him around the torso. I saw Cameron walk out of the bathroom with a scowl. He saw me and Taylor and left the room with a door slam. I laid my head down on Taylor's chest and fell asleep into a horrible dream.