CHAPTER 15

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As I got home, I figured out that Cameron's car was following mine.

I got down and texted him. I took a little peek to check his reaction and he looked happy. Why was he happy? Does he like me? Let's not hope here. I went to his car and knocked on his window.

he looked at me and opened the door. I brought him to my room and we sat down. "Okay. You followed me home. What do you want?" I asked him. "You." He said.

I don't get it. He followed me home, he made out with me, he payed for my meal, he likes it when I text him and he said he wants me.

What does he mean? I just stared at his light brown eyes and licked my lips.

CAMERON'S POV

God. That was a bad idea. I love her and I wanna tell her, but I have a girlfriend. I may have made out with Alison like twice, but I pretended to be drunk.

Her dirty blonde hair is beautiful. her hazel eyes are Beautiful. Her freckles are beautiful. Her attitude is beautiful. She is beautiful.

I just don't think I'm boyfriend material for her. I don't think I'm enough. I need to be better. But I'm already the best I could be!

Is it because of my lip piercing?

Is it because of my blonde hair?

Is it because of my brown eyes?

Is it because of what I wear?

What is it? I'll change anything just for her.

She makes me smile. I love her. I wanna tell her but I can't. She means everything to me.

I walked closer to her and made her sit on my lap. I love her eyes, her blonde hair and everything.

I grabbed her by her hair and licked my lips. I opened my lips and kissed her, she seemed scared, so I just decided to slow down.

She unbuttoned my flannel and continued to kiss me. I never knew that she could be so excited when it comes to this.

I had nothing inside my flannel, so I was already half naked. She took off her shirt and looked at me.

She bit her lip and kept kissing me. I don't know if she is drunk or something, but I just know she doesn't like me.

I laid down on the bed and she was like sticking her butt out but her chest was touching me.

She sat down on my lap and took a couple deep breaths. She bit her lower lip and took off her sleeveless shirt and went back down.

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