There Can Only Be One (A Cameron Dallas and Nash Grier Fanfiction)

Chapter 1

"Cameron I can explain, please don't leave me. You know I can't do this alone," I begged while water welled in my eyes and tears trickled down my cheeks.

His expression was serious and he wouldn't make eye contact with me. He couldn't even look at me, that's what hurt the most.

Cam's eyes swelled and turned into a shade of red as the tears began to fall.

"I can't trust you anymore Kellin. You just fucking shattered my heart."

He put his hands on his face, trying to cover his disheveled appearance.

"Cam," I said reaching out my hand to him.

He slapped it away.

"Stay away from me Kellin. It's not my fault this happened," and with that he turned to leave.

"Wait Cam, if you're not going to listen to her at least hear me out." Nash said.

"You," Cam replied turning around and jabbing his finger into Nash's chest. His eyes were even redder and more swollen. His hair was rumpled and you could see where the tears streamed down his face.

"Stay the Hell away from me also. I never want to see either of you ever again, and I mean it." He didn't yell at all, too hurt to shout, and then walked out of the hospital room. I did this to him, and now, I could never forgive myself.

My life is a fucking train wreck.

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1 Year Earlier

The day had finally come when I got to see my best friend Nash for the first time in months.

Since I lived in the thrilling cornfields of Ohio and he lived in sunny California, we never got to see each other except for the occasional Skype or FaceTime.

I couldn't wait.

Groaning, I rolled out bed and started to get ready.

Throwing on a flowing, purple crop top, I decided on high waisted shorts and a pair of vans. I straightened my curly brown hair, put on mascara and lip gloss, and then left to board my flight.

I arrived at the airport and got my bags weighed. Then I walked through the security and all that fun shit, until I finally got to Starbucks.

"I'll have a caramel frappe chino and a muffin please," I said to the cashier.

"Is that.... wow," He replied looking me in the eyes.

"Yeah," I giggled.

"My name's Clark and in case you're wondering, I'm single."

"That's good for you, shit I'm an idiot."

He turned away and retrieved my order. Man, why can't I talk to guys.

Clark came back, handed me my bag, and I paid.

"Thanks."

"Yeah, no problem," and with that I walked away from creepy Clark.

The lady announced that the flight to Cali was boarding and I rushed over there.

I entered the plane took my seat next to the obese, snoring lady, and the woman with a crying baby. My luck was just wonderful.

This flight better be quick.