More Than Friends (Cameron Dallas fanfic)

CHAPTER 16

I am currently sitting backstage at MAGcon while the M&G part is going on, blasting Stitches in honor of my Platypiss (Shawn, PS IT WASN'T A TYPO).

I literally scream out the chorus.

"YOU WATCH ME BLEED UNTIL I CAN'T BREATHE,
SHAKING.
FALLING ONTO MY KNEES.
AND NOW THAT I'M WITHOUT YOUR KISSES,
I'LL BE NEEDING STITCHES.
TRIPPING OVER MYSELF,
ACHING.
BEGGING YOU TO-"

"What the hell?!" Bart asks, walking in, hella confused.

"Oops?" I shrug, turning down Canadian Perfection's song.

"Don't you wanna go meet some fans?" Bart asks.

"Nope," I say popping the p. "They all hate me."

"So you're gonna hide back here and wait for the Meet and Greet to end and then go home, doing absolutely nothing at all," Bart says.

"Well, I was having a jam session here until you rudely intruded," I laugh.

Matt walks in probably vining something. "And here we have an Ava in its natural habitat-"

"ITS?!" I demand.

Matt literally falls onto the floor laughing.

"I will literally kick your head like a soccer ball, Espinoodles," I laugh, helping him off the floor.

"Hey," Matt says, calming down. "Why aren't you outside with your boy toy?" He wiggles his eyebrows.

"Haters gonna hate," I say.

"Um, that's actually not true. All the girls are asking Cam where his 'gal-pal' is," Matt says, laughing to himself. "C'mon Aves, they wanna see their OTP!"

"Fine," I give in. "Hold up, imma get water."

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"LOOK CAMDALL, IT'S YOUR GAL-PAL!" Nash screams, pointing at me with Matt.

"WATER!" Cam screams and runs over to me, grabs the water bottle from my hand, and chugs down more than half of it.

"Ok?" I laugh softly.

"CAMERON'S THIRSTY!" Carter yells.

A bunch of cheers and laughs go up.

Cam hands back my now 3/4 empty water bottle.

"Thanks, Weirdo!" He says, kissing my cheek.

"AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" Nash shouts.

"Nash, you obnoxious little itch-bay," I say. "Oh wait, where's JJ? I forgot to kill him yesterday."

"DON'T KILL MY BABY!" Shawn shouts grabbing Johnson in his arms.

I clear my throat. "Uh... um, hi! What's your name?" I ask turning around from SHAWN and JJ to a girl who was next in line for the Jacks.

"Y/N," she replies. [A/N: HEY, NOW DON'T GO AROUND NOW THINKING THAT THIS IS SOME CRAPPY IMAGINE. I JUST DIDN'T HAVE ANY NAMES I WANTED TO USE. Ok, continue.]

"Well, Y/N, you're very pretty. Do you want pic with all the guys?" I ask.

She starts jumping up and down, crying and hugging me.

I laugh. "I'll take that as a yes?"

Y/N nods her head like a bobble head.

"HEY GUYSIES, COME HERE FOR A PICTURE!" I yell to the guys with a weird accent. "BY THE WAY, I'M SORRY IF YOU WERE WAITING IN LINE FOR ANY OF THE GUYS RIGHT NOW!"

I take Y/N's phone and prepare to take the picture.

All the guys make cute (weird af) faces for the pic.