Imagination| Cameron Dallas (Sequel)

Prom |Chapter 3|

Autumns POV

Its been 5 days and I've managed to gain 17 pounds. Yet before I've lost five. So three more to go, but I'll still be a little underweight. I've really been eating as much I could.

I was able to stand and run about 3 days ago where I wasn't dehydrated anymore. I'm trying to get better, I don't want Cameron to be upset. Cameron posts every so often about progress.

I've learned to relax a little more and stop worrying. My mom is starting to really get better. I feel like I'm bringing Cameron down with me. I was interrupted fromy thoughts

Autumn? You okay? A worried Cameron asked.

Yes Cameron I smiled for real this time.

I love you Cameron I said

I love you too He said in an instant. He leans down to kiss his forehead. His lips land gently on my forehead and he closed his eyes along with me savouring the moment. I see someone snap a picture as he releases. His mother. I bet she probably sent it to him. I blush slightly freakishly smiling widley along with him. Snap another perfect picture by his mother.

My moms taking pictures He whispered chuckling.

There they are I giggle as his phone vibrated. He got onto the "perfect" pictures.

That's going on Instagram He smiled.

Want to take a walk? I asked he nodded and took my hand. We started to walk all around the hospital and talked about anything that we couldn't mention twice. Its like we knew each others secrets and all of our favorites. There was little to talk about since we talked so much before.

Cameron? I asked

Yeah? He bit his lip

Why are you staying here? I asked lowly. His grip tight end a little for my hand.

I want to help you. I want to be here for you. He said looking at my eyes.

Thank you I said. What he said right there gave me hope. Hope, something I really needed right now. I felt my blood pumping. I felt.....happy.I felt like eating. I felt it. I was excited to tell Cameron. Words that were about to come out of my mouth hadn't been used in a week or two.

Let's get some lunch I said happily. His eyebrows raised in a shocking manner.

Okay! He said the happiest as he's ever been since he came.
We walked down to the food court and they served us regular sub's with Hawaiin punch. They already knew I was "anorexic" they weren't trying to make me loose weight. We walked over to a table and sat across from each other. I first took a small bite of the French fry. I remember the salty crunchy and hot taste of them. I then stuck a whole French fry in my mouth and continued the pattern. It made my stomach churn a little but I did it for Cameron. I slowly unwrapped my sub. I picked at it for a while but I built up the courage to take a bite. It wasn't a chefs gourmet or anything it was just a plain hospital sub. But it tasted like home to me. I couldn't wait to go back home. I was getting sick and tired of our tutor talking about Algebra and how he loves it so much. With 15 minutes I managed to intake 500 calories and I was done. We continued to wall around the hospital until we decided to go back. I sat in the chair across from Cameron playing on our phones. The doctor came in and cleared her throat to get our attention. I quickly gained posture and paid attention.

Good news She smiled I nodded and waited for it

If you could gain 3 pounds bye tommorow afternoon we could let you out. She said looking at her clipboard that rested on her waist. Cameron smiled of relief.