Loving Cameron Prescott (Slow Updates)

"Somebody Please Help."

CHAPTER SIX

Cameron's POV:

I stop what im doing at the sound of something falling. Or more like who im doing. That would be Hannah.

I turn to see fucking Bailey of all people standing there with her hands covering her eyes, her mouth hanging wide open.

Oh my fucking god.

Hannah speaks before I do, "Oh fuck, I am so sorry we didn't think you'd be back tonight." She rushes, still out of breath.

"I've been gone for three days. I literally texted Cameron two hours ago and told him I'd be here soon." Bailey gives her a come on look.

"Oh, um, well-" Hannah starts but Bailey interrupts her.

"Just please go put some damn clothes on." She pinches the bridge of her nose, clearly aggravated.

Hannah scatters off and I pull my jeans up and zip them quickly.

"Liked the show?" I smirk.

"No. Not really." She frowns.

Why is she frowning. Im sure she had tons of fun with stupid ass Ezekiel.

"Okay." I reply.

"Why were you in the kitchen doing... that while knowing for good and well I as going to be back here soon?" Bailey puts her hands on her hips.

"I didn't know, I didn't even see your text." I shrug.

"And why the hell not?" She exclaims, throwing her hands up in the air.

I glance over to my room, where Hannah went, "I was a little..." I search for the right word, "preoccupied."

She just rolls her eyes before walking away, ignoring Hannah who was walking back into the kitchen.

Hannah looks over at me with a frown after Bailey walked straight passed her.

"I feel bad..." She starts.

"Don't, she'll be fine." I interrupt her.

"This is her place too and she hasn't been here in days and when she finally does decide to come home, she finds her best friend and his girlfriend getting at it in her kitchen." She says all in one breath.

I walk over to her and bring her into my arms, "It's okay, babe, she doesn't even care." I say nonchalantly.

"Really?" She looks up at me.

"Really." I nod.

***

Bailey's behavior for the rest of night was showing Hannah she all but didn't care. she was furious, to say the least.

We were now all sitting in the living room watching fucking Grey's Anatomy on Netflix because B has some kind of weird obsession with it.

It's kind of adorable.

I shake my head at my thoughts. There's not really much adorable about that, if anything, Hannah's the adorable one.

Yeah, Bailey's too mature to be adorable. She's fucking gorgeous.

But not as much as Hannah is.

I remind myself because I should not be putting those thoughts on my best friend instead of my girlfriend.

"So pick me! Choose me! Love me!" Meredith Greys voice brings me out of my thoughts.

I look over at Bailey to see her eyes watered up slightly. I shrug it off, it must be the lighting from the tv.