Beep Beep! My phone vibrated against the bed side table. I roll over and pull it towards me.
From Zayn:
Hey Cam! Sorry i texted so late had practise, you still up? xx
I smile as my fingers jump from letter to letter
To Zayn:
Hey Zayn, yeah im still up :) how are you?
From Zayn:
Im great! I have to get some sleep, wanna come to a concert tomorrow? Backstage to none other than 1D! :D xx
To Zayn:
Haha sure sounds great! Have a good night ttyl! :)
From Zayn:
Goodnight Cam ill text you tomorrow morning xx
**Next morning**
My ears strain to block out the annoying beeping coming from my phone. I groan as i unlock it and turn off the alarm. I stumble into the bathroom trying to brush out the knotts. After brushing my teeth, applying some skin colored eye shadow, a brush of eyeliner and some mascara i recieve a message.
From Zayn:
Hey, i hope i didnt wake you bur if you're up for it you wanna come over and hang out with me and the boys? xx
To Zayn:
Nah, been up for a while. Sounds fun! What time should i be over at?
From Zayn:
Can you aim for 2? You can hang with us all day and we can take you to the Concert with us. Hey just a question... Are you afraid of anything? xx
To Zayn:
2 sounds good and nothing that i cant handle! Well maybe except spiders, fire, the dark and scary things lol :)
From Zayn:
haha, Okay ill just have to hold your hand ;) Wear something comfy! see you soon. xx
I go into my room and throw on a pair of blue ripped skinny jeans, a crop top with an American Flag on it and with it straightened, put my hair into a high pony tail. My phone tells me its already 1 o' clock so i hesd out the door. I enter Zayns adress into my GPS and head down the busy street to the most expensive hotel in the city. Figures.
"Knock knock!" I yell through the door. Zayn opens the door and welcomes into a warm hug. He turns with his hand still wrapped around my waist and leads into the living room. "SUPRISE!!!!!" 4 boys jump out from their hiding spot behind the couch screaming.
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Behind closed doors
FanfictionCameron is almost 18. So close, just four months until she can make it out. No one knows what she has been through, how she survived. How she still volunteers to take the hits for her 8 year old sister. Her drug addict father who takes his anger out...
