- Day's POV -
Peyton and I went to my house for a bit, still surprised with Cam's reaction.
After a few hours, Peyton went home and I decided to go see what Cam was up to.
I went outside and saw a yellow convertible outside parked outside of his house. My heart started beating faster, whose car is this?
The door was unlocked so I made my way inside his house. I heard banging coming from upstairs. My palms started sweating, what would I find?
My pace quickened. I practically ran upstairs. No Cam, please. I can't find you like this, I thought.
I walked up to his bedroom door. My stomach dropped at the sign.
"Best sex ever," I read aloud.
My shaking hand moving towards the door handle. It was locked. Of course. But I wasn't a bad girl for nothing. I took a bobbypin out of my hair and unlocked the door. I slowly twisted the handle and it was open.
I tip-toed into the room and stopped. My heart literally stopped at the horrifying sight before me.
"Day, Day, Day!" I turned when I heard him moan my name. I had hoped that.... that... nevermind.
- Cam's POV -
I moaned Day's name as I released into the condom, but I heard another name.
"Jay, Jay, ooh, Jay!" Madison panted as she released.
I quickly got off her. "What!?"
"What?!" She yelled back at me. "I didn't come to fuck you then find out that you've been seeing someone else!"
"I haven't been! But you have!" I shouted. "You're with Jay? Jay Moss?"
"No! I-I-.." She paused and took a deep breath. "I give him lessons, alright?"
"You what?" I raised an eyebrow, and threw the condom away. I pulled my boxers back on.
"Well, aren't you teaching that little virg across the street? Day? Is that it?" She put her bra on.
"Yeah something like that." I muttered.
"What!?" A voice screamed. "So you mean to tell me that last night meant nothing to you? Aren't you a dick!"
"Day? What are y- The door was locked!" I shouted.
"Well, somebody taught me." She smirked. "Yeah, that's right Madison. Cam taught me. He damn well taught me how to unlock a shitty door!! And I used that on him, so dammit. Oh and have a nice day."
She walked out of my room. No tears intended. We weren't friends anymore.
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Always the Bestfriend, Never the Boyfriend (Cameron Dallas)
Teen Fiction"This is my girlf—" I paused giving Day a look, the expression on my face turned blank. "This is my bestfriend." ---------------------------------------------- "Cameron," Day said, giving me a cold, hard glare. "You're my bestfriend, not my boyfrien...