Help Me ~ c.d

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Cameron's pov *

"I found it!" I exclaim. Alia rushes around the island to look at my laptop screen. The four bedroom house is two stories with a beautiful kitchen and living area and backyard and is in such a wonderful neighborhood and isn't too expensive.

"It's lovely! Book a time to go look at it!" I smile and do as she tells me to. She turns back to the food. She serves up the pancakes and hands a plate to me. I take it and start eating.

"Too bad Nash is passed out. He's missing the BEST pancakes ever." I groan. She blushes.

"Shut up." She laughs.

"Make me." I smirk.

"Watch it, Dallas. We were being cute." She warns. We both laugh.

"SHUT UP!" Nash's very tired and angry voice bellows.

"MORNING TO YOU TOO" Alia giggles.

"What's his problem?" I wonder.

"Bad migraine." She states. I nod, understanding. I shut down the laptop and we finish our food in silence. I stand up abruptly. I pull the delicate girl to her feet.

"Let's go. Time to start your working out." I say. She groans and moans and sounds like it's the end of the world. "It's just jogging. It's not like I'm making you scoop up four thousand pounds of elephant crap." I chuckle. She groans.

"Nooo" She drags. I sigh.

"You leave me no choice." I pick her up and throw her over my shoulder. She bangs against my back with her hands.

"Let me down!" She whines.

"Keep it down, Nash's head hurts." I shush her. She pouts and goes limp. I plop her down on our bed when we get in there and get her some running shorts -that have never been put to their use- and a tank top that looks like it could be good to run in. I toss them at her. "Change." She does as I say but without a snarl on her face. I throw on some running shorts and my blue Nike shoes. She pulls on her black Nike's and grabs her phone and earbuds. We both walk downstairs. I write a note for Nash.

Went jogging,
Be back soon
Advil's in our bathroom :)
Sincerely,
Cameron and Alia

We sign and head out to the street. I make her stretch with me before we take of jogging. I decide we can jog to the smoothie place downtown and then take a break, get a drink, then jog home. She listens to her music the entire time.

Every once in a while she runs out of endurance and slows to a walk. I could've run the entire time but I don't leave her behind and walk when she does.

When we arrive at the smoothie place I make us both go in and order smoothies for each of us. Alia chooses a table outside. She sips on her smoothie and people watches.

"You doing okay?" I ask. She nods. "Nothing hurts?" I pry. She shakes her head. "Can you breathe alri-"

"I'm alright! Calm down Cam. You're going insane making sure I'm okay when this was your idea. Do you want me to just call us a cab to get us home?" She interrupts me. I recoil at her words.

"I'm sorry I just worry about you. And we are not calling a cab. Doctor's wanted you to exercise so we are doing just that. I'm sorry." I say. She shrugs.

"It's okay. I just feel like you're overly worried about this. I'm sorry I'm so moody." She apologizes. I cringe.

"Is it that time?" I whisper.

"Cameron! No!" She looks horrified. My face must be something close to the same because she looks at me and a smirk crosses her lips and suddenly we're bursting with laughter and our sides are hurting.

By noon we start our jog home and once we get there I shower and then she does too. I decide to film a video. I choose Alia's suggestion of reacting to viral videos. She sits behind the camera. I admire her beauty as she sits in her messy bun and loose tank top and shorts that she threw on. She's such a beautiful person. I can't help but keep looking at her instead of the camera. Once the video is done my sides ache from all the laughter. I pull out my laptop and start the tiresome job of editing. I place all the clips in it. With the bloopers at the very end. The last clip is me failing to pronounce the name of a video a thousand times before Alia says "I still love you" in an adorably funny voice. Then she comes into frame I kiss her square on the lips. Then I end the video. I hope the fans enjoy the video as I start the long process of uploading. Once it's uploaded I watch the comments roll in.

These fans mean everything to me. Something crosses my eyesight though. Amongst the comments about how I look at Alia and how cute we are and about how people love everything I could of done or said is multiple accounts of people saying that I don't care about my fans anymore. It hurts.

I set the camera up and press record.

"Hey guys. So I just uploaded a video and the comments flooded in as normal but what I saw a lot was that you guys think I don't care about you anymore. That hurts. I don't know what or how I can show you guys how much I love you. You mean the world to me. Everything in my life right now is happening because of you. Well, most of it. Alia was sick for the longest time and she was unconscious for months. I was so upset at that time. It is selfish if you were angry at me for not being there 24/7 at that time. And now she's awake and I'm trying to find a home and restart our lives and you guys think I can constantly be there. News flash, I'm only one man. I can't do everything. You guys mean everything to me. You're my entire life. But Alia is my world. I don't know how to express how much I love her. She might be the one guys. I just want you to be able to understand that I love you but my life is busy right now. I recently was diagnosed with insomnia, I might have found a house to move to, I'm constantly worried about Alia's well being, I don't have time for YouTube, I get more and more stressed out everyday, it's hard in my life right now!And I swear I will try extremely hard to be there more often for you but right now real life needs me. I love you. Don't forget it." And do I shut off the camera and uploaded it raw. Not a single comment. Millions of views and likes. But not a single comment for two hours while Alia went to go with her mother to eat and to go shopping and girl stuff. I watched the screen for two hours. At the end of the second I refresh the page one last time to see one comment. Just one.

We're sorry
Really sorry
We love you too
Just don't grow up too fast please
Some of us still need you
xoxo,
All of us

I suddenly have a sense of wonder. I watch the video I posted first. I see it. The way I look at her. I love it. Then I click the second one I made. I notice the tears on my face. I reach up to feel my cheeks. Wet. I hadn't realized I was crying. The comments are slowly coming in now. Heartfelt responses to the video. One small comment pokes out.

Seeing you in tears makes me sob
I'm so sorry

I don't realize what I've done. But I leave the video up. I don't take it down. I let it stay. I don't care anymore.

A knock on my door makes me wipe my eyes and answer.

"Yeah?" I say.

"Can I come in?" Nash's voice speaks.

"Yeah."I allow. He comes in and pulls me into a hug.

"I can't believe you're not taking that thing down yet." Nash laughs.

"Never. It needs to be out there. " I say.

"Just marry her already. You're never gonna find anyone better for you." Nash says.

"Let's play call of duty." I suggest. He nods and we go to his room. I don't close the laptop I leave it up as the comments keep pouring in. The video repeatedly playing displaying my crying face to the world.

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a/n: aye double update

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