Disgustingly Hers (Cam's POV)

Chapter 8 - Forced-ish

I laid down in my bed, sorting throughout the many emotions which had arisen along the drive last night when Jasmine had so generously offered to drop me home. 

Emotions weren't the only things which had arisen.

But regardless, I had realized one thing. That I clearly had a death wish because it seemed like I was falling for my best friend's twin sister. And the worst part of it wasn't the fact that Isaac would rather drink cat piss than allow me to date his sister, but rather the if Jasmine was given the same choice - she would also rather drink cat piss.

Even if a tiny part of her was attracted to me, that was purely physical.

Shove the emotions deep down.

I didn't need Jasmine Wilder to become another one of my problems. I already had enough trouble getting to school on time every day - and it didn't help that my mom had now given me the job of dropping Elijah off to school.

I had enough on my plate, so I shouldn't be obsessing over Jasmine, was what the reasonable part of my brain was saying. Unfortunately, I wasn't too reasonable, and anyways it was a teensy-weensy crush. Very tiny.

It couldn't be that bad.

Or maybe it could. She had managed to distract me from thoughts of kissing any other girls. I guessed that was a good thing considering the promises I had made to my mom.

'No, Cameron,' I mumbled under my breath, 'she's off-limits.'

I would not let this crush develop anymore. Nope. I will give in her to wishes and find my way out of her life, and just as it was all agreed - my phone rang.

Was it nerdy that my ringtone was that one song from Stranger Things?

Pfftt.... me? Nerdy?

I picked up the phone, answering it before anymore crazy thoughts went through my head. I pressed it to my ear.

'Hello,' I said, and my voice sounded strangely deep and husky. Probably because I hadn't talked much since my only two family members had ditched me the second, they woke up. 

'Cam?' It was Isaac. 'Are you free?'

'By free, do you mean I have nothing better to do? Because that would be yes,' I said. Not even a chuckle. Even if Jasmine was not funny as she thought herself to be - at least she had a sense of humor, unlike her cold twin brother.

Great, I'm thinking about her again.

'Just at the usual hill. I want to go hiking.' I groaned, every bone in my body cracking as I stood up.

'You want me to pick you up?' I asked him. I could almost hear him shaking his head from the other side of the phone.

'No,' he said bluntly. 'I got a ride. I'll see you there in a hour.' Then he hung up.

That was anticlimactic. 

The drive was an hour long. An hour. So, I did something which I only did on long drives by myself - I played One Direction.

I'm not going to deny that One Direction had been one of the best bands in the world. Even better than Guns N Roses, my favorite band. I wouldn't admit it to anyone though. 

Liking One Direction would definitely not fit my "bad boy" reputation. Actually, most of the stuff I liked wouldn't fit my reputation, which was why barely anyone knew me well. Even Isaac. Mysterious was how every girl liked a man. 

After very shamefully listening to One Direction for an hour or so, I finally arrived at my destination. 

Before Isaac, which was pretty annoying since I had nothing to do. So, I resorted to playing games on phone while I waited. Fifteen minutes later, I heard a car pulling in. A black Range Rover which looked very familiar.