5 Minutes More

Chapter 5

Sweat was dripping off my forehead by the time I've finish my dance practice. I grabbed a fresh set of clothes and showered.

I texted Cam hoping he could offer me a ride back home.

"Sure. The usual dance studio?" He texted back.

"Yeah. Thank you." I replied.

It was going to take some time for Cam to get here, I went back into the dance studio, letting the air conditioner blow my wet hair dry. I sat at the waiting area, going through my calendar. My next competition was in a weeks time at Phoenix. I was going to have to skip at least two days of school just for that event.

Somehow, my schedule didn't allow anyone into my life. I knew I couldn't be with Cameron. Who knows when my parents will ask me to transfer schools again.

Cam gave me so much, the least I could do was be honest.

I threw my phone frustratedly onto the empty space next to me, fluttering my eye lids shut. Getting some rest from my thoughts.

***

I rolled around the soft comfy sheets, my head having the comfort from resting on the world softest and fluffiest pillow. Wait, weren't I on a sofa a while ago?

I got up, to find I was in a white bedroom. The bed was sky blue, and once I caught sight of the study table, I knew I was in Cameron's room.

Just then the room door clicked opened, Cam entering it with a wide smile across his face.

"Evening beautiful." He sat at the side of the bed, caressing my head.

"Why aren't I in my room?" I questioned.

"No one was home. I knocked on the door, but no one opened it. And I couldn't find the house key in your bag. So ta-da."

I suppressed a giggle. I'm sure gonna miss him if I do transfer schools.

"Is your parents not home often?" He asked.

I was a bit thrown off by that question. Maybe I should start giving answers than running away from it.

"Yes. Actually my parents are never at home. From the last time I contacted them they were getting ready to host a dancing competition next week in Phoenix." I kept my gaze on Cameron, trying to read his expression.

"Oh... Then who takes care of you? Don't you have any other family?"

"My maid. I have one older sister, but she's a model. I've haven't seen her since her modeling career took off." My heart slumped. These questions were really getting a pull out of me.

"Why don't you stay here?" There was a slight tone of excitement in his husky voice.

"I... I just can't."

Even though I'd love too, I couldn't. The one thing I should abide was the reminder that flash on my phone every morning "Don't get attached." I needed to distance myself from him as much as possible. But the more I try, the more I seem to fail.

"Hey. It's okay." His thumb grazed over my face. The intensity of his blue eyes right on mine, "It's okay of you don't want to talk about it." He came near to me and wrapped his arms around me.

I engulfed his aromatic scent. This was amongst one of the things I would miss terribly.

"Don't worry I got your back." He kissed the top of my head.

I pulled away slightly "Cameron, will you get tired of waiting for me?" Speaking the truth.

"No. To me, waiting for you is an adventure on its own."

"But what if one day I was forced to..."

Before I could finish, he interrupted me midway "All the what if's in the works couldn't get me away from you."

I could feel the tears building up in the corner of my eyes, I pulled him towards me and held him tight. Me, being in his arms felt like paradise.

Maybe instead of being so conservative, I should live in the moment, and spend as much time with Cameron as possible. But I knew this was far too dangerous.

"By the way, Cam. Brooklyn scolded me after school when I wanted to hitch a ride from him." I whined.

"Really? Well, I already kicked his ass in Call of Duty. You should've seen him being the world sorest loser." He laughed.

"How many times did he lose?"

"Three times in a row. Now he's currently playing with Kevin. Wanna go watch?" He pulled me off the bed, and onto my feet.

"Definitely." I would never pass up an opportunity to watch Brooklyn lose.

"Just tell me when you're ready to go home okay?" He held on to my hand, the warmth of his palm going through my entire body.

"It's fine. I think I'm going to stay a night here." I smiled sweetly.

"Really?" His face looking surprised.

"Don't get too excited. I'm just here to sleep. Nothing else." I emphasized.

a/n

Who here thinks Cam has already won over their hearts? me, *raises hands frantically* why can't people like him be more populated around the world...

Vote, comment, share