luna carpenter
"what happened to her? why didn't you do anything?!" i hear a vague voice.
"of course i did something, i carried her here! i would never leave her there alone." i hear a recognisable voice say. cameron.
"what even happened?!" i hear an angry aaron say.
"i don't even know! i lost her in the crowd, and i was completely surrounded, then i spotted her, and held her hand, trying to get through, then people started shouting abuse at her, and she fainted." cameron says.
"dude, what if she's got concusion and doesn't fucking wake up." aaron continues to shout.
i felt that this was the right time to open my eyes, so i peeled them open, to see i am laying down in mine and camerons shared bed. i see aaron standing beside me, and my eyes begin to focus, when i hear another voice.
"luna, oh thank god." cameron says. i look down to see his fingers are still intertwined with mine.
"are you alright? fuck, i was so worried." cameron says, i look into his eyes, and they're full of worry and relief, and his sclera was a veiny red.
"i'm okay, i have a slight headache, but nothing physically." i say, my voice a little croaky, as i rub my head.
"do you want some paracetamol and some water?" aaron asks.
"yeah please." i say.
"is there anything else you need from the shops?" he asks me, and i shake my head, and he walks out from the room, closing the door.
"i'm so sorry, luna." cameron tells me.
"what, why?" i ask him, with a puzzled face.
"i just, i feel like that was all my fault." he admits.
"of course it's not, i have claustrophobia, it's no ones fault." i tell him.
he looks down at our intertwined fingers, and then back up at me.
"do you want to watch a movie?" he asks me.
"yeah, sure." i say with a smile.
he unclasps our hands and stands up and walks to the chest of drawers, and opens up mine. he picks up some fuzzy pyjama shorts.
he closes my drawer, and opens his, and takes a pair of adidas sweatpants and a muscle tee. he closes his drawer, and walks back to the bed handing me the clothes.
i pull the covers from my body, and i walk out of the room towards the bathroom. i take my dress off and slip the pyjama shorts on, and pull the oversized muscle tee over my head.
it smells musky, and strong, just the way cameron smells, so i assume its his. i grab the dress, and walk back into the bedroom.
cameron was pulling his top off as i walk in, and i get distracted by the way his back muscles contract. i blink, and look away, throwing the dress into the wash basket.
i then pull the covers up, and slide into the bed. i notice cameron's already playing a movie on netflix, because it was loading the starting credits. i was expecting cameron to have put a shirt on, but he slipped into the bed after me, with just the adidas sweatpants on.
i smile as one of my favourite movies, bambi, began playing. i was a little disappointed, because the bed was very uncomfortable, and i found myself fidgeting around a lot as the beginning of the film started.
"what's the matter?" cameron asks me.
"it's just uncomfortable." i tell him.
"come here." he says and opens his arms.
i wriggle across the bed to him, and he wraps his muscular arm around my waist, and pulls me into him. i rest my head on his shoulder, and feel my cheeks heat a little.
we remained in this position throughout the entire movie, until we were interrupted by matt.
"oh shit, sorry, you two weren't..?" he questions.
camerons eyes widen, and i nuzzle my head into his chest, embarrassed that matt would think that.
"aaron! cam and luna were having sex!" matt shouts, and aaron comes bursting through the door a few seconds later.
"aaron, we were not having sex. we were watching a film, i swear." i tell him, as me and cameron quickly part and cam nods in agreement.
he furrows his eyebrows, but hands me my medicine and a few other items.
"we're thinking of going to a club in town tonight, if you feel up to it?" aaron asks me as i fish through the carrier bag, grabbing the bottle of water he bought me.
"i kind of want to just stay in." i say with a smile.
"are you sure you two didn't.." aaron says but i cut him off.
"no aaron, i swear." i tell him.
"okay are you coming cam?" aaron ask's looking to cameron.
"will you be alright on your own?" he asks me.
"yeah, hayes will have to stay here aswell won't he?" i ask, looking up at matt.
"yeah, nash is gonna stay with him too." matt says, as chloe walks in the room.
"are you not coming?" chloe pouts, wrapping her arms around matt.
"no, i'm just stay in." i smile at her.
"want me to stay in with you?" she asks.
"no, no it's fine." i confirm.
matt, and chloe pile out of the room whilst cameron searches for some clothes.
"i can stay here and watch more disney movies with you if you want." cameron chuckles, turning off the tv.
"as much as i'd love that, you should go and enjoy yourself." i tell him, as he grabs his clothes.
he smiles at me one last time, before exiting the room leaving me alone.
i grab my phone, and scroll through my instagram feed, my eyes becoming really drowsy as i lay in the warm bed, wrapping the covers across me, locking my phone, and letting sleep take over my body.
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my slumber is suddenly awaken by the faint sound of voices speaking around me.
"shut up, man! you're gonna wake her!" i hear one of them say.
"isn't that the point?!" i hear the other say, as i pry my eyelids open to see nash and hayes leaning over me.
"shit, hi." hayes says, the both of them jumping away from me.
"uh, hey." i mumble, a yawn escaping my lips, as i push myself up and against the headboard.
"sorry to wake you, we just wondered if you wanted to go do something." nash questions, sitting at the edge of my bed.
"yeah, sure." i ask, grabbing my phone to see i had three new text messages.
11:32pm
new message from chloe💜
hey, are you feeling any better babe? miss u, dw i'll keep an eye on cameron, love u g xx
10:26pm
new message from aaron💙
be safe and beware of the grier brothers, they're full of mischief love you
11:12pm
new message from cameron
i wish you were here
i reply to aaron and chloe, but i literally have no clue what to reply to cameron until i remember hayes and nash are still sat with me.
"it's midnight boys, what could we possibly do?" i ask, my eyebrows raised before they look to each other, smirks playing on their faces.
"oh christ." i mumble under my breath, shaking my head.
STAI LEGGENDO
MOONLIGHT ✧ DALLAS
Fanfiction"i don't want someone who will tell me they love me to the moon and back, i want someone who will lay on the grass with me and watch it." she tells him. "that could be me." he says. © lovebitedallas 2015
