Little Things (1D Fanfic)©

Chapter 36

My excuses will be in the author's note at the end oops

***Cammie's P.O.V***

It's been two weeks since they left. Two weeks since my brother, his band, Little Mix, and my best friend packed up and left. Two weeks since my run-in with Tom and Eddie.

Two weeks since I've started self-harming again.

Gabe and Charlene were constantly around me, Charlene acting more like a hawk than a friend. While Charlene knew about my cutting, she knew nothing of my eating disorder, and Gabe didn't know about either one. I was trying my best to hide it from both of them, but sometimes I felt like Charlene was growing suspicious of my reclusive behavior.

"Are you home?" Gabe asked me on the phone late one night.

"Gabe, it's nine at night and I have no friends. Of course I'm home," I laughed, and I could almost hear Gabe frowning.

"Cam, you have friends."

"Yeah, but they're all in different countries. Why do you want to know if I'm home?" I asked, rolling over on my side and subconsciously studying the jagged lines running up my wrist. A bandage was placed around a group of five new ones that had joined the club earlier this morning.

"I want to rehearse this scene, but we never get to it at rehearsal. So can I come over and rehearse it?" he begged, and I glanced up at the ceiling.

"Yeah, sure. Are you gonna stay over too?" I yawned, standing up to change out of my tank top and shorts.

"I guess. Depends on how long this takes. I'll see you in a few, yeah?" I agreed, and Gabe hung up. I sighed, throwing my phone on the bed and going to change into jeans and a long-sleeved shirt.

"Cammie! I've arrived!" I heard Gabe called, and I ran downstairs, where Gabe had already invaded my kitchen, the light of the fridge illuminating his face. "I need food before we start this?"

"Sure. What scene is it again?"

"It's actually two," Gabe answered sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck. "The one where they meet and then the, like, kissing scene."

I groaned. "There's a reason I stall during rehearsals!"

"What? You don't wanna kiss me?" Gabe teased, and I felt myself grow red.

"No! I mean, yes. I mean-. I have a boyfriend! And it's just-."

I was cut off my Gabe's loud laugh, and his hand patted my shoulder. "It's okay, Cam. I was just teasing. I actually have my eye on someone too."

I raised my eyebrows, but Gabe ignored my questionable stare, choosing instead to drag me by the arm and over to the couch. "Shall we dance?"