The Bad Boys Secret [Cameron Dallas fanfic]

Chapter 15 - Parents home

I sit up rather quickly as my alarm beeps as loud as a police siren. I rub my eyes and stare at the sunlight seeping through the crack of the curtains. I lay quietly in bed, flat on my back and staring at the ceiling. I listen out carefully to sound of the birds chirping and some squawking. I suddenly hear a car driving up into the drive way slowly. I jump out of bed and automatically start getting dressed. I put on some joggers and a vest top before running downstairs with Kylie following behind me. We sit on the sofa next to each other and switch on the TV and pretend we're watching it. We listen to the sound of suitcases being dragged up the drive way and the nattering of my parents already complaining.

"Hello girls!" Mom sings with a high pitched tone as she enters the house. She walks into the living room and looks at me and Kylie. She smiles,
"Oh you're watching a film together? That's so cute darlings!" Kylie rolls her eyes in secret but then smiles and puts her arm around me to act as if we're basically best friends. I give mom a cheesy sarcastic smile before she pulls me into a tight hug.

"Let's have a family meal tonight! Oh that'll be lovely. We can have a lovely catch up," mom sings sweetly. She hasn't even been back an hour and she's already starting to really irritate me.

As i sit on the sofa texting away to Cameron and Katie. I ignore the voice of mom in the background and focus on my screen. Out of nowhere, Cameron asks for me to go round to his. Without asking I grab my hoodie off the sofa and walk out shouting as I leave,
"I'll be back later!" I grab my bike and cycle as fast as possible away incase mom comes out after me and begins yelling.

I put my bike on the lawn by the drive way and stand by the front door. I start typing a text to say I'm here but the door opens before I press send. As the door opens, Cameron stands there wearing nothing but a smile. He grabs my hand and more of less, drags me inside the house. He slams the door behind me and leans me up against the door. He runs his hands down my sides and he pushes my hands up so my arms are up against the door. He says in between kisses on my neck,
"I. Need. You. Right. Now. I. Couldn't. Wait." I can't help but smile. I feel wanted for once in my life, like someone actually needs me and wants me. I don't care if he wants my body, but that basically means he wants me; right?

Instead of dragging me to the bedroom he sits me on the kitchen work top. A shiver runs down my spine as I think about how unhygienic this all is...

After several minutes we lay down side by side on the sofa in joggers and t-shirts. We both sit awkwardly and in silence on the sofa, both on our phones texting. I have ten missed calls from mum, I better answer her back.

I guess again, it's time for me to make a run. That's the only thing that I hate is that, I come round, we have sex and then I go. He never wants me to stay, and if I do then he tries to hurry me off. I just understand it? I don't see why he wants me to be off so quickly.

"I better go," I say scratching the back of my neck. He nods his head and keeps his eyes glued to the phone screen as if he never heard me. I sigh and walk out the front door. I hop on my bike and cycle home quickly.

As soon as I walk in the front door, a very angry mother is stood in the corridor with her arms folded and foot tapping. I tense as I close the door and then I go back and face her.
"Where the hell did you go?" She snaps.
"Sorry I was collecting something from a friend," I stutter trying to make up something that sounds believable.
"You shouldn't run off like that Alana! I'm not impressed at all. I've only just got back home with your father and you just dash off like that? Thar is rude and not very sociable either! I know. You just want to get out of this family meal don't you? Well I'm not having that! Go upstairs to your room and get dressed because you're coming to this meal whether you like it or not!" She snaps and then storms off into the living room.

I run upstairs and literally splash on some makeup, and grab the nearest dress in my wardrobe to put on. I wear a black dress that's fitted at the top and then puffs out when it gets to the waist, and stops just above the knee. I put on some black heels and then tie my hair up in a neat pony tail.

I skip downstairs and mom looks at me up and down.
"Who you going to impress?" She says still staring at me up and down.
"Well we're going out for dinner so I may as well make an effort," I say sarcastically. Kylie walks up from behind me wearing a tight blue skirt that stops just above the knee, and a smart white vest top with white heels. Her hair is straightened and yet again, her makeup looks amazing.
"God, the pair of you! People will think you're going to the red carpets dressed like that!" Mom snaps again and rolls her eyes. Dad smiles to me and Kylie before holding the front door open hinting for us to be on our way. This is going to be one long family meal...