Memories (Wesley Stromberg)

Chapter 2 'Shy?'

Cameron's POV

I went inside to say hello to my dad quickly before going over to Nathan's. After I talked to him about my day, I grabbed my books for the project and headed over to his house. I found it pretty easily, since he has a lot of parties.

I knocked on the door and a small girl answered. She looked up at me and ran away from the door. I stood there awkwardly until his mom came.

"Hi," she greeted with a warm smile.

"I'm here to work on a project with Nathan," I told her. She stepped to the side of the door and welcomed me in.

"You must be Cameron? Sorry Lilly was so shy. Nathan has told us about you before," she smiled. Why would he talk to his family about me? She told me where his room was, so I shrugged it off and went up to it. When I walked in, he was lying shirtless on his bed.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't think you'd be here this soon," he mumbled, sitting up a little bit. His toned stomach was now more exposed to me, making my cheeks heat up a little bit.

"It's fine," I assured him. He didn't look too bad with his abs and big arms, so I wasn't complaining much.

"You know, I really suck at Kellerman's class, so you're going to really have to help me with this project," he chuckled a little.

"I've heard that one before. Why did I come over if I'll be doing this by myself?"

"No, I want to help! I really do suck at his class. I've never been good with government. Maybe you could tutor me. I know you're a straight A student." Part of me wondered how you don't do good in Kellerman's class, since he was the easiest teacher in school, but I shrugged it off.

"I think I could manage that," I half smiled. He finally decided to throw a shirt on, so I felt a little more comfortable. We had only just got started on the project, and he was already bored with it.

"We should go out for burgers or something. Do you want to?" Was he asking me on a date? There's no way. I agreed to go nonetheless. We went and got burgers and fries and sat outside to eat.

"So, tell me about yourself. You seem to hang around Wes a lot. What's up there? It seems like he likes you a lot."

"Yeah, we're pretty good friends. We've known each other for awhile. I don't know what you mean by him liking me, though," I giggled.

"So you aren't dating or anything? I swear he acts like it the way he talks about you."

"Nope," I chuckled, wondering why he would think we were despite the amount of time Wesley and I spent together.

"Would you ever wanna go on a date with me sometime?"

"Where did that come from?" I asked, smiling a little. He has never shown interest in me before, so I just wondered why now.

"I guess I always thought Wesley had his leash wrapped around you. This project just kind of gave me a chance to shoot my shot. I've always had you in the back of my mind, and I don't know why, but I've always been kind of shy to ask you," he smiled, looking down at his burger and scratching the back of his neck. I never expected that to come out of his mouth.

"Wesley definitely does not have anything wrapped around me. I've never had a guy tell me they're shy to talk to me. I always thought it was the other way around," I blushed. It was weird hearing that from Nathan the jock. Most guys like him just want my body, and sometimes I'm okay with that. I've had a couple hookups before, but I usually keep that to myself because Wesley, let alone my dad, would get mad if they ever found out.

"Let's go driving," he insisted. I had nothing better to do, so we got up and went to his car. We cruised around town, stopping by the beach.

"It's gorgeous at night," I spoke up.

"You come here a lot?"

"Yeah, actually. Wesley and I have this sort of tradition every month. It's silly," I said embarrassingly.

"Oh," he said awkwardly. I shouldn't have even mentioned Wesley. "Well maybe we should get out of here, so you're not thinking of him when you're with me," he laughed. I chuckled along with him while he pulled out of the spot he was parked in.

Nathan drove us back to his house around nine. I gathered mine things up from his room, and he walked me out to my car.

"Thanks for coming over and hanging out tonight," Nathan flashed his smile in the dark.

"No problem. Maybe next time we can get something on our project done," I joked. I put my stuff in the passenger seat, and Nathan leaned up against the driver side door. I softly smiled up at him as I realized he was staring at me.

"I had a lot of fun, and I really want to do this again," he almost whispered.

"Me too," I answered him just as softly. He leaned closer to me, brushing some hair behind my ear. His lips brushed across my cheek, and he pulled back away from me. My face was burning red, but thankfully it was dark, so he couldn't tell. He opened my door for me and let me leave.

It was kind of a long day, so I didn't stay up very late when I arrived home. I also didn't text Wesley and tell him how it went, so I hope he isn't mad. We text each other every night, and tonight he didn't text me, so I kind of forgot. I just kept wondering why Nathan would like me, and why he was just now telling me this.