- Cameron's POV -
As soon as I got home, I called Jay.
"Hey man, wanna go up to the lake with Miranda and Peyton this weekend?" I asked.
"What, no Day?" Jay chuckled. "Having some relationship problems?"
"What relationship?" I huffed.
"Everyone knows you want her." Jay grunted.
"What, you mad about that?" I started. "Still got the hots for her, I see."
"You know what?"
"What?"
"I'm done with you. I can't believe how much you changed after you told us about your addiction."
"You can't be done with me. I helped you get on your path to popularity."
"Well, that means nothing if you act like an ass now."
"What? Bruh, did you just call me an ass?"
"You're damn right, I did."
"Why'd you even call me if you were just gonna be a dick?!"
"I didn't call you! You called me!"
"Oh, that's right. And all I had was one simple question! But no, you couldn't even answer that."
And I hung up. So I just lost both of my bestfriends. Ehh, no biggie.
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I was waiting in the doctor's waiting room because Day was puking in the restroom.We rescheduled her appointed a week after the other appointment that was given to someone else.
Day came out of the restroom, looking not so amazing but just as perfect.
"Day Caslaw?" The nurse came in to the waiting room.
"Great timing." I whispered in Day's ear as we stood up. She rolled her eyes.
"Um, and who is this?" The nurse gestured towards me. "Your companion must be at least a year older than you, a parent or guardian, or it can be a spouse/boyfriend or even a really close friend."
I jumped in. "Ehm, I'm her boyfriend."
"Alright. Follow me, the doctor will be right in."
As soon as the nurse left, Day confronted me.
"Cameron," Day said, giving me a cold, hard glare. "You're my bestfriend, not my boyfriend."
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Always the Bestfriend, Never the Boyfriend (Cameron Dallas)
Teen Fiction"This is my girlf—" I paused giving Day a look, the expression on my face turned blank. "This is my bestfriend." ---------------------------------------------- "Cameron," Day said, giving me a cold, hard glare. "You're my bestfriend, not my boyfrien...