Concealed (A Cameron Dallas Fanfiction)

Chapter Sixty One

A/N: Sorry for doing an authors note at the beginning but I just wanted to say that Concealed will probably end soon. But don't worry because I'll pick up a part two. I'm also in the process of writing another story, as I said in a few chapters back, and I'm in progress of uploading another chapter so please make sure you check that out. I'm also sorry I haven't uploaded in forever, I lost the app and it took me a while to get it back. But enjoy this chapter.
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I feel the music running through my veins, pounding in my ears, and electrifying my heart. I haven't had anything to drink, as of yet, but the way these people move makes me feel like I've chugged ten tequilas.

I spy Annabelle whispering things into Nash's ear in the corner. Nash laughs as his cheeks burn a bright red color. I look a little to the left and see Kian arguing with Andrea. He says something that makes her upset, because she storms off seconds later.

Then I turn and see Cameron. The love of my life. And his eyes are already on me. Spying my body from head to toe. Observing. Intently watching. A smile slowly slides across his face and my heart flutters a little. I stop dancing and pace over to him.

"You seem to be letting off steam." He says, letting his finger tips slip around my waist.

"Is it obvious?" I shout over the music before biting my lip. He chomps down on his bottom lip before pulling it in between his teeth. "I figured I should since I'm going to have hell for the next few days."

He takes my wrist and leads me outside, where the music is much quieter. A few people watch as we walk hand in hand down the sidewalk.

"What does that mean?" He asks after a while of walking.

"What does what mean?"

"You're going to have hell for the next few days."

I shrug and look ahead, listening to the night creatures take their place in the trees. "Well I'm going to have to tell my mom about my dad calling. She'll probably have to go to court and he's probably going to show up asking for forgiveness the way he always did."

He fumbles for words but can't find anything to say.

"Look don't worry about it," I start to tell him. "We'll think about it when it actually happens." I give his hand a reassuring squeeze and he smiles.

I stop in front of him and plant my hands on his chest. I lean on my tip toes and brush my lips against his. A smile races across his face before quickly disappearing again.

"Kiss me," I mumble on his lips. And he does just that. His hand cups my cheek and he slowly leans in. He teases me by kissing me softly, then pulling away. I moan in agony, before smashing my lips against his, nearly knocking us both over. His hands grip my waist as he gets his balance back. I feel his tongue slide in my mouth and I clench his shirt, sliding my tongue against his too.

"Damn, get a room." A random person says while walking by.

Cameron pulls away and laughs. "Dick." He murmurs against my lips. I laugh too, getting off the tip of my toes. "We should get back, yeah?"

I nod and we head back inside.
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A/N (again): I'm sorry this chapters short. I seriously have writers block ...