MagCon imagines (request closed)

Cameron Dallas @HannahDaCookie

@HannahDaCookie
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*Cam's POV*

I stepped inside my best friend'a house, careful not to make much noise.

"Hey Cam!" She called from the kitchen.

I stepped inside, "how'd you know it was me?"

"My house alarm alerts me on what door is opening." She smiled making her dimples stand out.

"I hate that thing."

Hannah giggled. I grinned and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge door.

She wrapped her arms around my waist and placed her head on my back. My skin tingled where she had touched it.

"What's all that about?" I asked looking down at her.

She smiled, "What I can't hug my best friend?"

I internally flinched at the words she had chosen. I had liked Hannah since I first saw her.

"No that's fine, I guess." I fake smiled.

Hannah tip toed and ruffled my light hair.

I pulled away and raised a single eyebrow.

"It was to neat. I like it more when it's messy." She grinned and leaned against the counter.

"You always were more into messy hair. Wanna watch a movie?"

"Sure. I get to pick though!"

She skipped off, her ombré hair swinging behind her. I shook my head and smiled.

*Hannah's POV*

I kept stealing glances of Cameron a we watched the movie, to find him already looking at me. He'd turn his head quickly and cast his eyes downward. I bit my lip.

"Hey." I said quietly.

He looked back up toward me, "hey." He whispered.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"What do you mean?"

"For starters you're all the way over there." I nodded to wear he was sitting.

He rolled his eyes and stood. He walked closer to me and sat down. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders, making my breath catch in my throat.

"Better?" He asked.

"Definetly." I grinned.

"Is that all?"

"No. You've been acting really weird, you don't talk to me as much anymore."

"Hannah, that's because....because...."

"Because what?" I asked looking up at him.

"I don't know how to say this." He looked down at me.

"Just spit it out Cam."

"It's because...imaybesortakindalikeyou." He said quickly turning red.

"Slow down. Try again."

"I said... I maybe sorta kinda like you." He was bright red now.

I grinned and pecked his cheek, "good."

"Good?" He asked confused.

"Yep."

"Why?"

"Cause I like you too."