So The Truth Comes Out (BoyxBoy)

Never?!

Chapter 3

Picture of Nathan

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(Cameron’s P.O.V.)

I woke up at noon because of the stupid sun shining in my face. I went downstairs to go get some food. Charlie was reading the paper, Ella was cooking, Alyssa was watching cartoons, and my parents were sitting there, eating, and saying nothing. That isn’t like them; I can tell they really want to get out of here.

“Oh hi Cameron!” Ella greeted me as I took a seat

“Hi.”

“Would you like some food?”

“Uh. Yes! I always want food; you don’t even have to ask me.” I gave her a smile and she put a plate full of food right in front of me.

“Thank you.” I started digging into my food. Then my dad smacked me on the back of the head

“Ow. What the hell was that for?” I spoke loud and rubbed the back of my head

“Don’t eat like that. Eat normal.” I scrunched my eyebrows

“God. I’m sorry” I said in a sarcastic manner

“Don’t give me that tone.” He came closer to me, red-faced, looking like he was gonna hit me

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” Charlie came between us and my dad backed off. I finished my food and headed outside for a cigarette. I lit the cancer stick and sucked in the goodness. I closed my eyes and exhaled. All of a sudden my cigarette was ripped out of my hand. I opened my eyes to see Austin stepping on it.

“Dude! What the hell?” I screamed at him

“Those could kill you!” He screamed right back at me

“Oh, and I bet you would like that.” I mumbled and he glared at me “What are you doing out here anyway?” I raised my eyebrows at him

“Well, actually I was about to head to my friend’s house for a guy’s night, but my dad insisted I bring you. So I came out here.” I dropped my shoulders and looked at him

“Why? So you guys can pick on me even more and pull some fucking prank on me? That’s messed up. No thanks.”

“No, it’s my best friend from out of town, you don’t even know him. He is nothing like my friends here. We won’t do anything to you.” He crossed his arms and looked serious

“Fine. Let me go take a shower then we can go.” He nodded and I went upstairs and took a shower then got dressed. I said good-bye to my parents--who didn’t care--and Alyssa. Austin and I walked outside

“What car are we taking?”

“We’re not taking a car.”

“Uhm. I am not a sport player like you. I can’t walk all the way out of town.” He stopped and looked at me, then threw a helmet at me, which I dropped. I examined it, and then he pulled out a motorcycle. He started it up and backed out of the driveway

“Get on.” He commanded me.

“No thanks, I don’t feel like being killed today.” He sighed and rolled his eyes

“What is Mr. Bad Boy afraid of riding a motorcycle?” He smirked at me

“With you driving, yeah.” I stood there with the helmet on my hip and my arm over it

“Just get on the damn thing, I won’t fucking kill you.” I exhaled and slowly got on the back of it.

“Put your arms around me.” I looked confused for a minute, but I put my arms around his waist and he took off. I looked up at him and he had a grin on his face.