Love at first sight?

Chapter 8: The talk

The sun shines through the windows, waking me up. I'm in bed, but not my bed. I'm in Cameron's bed. I don't remember much from last night. I know that I got pretty wasted though. 

Cameron and I are both in just our boxers and his arm is wrapped around my chest. 

But the thing is, we didn't have sex. I came here last night, fully intending on having sex, but he didn't want to. 

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Flashback 

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The party was over. It was 3 AM and Shawn (the last one there) had just left.

 Cameron and I were in the kitchen, he was leaning up against a wall and I was sitting on the edge of the counter. 

He's  20 years old now, so he doesn't live at home anymore. He has a nice condo across town from my house. 

Cameron walks over to me and stands in between my legs. "I'm tired, do you wanna head up to bed?" Cam offers. 

"Tired already? Don't you wanna... you know..." 

"Oh... Hayes... I think it's a little too soon... don't you?"

"Oh... you're right... "

What the hell was I thinking? Of course he wouldn't want to have sex with me. I've basically ignored him for the last 2 years. It must be my teenage hormones. I forget how much older than me he is. 

"Listen Hayes... It's not that I don't want to have sex with you. I just think it's a little too soon and we're both a little too drunk. I don't want to regret anything in the morning."

"I get it, Cam. Of course you wouldn't want to do me after what I put you through these past 2 years." 

"Hayes. I told you. I'm fine!" 

"Well, we're not gonna have sex, so we might as well talk." I say hoping it'll get him talking. 

"I don't want to do this. Let's just go to bed."

This wasn't working very well. Maybe some tears will get him going. For as long as I can remember, I've been able to cry on instinct. I like to call it my hidden talent. 

I manage to work up some tears and then I add in a few sniffles to make it more realistic. 

"Oh Hayes... please don't cry, baby... please."

"Then talk to me, Cameron! I need us to fix this. This can't go unresolved." 

"This? What needs to be fixed?"

"US! You. Me. Our relationship or whatever this is now."

"Fine. Then lets talk!" Cameron finally gives in. 

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End flashback 

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Cameron and I finally talked last night. I got the chance to apologize. He got the chance to explain how he really felt. We're on better terms now to say the least. The talk really got us back on track.

Except for the fact that there wasn't an "us" anymore. 

After Cameron worked through his feelings, he decided that he was too hurt to take me back and that it was best for us to just be friends. 

Even though we ended up sleeping in the same bed, in just our boxers, and his arm wrapped around my chest, we were still just friends. 

Didn't see that coming, did you? Chapter 9 will be posted within the next week! Promise. 

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~Dawson