Chapter 2

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Violets POV
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"So should we buy it?" Cameron asked pointing at the house on my laptop.
"Can we?" I said excitedly.
"I think we can." He said emailing the owner.
He have been playing everything for the summer when we move out there. I know I should be more upset about my parents, but I was never really close with them, and I don't want to mope about it either. I'm ready to start my life with Cameron in LA.

Cameron's POV
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Deep down, I know Violet is still upset about her parents. But she's tough, and she doesn't want to stay here anymore. She already started packing her things, and her and I are going to be staying in my family's guest house until we move to LA.
"The owner said he would respond as soon as he could.. We might have to wait a while, we should look at other houses." She sighed, interrupting my thoughts.
"I suppose. Do you want to take a break? We still have all summer, we can wait right?" I told her.
"Yeah, wanna bring my stuff to the guest house and watch a movie when we are done?" She asked and I nodded, getting up and walking to her room.
"I already have things in boxes I just need to pack my clothes." She said when we entered.
I looked at some of her pictures of us she has hanging on the wall. I see the one when we were on the ferris wheel... The first time we kissed. That's when I first realized my feelings for her. I don't know if she feels the same way, but I plan on telling her this weekend when we have everything in the guest house.
"Do you remember this?" I asked pointing to the picture.

Violets POV
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Shit.
"Yeah of course." I faked.
I had totally forgot about our kiss that night. I'm such a horrible person.
I walked over to him and hugged him.
I reached behind him and grabbed one of my bras off my dresser and wrapped it around his head.
"VIOLET!!!" he screamed trying to get it off. I was laughing too hard to help him. I sat on my bed trying to catch my breath. I looked down because I was pretty sure I would keep laughing if I looked again. In about 20 seconds I heard a sigh and I looked up.

Camerons POV
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When she looked up I threw my boxers at her, I smoothly took them off from under my shorts when she was trying to catch her breath.
She screamed and threw them back at me.
"Couldn't you just throw your bra at me?" She yelled.
"I don't have a bra" I said laughing.
She stood up and walked over to me.
"You need one." She said poking me in the chest.
I pushed her and she came back at me trying to jump on my back. I turned around and picked her up. Her legs straddled my waist and I looked at her. God, she was so beautiful, even after all she had been through today. This was my chance, to tell her how I felt.
"Violet?"
"Ye-" she was cut off by her phone ringing. I let her down and she ran over to her bed and answered her phone.
"Hello?" She said.
She listened.
"Now isn't really a good time for me, sorry, Jack." She said before hanging up. She looked back at me.
I gave her a questioning look.
"Jack asked me to go to the movies with him tonight." She said, and her face flushed.
"Why did you say no?" I asked, I knew she had a crush on him, she always talked about him.
"I would rather spend the night with you." She said before coming over by me and running her hand through my hair.
"Really?" I said smirking.
"Watch it, Dallas." I said.
"Okay, you first Purple."
"I hate when you call me that." She sighed.
"Good." I said, causing her to roll her eyes.
We sat there in her room for a while until she said something.
"Cameron?" She asked.
"Yeah?"
"What did you want to tell me?"
When I heard her ask about that, I immediately started blushing. I forgot, being around her makes me do things like that, I forget about important things, besides her. She's the most important thing in my life right now.
"Oh, yeah. I just... I wanted to tell you something before we move to California. In case you don't want to live with me once you know this...."

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