Society (Cameron Dallas fanfic)

Chapter 18

Emily's POV

"Emily are you ready? My mom would like some pictures."

"Yeah hold on give me one more minute."

Tonight was the dance. I am still living with Cameron's family, its a little weird for all of us, but I just don't want to go back to my family.

I finished curling the last peice of my long blonde hair. I was wearing a long blue dress with a slit on the side revealing part of my leg. The dress had one strap on the right shoulder cover with a beautiful design with rhinestones. I'm wearing a pair of silver heels to match the design on the dress.

I open the door to reveal Cameron waiting. He had on an elegant tux.

"It's about time."

"Sorry I was trying to look nice."

"You don't have to try to look nice, you always do."

"Aww thanks Cammy you are the best boyfriend."

"I have to be the best boyfriend when I have the best girlfriend."

"You're so sweet."

"Picture time! Smile, one two three."

"Mom that's all we have time for we need to go now."

"Okay, have fun you two. Be safe and back here at a reasonable time please."

"We will mom."

...

We met up with everybody at a fancy restaurant before we go to prom. All of us girls went shopping together to get our dresses and the boys ties, we didn't think they could handle that.

"Cammy come here we need a selfie." We took a quick selfie. The picture was perfect we were kissing and it just felt so right. I posted it on Instagram, I tagged Cameron and said love isn't something you find love is something that finds you

"Allison come here quick take my picture with the boys really quick."

"Okay ready one two three."

The picture made me laugh. I was in the middle with Johnson and Gilinsky on my left. Matt, Cammy, and Nash were on my right. Jack and Jack we're pretending to shot each other. Nash and Cammy were making what they called the püma face. Only they know what it means, but it never fails to make me laugh. Matt and I stood back to back with looks of disgust.

I texted the picture to all the boys. I posted the picture on Instagram. Prom night and I'm stuck with these freaks. Instantly I got notifications, five likes and comments. They were all from the boys.

Matt: hey offensive
Johnson: RUDE
Gilinsky: I though we were besties
Cammy: what happened to
Loving each other I still love you even if you think I'm a freak
Nash: look at yourself you are a freak too

...

"Hey I'm going to run to the bathroom really quick," Cammy informed me.

"Okay I will just stay here then."

"I'll be quick."

"May I have this dance?"

"Nash, didn't you come with Maddie?"

"Yeah she's in the bathroom."

"Okay, well I guess one can't hurt."

Cameron's POV

I walk back to see Nash dancing with Emily. It was to a slow song.

"Emily what are you doing? Why are you dancing with Nash?"

"We were just dancing as friends. Nothing more then that."

"I don't want to hear it."

"Cameron, wait no!"

I ran to my car. I smashed my fist against the dash. I just sit not knowing what to do. Should I leave her or stay?

...

"Dude you messed up. She's in the bathroom crying not talking to anyone."

Crap why did I overreact?

Emily's POV

I sit in the bathroom stall crying. Cameron is the only one that really loves me and now he hates me.

"Emily come out it's Matt. Cameron is out here waiting to talk to you."

"No."

"We are all here come on bæ," Johnson said.

I came out hesitantly. Johnson gave me a sad face. He came and gave me a big hug.

"I'm sorry I over reacted. I'm not mad about what happened."

"It's okay it kinda was my fault." It really was my fault for everything.

"It's not your fault. You just wanted to dance with Nash it's okay. He is your friend, you should be able to spend time with him."

"Can we leave? I just need to leave."

"Of course, whatever you want. "

Nash's POV

I always screw up everything. I want to be with Emily, but I want her to be happy. Seeing her upset and with me would not feel right. I want her to be with me and happy at the same time. Cameron is a great guy and all it is just I feel like he is going to hurt her. That is just me, but my thoughts don't matter, I'm just Nash.