Gone Boy(sequel to Gone Girl: DIRTY Cameron Dallas FanFic)

11.

I woke up in his arms, smiling like an idiot. Seemed like we were back on track. Nash was gonna take him to some place he used to go to a lot and his old apartment, then we were heading to London.

I have to admit, I'm pretty excited to go there.

I had my arm wrapped around his waist, so I turned him over and smirked. He was still asleep so I crawled onto his lap and glided my fingers on his toned chest. I bent down and whispered, right above his ear, "Wake up, Cammy." a smirk was peeking at his lips. I knew he was awake but he wouldn't get up. "I know you're awake, silly." I nibbled on his earlobe, making his smirk grow. I laughed a little and began to kiss his neck. I moved down, slowly, until after a few minutes, I reached his V-line.

I heard him moan, then flip us over. "Babe, you need to wake me up like that everyday." God, his morning voice can kill a girl. I nodded, biting my lip.

"Yes, daddy." his breath hitched, but he smirked.

"Damn right." it reminded of me when we playfully teased each other. It's almost like reliving it.

By now, I was just staring into those gorgeous eyes of his. I licked my bottom lip and smirked. "Where's my kiss?" He smiled, showing off his pearly whites, and kissed my lips. I could never be bored of that. I wrapped my arms around his neck and legs around his torso, pulling him closer.

It was about to get heated when Nash walked in, then screamed like a little girl. "Oh God!" he put his hands over his eyes and fake puked. "Never again, never again!"

"Man, it's not that bad." Cameron said.

"Yes it is, dude. I saw your dick!" I burst out laughing and pulled the blanket over us. "Well, I'm glad you guys are ok with each other... Cam, we're heading out in a few hours, ok?" he nodded. "Ok?"

"Yes, dude, now leave!" I laughed and held his cheeks.

"Sorry, I couldn't see you." he was about the leave the room but I stopped him.

"Wait. How could you get into the room, it was locked?" I asked.

"No... It was open. Probably the maids." I nodded, suspiciously. I don't think they'd come in if they knew we were here. Something isn't right.

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The boys left me alone in the hotel room. Sure, I could roam around but I decided not to. Plus, it'd be raining in a few minutes, then lighting storms.

I've been reading my book for a while, devouring each page, word by word. I missed reading.

There was a knock on my door, so I got up. I figured it was the guys but no one was there. "Hello?" I called out. It was pretty silent. I closed the door, ready to lock it, when there's was another knock. I opened the door but it just swung open and hit me in the face. I fell back and looked up. It was Jeremy. "Jeremy, what are you doing-"

"Shut up." he growled, and pulled out a gun. I raised my hands. "On the bed." he demanded. I slowly got up and walked to the bed, sitting down. "Against the headboard!" I rolled my eyes and sat there.

He nodded toward the door and in walked Aspyn. "Oh god, this is perfect." she said, smirking. I raised an eyebrow but she just glared at me. "Cuff her." she said, taking her gun off of safety.

"Aspyn... What are you doing?" I asked, scared. She just ignored my voice and watched my be hand cuffed to the headboard. "What's going on?!"

"Precious Jordan... You've been fooled."

"Are you actually mad Cameron loves me and not you?!" she cackled and shook her head.

"Please, I don't give two shits about Cameron. Our boss does, though. And they want you and him, alive." I furrowed my eyebrows. "Can't guess who?"

"All of Cam's major enemies are dead." I stated, confident. She cackled again, leaning back.

"Who's dead?"

"Kian and Beau."

"They are dead, Princess. But not her." I was even more confused.

"Who is she?" I asked, soon regretting my question.

"Really wanna know?" Jeremy laughed but I nodded. "Meredith Evans." I slowly shook my head.

"We don't know who that is. I doubt he crossed her-"

"But he did. By falling in love with you." Jeremy said. "And now, she hired us to take care of the problem."

"But who is she? I don't know her? A fling-"

"Please..." A voice said from the doorway. I didn't even notice her there. "I'm anything but a fling." I glanced at her, noticing how alike we look. "I'm Meredith Evans, darling. Maybe you know me as Mary. Cameron's first love." I shook my head, my eyes glazing over.

"No.... You died... You committed-"

"Suicide? Yes.... I'd actually have to commit suicide to die, darling. Now.... Let's go." After that, everything went black.

Cameron's POV*

Nash talked to me a lot and we roamed my old apartment. Many pictures flooded my mind, like puzzle pieces. It was scary but riveting.

When we got back to the hotel, I noticed Jordan's door wide open. I walked in and looked around. Handcuffs on the bed, a little blood on the white sheets, her book sprawled open. I thought the worse. "Nash!!!" I yelled. He ran into the room and saw what I saw. Jordan, hurt. Taken away.

"Jordan?" he asked. He turned around but was hit with a baseball bat. By the guy Jordan was with the other night.

"The fuck?!" soon everything went black.