Choose? (unfinished, 2015)

Chapter 15

December 26th
<Beth's POV>

New Years Eve is coming up extremely quickly, so I decided to go to the mall to find the perfect outfit. I just tried on a gorgeous one that I absolutely love! It's a glittery gold tank top, with white jeans, and a black leather jacket.

I quickly paid for it, and then decided to head out to the food court. I know I should've eaten healthy, but I ended up going to Taco Bell because it just smelled so good! I sat down with my heavenly taco, and decided to go through Twitter.

After about five minutes of stalking random fans, I heard someone sit across from me at my table. I looked up and noticed it was the one and only Cameron Dallas.

"Hey Cameron!" I say laughing.

"Hey Beth, what are you doing here?" he says, with a cute grin.

"I was just out shopping! What about you?"

"I was shopping for a new leather jacket. Kian spilled cocoa on my other one!" he said pouting, and I laughed.

"Well did you find one yet?" I asked, teasing him.

"No, I can't find one that looks good at me. Well I mean, everything looks good on me, but I just can't pick!" He says, pretending to cry.

"Oh save it Cam. I'm the fashionista here, and I'm now gonna shop with you to find a perfect one, whether you like it or not!" I say, and he grins.

"Yes!" he yells, and a few people turn to stare.

He sits there for a few minutes, watching me as I eat, but he finally speaks. "You eat to slow. I'm gonna help you out here." he says, and snatches my beloved taco out of my loving arms and shoves it into his disgusting mouth!

"My taco! How could you?" I say, horrified, and he laughs.

"Well it's gone now, so we can get going!" he says, winking at me. I wanted nothing more at that moment then to smack him.

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We had looked everywhere for Cam's perfect jacket, and with lots of work had found one. I have to admit, he looked pretty dang hot in it. With his plain white t-shirt, dark wash jeans, and now his jacket, he looked picture perfect and model ready.

"Like what you see?" Cameron said, waggling his eyebrows at me.

"Nope." I say stubbornly, and he pouted his lip out.

"Come on Beth, it looks pretty hot, doesn't it?" he asks.

"Yes" I think to myself.

"Fine, it looks decent. Buy it." I say, and he cracks a grin.

He buys the jacket, and then we decide to mess around. First, we try to go up the down escalator, but I kept slipping so he picked me up and tried to carry me. Then we went to Claire's and tried on all the silly wigs and hats. We went off and asked random people to take selfies with us, snatched food from random strangers in the food court, jumped on the beds in bed bath and beyond, and nearly gotten kicked out of three stores.

We did weird stuff like this for a few hours, and we are now sitting on a bench outside of the polo outlet.

"That was so fun!" I say, laughing and trying to catch my breath.

"Remember the pacasun store manager? 'Get out of my store!'" Cameron laughed, mimicking the grumpy old store manager.

"Yeah, if looks could kill, we'd both be dead!" I agree.