Stockholm Syndrome

Chapter 4

"So that's why I zone out all the time." I just poured my guts out to Cameron. Everything that happened between me and Matt, why I don't know that it happened, all the fights we got in. I had zoned out multiple times just remembering what happened back then.

It was about 11 at night and Cameron's roommate/best friend, Nash, was sleeping. He seemed like a cool guy. We were sat on the couch in front of the TV that was quieted down because Cameron wanted to hear my story. I looked at him and he had a hard set look on his face. I didn't know if he was processing all of it, if he was mad, or sad. His eyes didn't give it away at all like matts would.

"Is that why you were scared when I mention digi fest? Because Matt was there?" Just hearing his name sent shivers down my spine.

"Yeah." I mumbled looking down. I started to pick at my nailpolish, a nervous habit of mine. He took my hand in his and I looked up at him.

"Is there anyway I can make you feel better right now? I know it must be hard to talk about that." He told me. I smiled genuinely.

"We could watch a movie." I suggested. He smiled brightly and turned on Netflix.

"Which one?" He asked, his eyes glued to the screen.

"How about the hunger games?" I said. "Wait what time is it? Like 11?" I asked. He nodded his head. What was I thinking, I don't have time for a movie. "I have to go back to my apartment! My friend is going to get worried about me." I told him.

"Can't you stay?" He gave me puppy dog eyes and stuck his lip out.

"I don't think so. It's 11 right now and if we watch the movie it will be 1 in the morning and I don't think she'll be too happy with me coming back at 1." I told him quickly, picking up my purse and shoving my phone in it.

"Well how are you going to get home?" He asked.

"You're going to drive me."

"No I'm not. I want you to stay." He said sassily as I stood up. He stood up too and blocked my path to the door. "You don't have a ride, you can't leave."

"I'll call a cab." I smirked, knowing I found a loophole from him.

"Please don't leave! I had such a good time with you I don't want it to end!" He pleaded.

"I had a good time with you too it's just... My roommate."

"Just text her and say you're staying the night and that you'll be safe. Please? For me?" He put his hands on my waist and walked closer to me, making me take a step back. I wasn't sure what he was trying to do but I didn't really like it.

He furrowed his eyebrows and took a step closer. I took another step back. The process happened for about 10 more steps and then I was up against a wall. "See now you can't leave. Just text your roommate and tell her you'll be back by 9 tomorrow." He told me. I felt my body start to heat up and I tried to side step him and get out of between him and the wall.

"Cameron, I don't feel comfortable like this." I whined. He looked at what he was doing and sighed. He took his hands off my waist and ran them through his hair.

"Fuck, Alexa. I'm sorry." I was taken aback by his choice of words. "You just told me how you've been hurt in the past and I probably just put you in that situation again." He blamed himself.

He sat on the couch and out his face in his hands. "Hey, Cameron. It's okay. Don't beat yourself up over it I'm fine. You're fine. It's all fine." I took a deep breath before speaking again. "If you want me to stay I can't text lily. But no funny business or I'm leaving." I warned him. I sat on the couch and in about ten seconds he lifted his head up.

"Really?" He asked like an excited little kid on Christmas morning.

"Yes, really." I giggled. He smiled brightly and tackled me into a hug. I laughed and hugged him back.

To him this wasn't any funny stuff. It was just his personality. He's just flirtatious and I'm fine with that but if he tries to kiss me tonight then I'm done. But also then again it wouldn't be that bad. I have to have some fun after all.

He let go of me and I sat back upright, fixing my clothes. I still had his sweatshirt on because his apartment was freezing cold. But then again there's just something wrong with me because I become like an ice cube at night.

I heard the movie start playing and I settled into the couch. I saw Cameron scoot closer and he snaked his arm around my waist. I flinched from his touch but slowly ease into it. I saw him smile slightly from the corner of my eye. I rested my head on his shoulder and took a deep breath.

"I really like you, Alexa." Cameron played with my hair. I tensed up as he said that. I didn't respond for about a minute and I felt him get worried. "Please say something." He begged.

"I like you too." Before I even thought about it, the words came out of my mouth. In just one day he managed to break through my walls and accept me for who I was, and somehow made me trust him with.. Well just about everything.

He held me tighter against him by my waist as his hand creeped up and played with the ends of my hair. "I know that you've been hurt in the past." I shifted in his grip when he said that. He swung his right arm over and wrapped it around my waist too, pulling both of us on our sides and facing eachother. "Just hear me out. Please." He begged.

I felt like I was about to fall off the couch so I put my hands on his chest and fisted his t-shirt as my leg wrapped around both of his. He held me tighter to him and I felt a smile creep on my face but I pushed it back.

"You've been hurt before, I get it. But please, if you're willing, give me a chance. You're so beautiful, Alexa, and I don't want you getting hurt by anyone else. Please just let me date you for one week and if you don't think it's working out then break up with me. I'll be totally fine and understand but just give me a chance. I promise I won't hurt you." He begged. I bit my lip, thinking about all the possible scenarios that could happen.

"Can I just have time to think about it?"

"Take all the time in the world. I can wait for months." He said. I smiled an uneasy smile. All of this seemed too perfect. How could he just meet me and practically love me the same day. I was holding him like a girlfriend would though. My leg wrapped around his and my hands on his chest. Just like I would with Matt. I sighed.

"Could we get more comfortable, I feel like I'm going to fall off." I said awkwardly. He smiled and nodded. We laid down on the couch together, pretty close because the couch didn't go out that far. He wrapped his arms around my waist and held my back firm up against his chest. I felt his head nuzzle into my hair and his leg wrap around mine.

I smiled again, happy that someone was actually there for me other than lily. But then my paranoid side came out. Is this all a prank, joke, dare? How can I really truly trust him. Maybe telling him all that stuff was a mistake. I can't believe I let him get to know me this is horrible.

He turned the hunger games up more and we watched it together. I fiddled with his fingers that were helping him hold me close the him. His hands were like as big as my stomach. They are ginormous.

I rested my hands over his as I drifted into sleep.