2 weeks later...
Brittany's pov
The last two weeks have consisted of nothing but working, photo shoots, coming home, and going to bed. I haven't talked to barely anyone and summers ending in around a month. It's a Sunday morning and I decided to take a shower. I was about to undress when I got a phone call from my manager Ally.
Phone call:
Hey Brittany !Hey Alex
So I've got some big news...
Okay what's up
The modeling agency wants you to go on a tour. For about a month. It would be longer accept we can't have you modeling full time when school starts up. This is optional but it's a great opportunity. Call me back tonight with your final decision.
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Then Alex ended the call. I just moved to California and I'm expected to leave for a month. Although I am sick of the stress around here, and how could I turn down a tour. I'm going. I decided to call Alex back.
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Hey Alex, I've decided I'll goYayyyy! We leave tomorrow morning at 4 am, get packing muah!
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I hate how she ends calls so abruptly. But I'm leaving tomorrow morning to I might as well get packing. I called Matt and gabi to tell them that I'd be away on business and they seemed fine with it. I told them I didn't know when I'd be back, I wanted to surprise them when I came home. I made myself dinner and washed the dishes I used. I went upstairs and began packing. When I finished it was time to stop avoiding something I've been doing for awhile. I wrote a letter to Cameron that I'll slip under his door tomorrow morning really early. The boys never lock the door so I'd be able to get in with out a problem. I went to sleep around 7.
*BEEEP BEEEP BEEEP*
I groaned as I shut my alarm off. I went into the bathroom and washed my face. I did my normal makeup routine and pulled my hair into a pony tail. I put on my flowered shorts with a white crop top and sandals. I grabbed my suitcase, carry on, and purse and headed downstairs I had my phone in my left hand and the letter in the other. I jumped into the limo waiting outside of my house and asked for them to stop up the street. I got out and ran inside. I went straight up to Cameron's room and took a deep breath. This would be the closest I'd be to him in a long time. I slipped the letter under his door and quietly ran down stairs, not stoping once. I was about to leave my home and friends behind to do the two things I'm best at. Modeling & running away from my problems.
Camerons pov.
It was still dark out but I woke up to a thud at the front door. I got up and walked towards my bedroom door, I was going to go down stairs to make sure everything was okay. I took three steps when my right foot landed on a piece of paper. I looked down and picked it up. The envelope read Cameron ... I recognized the handwriting immediately and tore it open. As I continued reading I cried more and more.
The letter
Dear Cameron
I love you so much. I'm sorry if these past few weeks have made you think otherwise. I'm writing this letter to tell you a few things. I got offered to go on a tour for a while. At first I was in denial but I decided I couldn't take the pain of living only a few houses down from you and not seeing you every day. I accepted it because running away from you has seemed to be much easier than facing our problems. I know you don't love me, your love is for Madison. And I get that. I'm not sure how long I'll be gone, and when I do come home, I'm not sure if I'll stay. Not that you care. I feel ridiculous for writing this but I felt you needed to know..
I love you Cameron Alexander Dallas. I fell in love with a brown eyed boy this summer that I can't get out of my mind.
As your reading this I'm on my way to the first stop in the tour, I'm on a plane leaving LAX, leaving a boy that I love. I'm sorry if I've hurt you. I never meant to do that intentionally. I guess I couldn't handle myself. I snuck into your house to slip this note under your door so no one could try to stop me from leaving. Have fun in senior year with all of our friends without me, I'm almost certain I'm moving away when I get back. I'm sorry but I can't handle the pain anymore. I'm doing what's best for everyone.
If I don't end up leaving when I get back from my tour or you do end up getting to see me again, I promise to give you a chance to explain. I'm realizing I never gave you that chance.Have a great rest of the summer and senior year Cameron,
I'll never stop missing and loving you,
Brittany
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She left. I can't believe this. I was speechless and didn't know what to do. This is going to be a very, very long summer with out her.
Brittany's pov
Flight 106 your flight is now boarding. Came over the loud speaker. I stood up in sync with Alex and we both looked at each other. She handed the lady our tickets and we boarded our plane. I looked out the window as our flight took off.
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Narrator
The next few weeks went by with Brittany barely contacting any of her friends back in California. She acted very happy walking down runways and red carpets but she really wasn't. Life away from her friends wasn't how she liked it and she missed Cameron more than ever. As for Cameron. He's doing okay. The first few weeks without Brittany were very difficult but he's slowly starting to be more like himself. It still hurts him to think that he's more than likely never going to see Brittany again. And it's around the end of August which means schools starting in September. It's his senior year and he's trying to make the most out of it. He'll still have his friends Matt Nash Jack Carter Hayes and gabi, and his upcoming vine and youtube career to keep him on track. He is slowly forgetting Brittany. He's planning on making the most of his senior year. But little does he know that he has a big surprise coming his wAy.
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A/N for the purpose of this story, all of the boys are going to be in the same grade and age group.
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