I was expecting to see four Australian boys with me, but instead I woke up. In my boring bedroom. In my boring bed. Okay, cool. I woke up and started to walk downstairs, everything felt a little blurry, my walking was unstable. I wobbled side to side, and I couldn't grab the walls, I saw double of everything, two windows in one spot, two Cameron's coming toward me. Cameron held my shoulder, but I failed to move. "Are you alriiight." he looked concerned, but everything was slurred and mumbled through my ears. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. I could feel myself fall out if Cams grip and hit the floor, but I couldn't see it. I tried to scream, but I couldn't.
**CAMERON**
Ambulances came to pick up Kristy. I'm thinking of what could be wrong with her, but I just don't know what happened. She was fine yesterday night, he got her a drink of water and she went to bed. I thought about it the whole way. She looked so limp, just laying there. The thought of it made me sick, I could feel my eyes swell up with tears. I grabbed her hand which was cold, but I could still feel small pressure.
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hours went by, and we were waiting in the hospital room, she was alive for sure, but I felt like she wasn't. I smiled at her, thinking of all the amazing times we've had. I left her in the room with him, so I could use the bathroom.
**HIM**
Once Cameron left, I got on the phone with her.
"She's not dead... No. All it did was put her in a coma.----------- Yeah okay. ---- I'll try to kill her next ti-- what's are next tatitic. You act like I care. I've been pretending to love her since the beginning of June."
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This is short. but wtf am I getting you guys into. XD Comment what you thinks babes😽
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Being Cameron Dallas' Little Sister | Hayes Grier
FanfictionPROCESS OF BEING EDITED Kristy's 'step'brother, Cameron Dallas, is famous from doing crazy stuff online. When his other friends come into the picture, what happens with Kristy's image? Will the boys treat her like a friend or will they want to fig...
