Those Camsten One Shots (Stitchers)

The Other Side of the World (Part 3)

I feel so pressured right now guys. I want to get at least this fanfic entirely out before Wednesday, because that's when school starts. I did get in creative writing though, so some of these may go into school with me! Also, I just got a tumblr, but I have no clue as to how to work it. Please private message me and help.

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Kirsten and Cameron were now sitting on the couch, silent despite Cameron saying they needed to talk. The blonde finally broke the silence. "I remember."

Cameron nodded. "I didn't tell Maggie that I replaced her permanent serum with a temporary one. I needed you to forget long enough to get you on the plane, but I wanted you to remember me." Kirsten wasn't shocked by this revelation. She had guessed most of this during her time in Paris.

"Why are you here?"

The brunette beside Kirsten looked up, a pained expression similar to the one he had when she had left. "I can't live without you Kirsten. I want you to come back."

"This isn't my decision, Cameron. You know that. And I told you, I have-"

"To keep me safe. I know. Is this how you feel when I try to keep you safe?" he questioned.

Kirsten looked down, shaking her head. A slight smile was working it's way onto her face, but now was not the time for laughter and joy. She needed to get Cameron back to L.A.

"Exactly how I feel."

Cameron sat silent again, keeping his head down. Kirsten scooted closer, leaning over and resting her head on his shoulder. She knew what he wanted to hear; that she had missed him to no end, or that she felt horrible without him. But they both knew that she couldn't say that. That it would be a lie, and the both of them would have to live with that.

"I can't go back."

The brunette beside Kirsten immediately slid an arm around her, pulling her closer. "I can't leave without you."

"Cameron-"

"Please, Kirsten, just listen to me. I've been having to work in a coffee shop. A coffee shop. And, without you, I haven't wanted to do anything. I skipped five bro nights with Linus. I turned down dates. I haven't been able to forget you, Kirsten." He brought a hand to her chin and lifted it up. "I don't want to forget you."

Not able to help herself, Kirsten leaned forward and pecked him on the lips, just about to pull away before he started to kiss her back, hands holding her cheeks so she couldn't pull away. It was once again sweet and innocent, Cameron deciding not to push his luck as he had last time. They pulled away when they ran out of breath, but neither left their close proximity.

"Come back, Cupcake."

Kirsten made no response at first, thinking on what to say. She eventually find the right words. "Only if you buy me a new mug." Cameron laughed, a smile gracing his features.

"Of course, Stretch. Anything."

Kirsten leaned forward and pressed her lips against his quickly, then pulling back entirely. "Now help me clean this up."

Cameron stood up with her, both going over to carefully pick up the shattered pieces and throwing them away. The purposely bumped into each other, just to be able to look up and see the other. It was cliche, and quite childish for the both of them, but neither said that.

It took few hours to decide on what all Kirsten would keep, then pack it all. Kirsten fake identity would just disappear, meaning that they wouldn't have to worry about making sure she closed all account and quit work. Disappearing, Kirsten decided, was much easier than leaving.

Cameron had already bought plane tickets for the both of them, and Kirsten took hers, not even bothering to see where the location was. People bustled around the two, most speaking in hurried French. Cameron grabbed Kirsten's shoulder suddenly, pulling here over to a corner that wasn't too crowded. "Where do you want to go?"

It was then that Kirsten looked down at her ticket. It was a universal one, good for any flight. She looked up, disbelief taking over her. "Cameron, these must have cost a fortune."

"I worked at a coffee shop, Kirsten. Good coffee, good tips."

She lunged forward and wrapped her arms around him. "We don't have to go back to L.A, Princess. We can be normal."

"I'm not normal," she whispered.

"Well, as normal as a girl with TD can get."

Kirsten pulled back. She thought of all the places in her mind that she wanted to go, until she realized none of them were appealing enough alone. "I want to go wherever you want to go," she said quietly.

"Vegas, here we come!"

The blonde punched Cameron in the shoulder, and he laughed. "I just want to be with you."

A look went between them, and they both knew there was only one destination for them. Sprinting toward the gate Kirsten had been originally heading to, they quickly went through gate, heading back to the only place they knew would be home. As the plane took off for L.A, Kirsten held on tightly to Cameron's hand.

She would never be normal, that was for sure. There would be ups and downs, and there would be fights. Kirsten could already see that. She had TD, and nothing was changing that. There would be hellos and good byes, but the good byes would never be permanent, and that was enough information for her.

A/N

So, sorry if this seemed a little rushed, but I wanted it to be out before I go to the dentist tomorrow, and before Wednesday, since I have school. I still have tons of prompts in the works, so be watching. I'll try to have one story out every weekend, but some might be skipped because of my busy schedule.

Also, I just kinda wanted to thank you guys for your never ending niceness. I actually joined to solely read fanfiction, but I've enjoyed writing so much. You guys being vocal and talking with me had encouraged me to continue, and I don't think I'll ever get used to how nice everyone is! Thank you so much!

:)   Noelle