Finding Her

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Bella's p.o.v
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The couch was empty, me being the only person sitting on it. No one else in this hotel room but me. I was lonely, but I was forbidden to sleep in the same hotel room as my very famous boyfriend. His career is still new and everyone wanted people to love him. I would get in the way of that.

But—Do they honestly think I'm going to "follow" the rules? Hell, "rules" isn't in my vocabulary because I never follow them.

So, I sneak down the hallway, into the guys hotel room. Surely enough, they were all still wide awake, as usual.

Nash is the first one to spot me and proceeded to stare me up and down, making me feel uncomfortable like he always did when he did that.

"Hey, Bella." Nash says. I smile before sending him a small wave. "Cameron! Bella's here!" He shouts. I squint my eyes, due to my highly sensitive. Cameron knew that— and speaking of Cameron, he trots into the room, a smile plastered on his face as the sight of me.

"Hey, baby." He states rather cutely and I smile at the pet name, "Hi, Cam." I say. He places a kiss on my forehead quickly before looking back down at me.

"What brings you here at," He paused to check the time on his phone,"eleven twenty-three at night?" He finishes as he snakes his arm around my small waist.

I sigh, not really wanting to tell him why I'm here. Let's get one thing clear first—Cameron was a goody goody when it came to following the rules for his career. He never broke the rules, so really, I already knew the answer to my question before stepping foot into this hotel room.

I sigh, "Y'know— I'm gonna sound like such a baby, but I really can't sleep without you, Cameron." He quickly sighs,"Bella, I know it's really hard right now, but we can't stay in the same room together and you know that." He says before cupping my cheeks.

"You can't break the rules just this one time? For me? Live a little, Dallas." I joke with a pouty lip. Cameron gives an apologetic smile.

"Bella, I really can't." He says with a bit of a serious tone this time. I sigh and take a step back. "Well fine." I pout back at him.

"Bella—" Cameron calls, but I continue walking out of the hotel room, embarrassed at how absolutely needy I sounded right in front of him.

I would have easily broken the rules for Cameron in this situation. My mind couldn't help but wonder why he wouldn't do the same for me? Were we growing apart? Was his career getting to the best of him?

I tried ignoring my overbearing thoughts, but I couldn't seem to shake the fact that Cameron put his career before me for the first time. I was happy for him, but we had been together for so long—I was completely dumbfounded.

I shut the door to my hotel room after entering. I kick off my slippers and jumped into bed. I needed to get out of here. I needed to get off this tour and live. If Cameron was going to act like I was nothing because he's too big for his britches now, I'm leaving— and I knew exactly where to go to.

New York.

It's the biggest city ever and he would never find me. In fact, none of the guys would. I would be totally invisible and free from all of the rules and regulations that came with touring with them.

I just needed to get away from Cameron and all the bullshit he was being dragged into with this whole "magcon" deal. He's been stressing out which only makes me stressed out. I just needed to run.

I love Cameron, but right now I feel like the spark between us is fizzling out. I just want to know if he's willing to fight for what we have because it is—rather used to be— special.

That's when the idea came. The idea to write a puzzle or maybe a scavenger hunt. Make it a whole thing. A game— and I'll call it?

Finding Her.