Once Upon A Slap

(29) Oh Fuck This. I Want You To See

I could wake up like this everyday. The cool summer breeze leaving a fresh and airy scent, the sun's soothing rays hitting my face.

I felt at peace.

I have no idea how, but I somehow fell asleep and didn't wake up again. I don't get it. I've been trying for years to sleep a peaceful slumber but have never succeeded. Then magically, I sleep in the same bed as Cameron and ta da! I sleep like a baby.

What is it about that boy that I just can't get enough of?

Cameron may be the one who poisoned me but he is the only one with the cure. Cameron is the cure. My cure.

Then, I realized what a compromising position we both were in. My leg was still draped over Cameron's and my arms were also still wrapped around his neck. What changed was the fact that one of Cameron's arms were around my waist, roping me the closest he possibly could and the other arms was groping my butt. The lower part of his arm was resting on my thigh while his hand was tightly squeezing my ass.

I like it.

Not being able to help it, I blushed a cherry red. I don't want to move because I want his hands to stay there.

Is that bad?

I wasn't sure if this qualifies as cheating on Colin. Well, to be fair, it's not like he asked me to be his girlfriend anyway. We just went on a date and and again, it wasn't really even a date. For Christ's sake, there were four guys and me. That's not a date by a long shot. I decided that I have no reason to feel bad. I don't even think I actually like Colin; we just don't flow properly.

Cameron and I, however.

I could almost feel a buzzing feeling throughout my body because of how he was touching me. I got up from Cameron's bare chest and slid up to make it so that we were face to face. Cameron looks about two years younger than he actually is when he's sleeping. His lips are slightly parted into an o and he's making small and quiet snores. His eyes are closed and I suddenly crave to see his eyes burning holes throughout me, igniting something that died a long time ago.

I laid a kiss on Cameron's cheek, content with the moment.

My prayers were answered. His eyelids fluttered open and his eyes locked with mine. At that very second, I knew that if I had been standing, my knees would've given way and I would have fell.

Question is, would Cameron catch me?

If I fell, would he catch me? Or would he let me face the cold and rejecting floor?

"Catty?" Cameron's voice sent shudders throughout me. His voice was normally deep as hell but now, it's reached a new low. His voice was rougher than normal. Truthfully? It was sexy as fuck and he didn't even have to try. I licked my parched lips.

"Yeah?" I whispered, not wanting to break the comfortable silence.

"I really like you."

My steady breathing hitched and I averted my gaze. Is this the part where I say it back? I really do like him.

"Hey," Cameron's hand went under my chin and tilted it upwards. Cameron's eyes searched mine softly. Then, his eyes closed and he began to lean in.

I stared at him, shocked and unable to move. Cameron's lips met mine and I felt a fire igniting, burning it's way through my body. It was soft. It was steady. It was exactly what my life is not. The passion engulfed me. Cameron's soft and plump lips pressed mine, urging for me to kiss back. I was too numb and shocked to kiss back but that doesn't mean I was happy when he stopped. Cameron pursed his lips.