11:11 | Cameron Boyce Story

November 8 2014. 03:45am

Cameron

"Cam?"
My bedroom door opens slowly and the light from the hallway practically blinds me.
"Bella? What's up?" I sit up, rubbing my eyes and trying to get them to adjust.
She jumps onto my bed, pulling the covers over, "I can't sleep."
"You can stay here with me." I whisper and pull her into my chest, wrapping my arms around her waist.
We lie there for about ten minutes, I'm half asleep, but Bella wriggles out of my grip to face me, "Cam, what do you believe in?"
"What do you mean?" I ask.
She switches on the table light next to her and then turns back to me again, "Like, superstitions and stuff. What do you believe is real?"
I chuckle, "Don't you think that's a little random to be talking about at 3:30 at night?"
"I don't know," shrugging, she smiles, "it's just been on my mind lately."
"I believe in the boogey man!" Jokingly, I grab Isabella and tickle her, "Kidding. I'm not really that superstitious, but I believe in karma. So, like, what goes around, comes back around and all that. What about you?"
"I believe in wishes. Especially at 11:11."
I frown, not fully understanding what she's talking about.
Bella picks up on that and explains in better detail, "You know, when it turns 11:11pm and you make a wish. I believe that they will always come true. You were my 11:11 wish, and look where that got me!"
"And is that all?" I laugh.
"Nope. Ghosts and vampires are real too!" She jumps onto me and pretends to bite my neck.
I push her back down and kiss her before rolling back over to my side, "Alright, Miss Cullen, get some sleep. We've got a photoshoot at 8 tomorrow."
Obviously, she's not tired at all, and she giggles and slams her face into the pillow, "Okay, fine. Night, I love you, Cammy Poo!"
She's acting like she's drunk or something, but it's actually pretty cute, "Night, Bella. I love you too."