Broken (Cameron Dallas)

✖Chapter 11✖️

"That's a good answer," I say and jot notes in my notebook.

"What can I say, I'm a smart guy," Cam smirks. I hear him hop off of the kitchen counter and pull up a chair beside me, sitting down. "So, you said that if we worked for at least half an hour we could go swimming," he whispers in my ear, "it's been forty five minutes and we got two hours worth of work done, so..."

I roll my eyes, "I did say that didn't I..."

"Yeah..." He whines like a little kid. I laugh.

"Okay, let me get changed," I say and walk into the washroom.

"I'll be on the beach!" He shouts excitedly.

I slip on my new purple two piece. Looking at myself on the mirror my mood instantly drops. I sigh and look at my wrists.

"Ash!" I hear Cameron shout from outside. I walk outside of the washroom and see Cameron on the beach through the window. I watch as he takes his shirt off as he patiently waits for me.

I start to wonder why Dawson smirked at me when he saw me with Cameron, as if I was in danger. I walk out side, crossing my arms over my stomach. Cam turns around and stares at me, completely dazed.

"Is the water cold?" I ask feeling awkward. Was he checking me out?

He blinks once and snaps back into reality, then smirks, "I don't know, you tell me."

Suddenly he pick me up bridal style and runs toward the water.

"Cameron!" I squeal, not entirely wanting to get wet. My protests were useless, Can runs into the water an throws me. I fall into the water, the coldness exhilarating me. When I brake the surface I stand up, the water up to my waist, an start splashing Cam.

"Dang that's cold!" He shouts, then goes under. The water was so clear I could see him swimming towards me. When he rises he's right in front of me. He wraps his arms around my waist, I was too lost on his eyes to do anything. His eyes glance down at my lips then back into my eyes. I tried to read his emotions by looking in his eyes. They were deep with emotion and thought.

He rests his head against mine, his breathe slowly paced. I close my eyes, a small smile on my face.

"I want to kiss you," he says quietly, almost inaudible.

I open my eyes and look up into his again.

He looks deeply into my eyes, a small, sweet smile on his face. He tilts my chin up and leans in slowly. When our lips collide, I felt a shock in my heart. I kiss him back.

He pulls away, but I'm still in his embrase. "I've been wanting to do that for a while now," he says, making me blush. I rest my head on his chest as he rest his head on mine.

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After we kept swimming we came back inside to watch a movie. I sit beside Cam on the couch, as he puts an arm around me.

Many thoughts were swirling around my mind. Does he care about me? I couldn't help but fear that this was all fake. That Cam would turn on me again.

"You okay?" He whispers, I nod.

He has to care about me, if he didn't care then why would he want me to trust him, why would he hang out with me all the time, why would he kiss me?

I rest my head on his shoulder, I need to start trusting someone...

"So, what is your family like?" He asks out of the bloom.

I flinch at his question, moving away from him to see his face, "Why do you ask?"

"Just trying to get a conversation going," he says, confused to my sudden worriedness.

"Oh..." I say and rest my head back on his shoulder.

"Now I really want to know," he says.

Here is my chance, I could tell him about Allen. For some reason I feel like everything would be fine if I did. But that's wrong, Allen would hunt me down, and harm Maria. And if Cameron were to turn again...

"Well," I say thinking carefully, "I don't know It's just a regular family." Lie.

"You're lying," he says.

"Fine," I didn't have to tell him about Allen, but if he wants a story I'll give him one.

"My dad was in the army, he died in combat when I was seven. When I was nine, my mom remarried to my step-dad Allen. Maria was born. My mom became very ill, she passed on as well," there was so much more I could say, like, Allen beats me everyday, he's never sober. I worry everyday that he will harm Maria, so she basically lives in a daycare.

"I'm sorry I brought it up," he says quietly looking at me in the eyes, his arm around me pulling me closer.

"I needed to tell someone eventually," I say.

"You never told anyone this?" He asks slightly surprised. I nod.

"What about your family?" I ask.

A/n: I'm creating Cameron a brand new family in this book.

Just like I did, he flinches at my question. "My family doesn't really matter."

"I spilled out my story, now it's your turn," I protest.

He grits his teeth, "Fine, but I'm not telling you the whole thing since you didn't tell me your whole story." How did he know?

"My family doesn't love me, my mom and da are both equally rich, owning a huge car company with a name that I don't give a shit about, I never see them. They are always gone getting drunk in Las Vegas or where ever the fuck they are. They leave me home alone, suppose to send money every month, but they don't. So really I barely get by," he says in anger, scaring me slightly. He exhales slowly.

"What part did you not tell me?" I ask soothingly.

"A lot," he says looking at me, "there's a lot you don't know about me." He turns to the tv.

I look back at the tv screen, wondering about how I felt. I felt like I should be more scared of Cam, but I still felt grounded. I was curious I wanted to know Cam, his whole story, I feel like I could actually know him then, who he really is. I also felt like he won't hurt me anymore.

I actually think I trust him.