A Place in the Sun - cash au-

Pretty Young Thing

He pulls up to a regal looking building, it looks like we're in the upper east side of New York. He gets out and I follow after him, I wonder where he brought me. When we enter the security guard nods at him and that's when I realize he's taking me to his condo. I instantly get nervous because I hope he doesn't expect to have sex with me, I'm a virgin and I've been saving myself for a special moment in my life.

We ride up the elevator in silence, he's looking at me but I keep my eyes trained on the floor.

"Hey," he says getting close to me, he tips my head up and forces me to meet his eyes. "I just thought we'd have somewhere private to spend time together, I promise you that's all."

I feel relief. "You mean you don't plan to rape me?" I ask jokingly and he laughs with me.

I'm more relaxed down and I'm surprised when the elevator opens to reveal a spacious, modern looking condo. I guess he lives in the penthouse. I look around in awe, I guess this is how the 1% live. This is so far above the small trailer that I grew up in, it's amazing.

He sits down on his couch and pats the spot next to him, I take a seat and I have to say this is a lot more comfortable than the benches in Central Park. I can hear his phone vibrate, he reaches into his pocket and powers it off, I hide a smirk that he's ignoring whoever that Rachel woman is. He takes off his glasses and meets my eyes.

"Talk to me, Nash. I want to know everything about you," he says and I chew on my bottom lip shyly.

I start talking, telling him whatever comes to mind. I feel like I bare my soul to him, telling him my insecurities, my dreams, my interests. It seems like I talk about myself for hours, he listens so attentively. He asks me questions and maintains eye contact with me.

"What about you? I want to know about you," I request when I've run out of things to tell him. He's just as honest as I was with him, I feel connected to him because we do have some similarities despite the age gap.

Time passes by like nothing and before long we're standing in his kitchen, I'm helping him cook us some lunch. He turned on his phone again after we were finished with out conversation but he didn't reply to anything, he just sets his phone on his counter.

We make grilled cheese sandwiches, it seems kind of immature but when he asked me what I wanted to eat that's the first thing that came to mind. They're actually really good and we sit down next to each other as we eat our lunch.

I think about the couple of days that I have left in New York and I get a little sad because I don't want to leave Cameron, I want to continue to get to know him and build a relationship with him. He's literally my dream guy, it sucks that he lives so far away. I wish I had the means to attend college in New York but I just wouldn't be able to afford it. I have to take out student loans for college because my parents can't afford to help me, it sucks being poor.

His phone vibrates on the counter and he reaches over and grabs it.

"Hello," he says quietly and I can faintly hear an annoying sounding female voice on the other end. I wonder if that's Rachel calling him.

"I told you I'm busy Rachel, what's so hard to understand about that?" Cameron sounds exasperated and it makes me feel kind of good because he prefers my presence over hers. His entire demeanor is completely changed when he speaks to me as opposed to when he speaks to her.

"Jesus fucking Christ, you are clingy as fuck. We went on a couple dates, mostly to appease my mother and somehow you're acting like we're in a relationship. Acting like this isn't doing you any favors," he says in an annoyed tone and I hide a smile, I'm glad she isn't his actual girlfriend because he's definitely romantically interested in me.