Help Me ~ c.d

1.6

| Alia |

Coming home, I felt on the verge of drunk and happened to be very tired. Cameron hadn't returned yet so I ran myself a bath. I laid in there for quite awhile. I mulled things over in the hot bath. I was getting married soon. To the man I love and I couldn't be happier. When I finally pried myself out of the warm water, I rushed into the closet to find clothes. 

I grabbed a gray sweatshirt and black leggings. I pulled them on quickly and soon realized the sweatshirt was Cameron's. I smiled to myself and pulled out my laptop. 

I began to work more on the book I was finally writing. It was nearly done. I was all too proud of it and it was yet to be finished or edited or approved. I was worried I'd spent the last few months writing something that would never be published. It would e left to my own knowledge at most. I did not want that fate. 

Cameron walked through the front door and yelled quite loudly. You could hear the slurs and lucky for me, Cameron was a nice, fun, drunk. 

"Alia! Cameron is drinker than I've ever seen him. I'm so sorry." Matt yells. 

I sigh as three boys come in, one being dragged by the other two. His face lights up when he sees me. 

"THERE SHE IS! That is the beautiful girl I was telling you about. Isn't she lovely? I'm gonna marry her. God she's beautiful. " He slurs and rambles. They sit him down on the bed. 

"He has not shut up about you all night." Nash rolls his eyes. I blush. "But he's all yours. Good luck." HE laughs. We say our goodbyes and I walk Cam to the bathroom. I run the bath water. He sits on the counter and keeps on rambling about how much he loves me. 

"You are really hot. Are you sure we're dating? Woah!" He gasps. "Are you a model?" I laugh. 

"Yes we are dating. And I am not a model. " 

"You should be. Is that for me?" He points to the water. I nod. He takes off his shirt. He then yawns. "I'm really tired." He starts to drift to sleep. 

"Stay awake, Cam. Oh, gosh, just, here" I begin to get frustrated and end up undressing him for him and putting him in the tub. He begins to wash his body and starts to laugh when I begin to wash his hair for him. I sit on a stool on the side of the bath. 

"Thank you, babygirl," he says before falling peacefully asleep. 

No matter how drunk cameron gets he never acts any different to me. He's not the scary drunk you'd make him out to be. It's usually quite fun with a drunk cameron. 

I drain the bath and take cameron out. I dry him off then dress him in some pajamas.

Soon enough I have him passed out in the bed. I'm positive he'll have a massive hangover in the morning. Poor thing. He'll learn his lesson though. 

And so I fall asleep next to him, and dream of the day when everything turns perfect. 

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a/n: 

so this sucks

yikes sorry lol wedding soon though so that'll be a long chapter

ily guys 

bye