Fly Away

Part 8

As Cameron and I approached class, I felt Cameron tug on my wrist, holding me back. I turn to look at him with wondering eyes.

"What?" I asked softly.

"We aren't going to class just yet." He mumbled.

"Wait until class starts, and then after fifteen minutes, we can go in." He wouldn't look me in the eyes and he look a little embarrassed. What was with this sudden change in atmosphere. It felt, weird; like a warm tingly sensation.

"Uhm, okay I guess," I reply nervously. Cameron released my wrist and we just stood there unsure what to do.

I watched as countless girls walked passed us, standing next to each other, every single one of them shooting deaths glares at me and only me. I heard Cameron sigh. He must have seen it too. I went back to staring at the crowd of people that walked passed us and to their own classes, and something caught my eye. Through the people and all the way across the hall, I could see a girl and a boy staring deeply into each others eyes. The boy had his hand behind her back, pulling her I'm close. I watched as the boy leaned down to touch his nose to hers. I watched as the girl gigged as she cradled his face in her hands and as they connected in a deep and passionate kiss. It seemed to have all happened in slow motion, and it felt like time had stopped for them and only them.

I watched in a trance, and wondered if I would ever experience something like that. I looked up at Cameron and he had been watching them too, for he was looking back down at me. I blushed and took my head back, away from his stare.

We were standing closer together now, our hands almost touching. As I looked back at the couple that stood on the opposite hall as us, I saw the girl standing in front of him, while he had wrapped is arms around her. She was smiling and looked like she was at peace with the world. I felt my heart ache, I wanted to know what that feeling felt like. It wasn't fair.

I looked to the floor and started to wonder if anything romantic would really happen to me. As I was lost in my thoughts, I didn't see Cameron turn back down to me and I didn't see the pained expression on his face. But I felt it. I felt his fingers brush the tips of mine, then slowly trace them and up toward my palms. He laced his fingers with mine and at first I didn't realize. But as soon as I did, my eyes widened and I slowly turned my head down to where our hands were intertwined. I looked up to Cameron and he was looking back down on me. I smiled at him, felt myself blush while my eyes filled with tears. He looked back at me with joyful eyes and smiled back lovingly. I let a tear roll down my cheek before I slowly wiped my eyes. I looked down in his direction and we both turned toward each other. I studied the boy that stood before me. The tall, handsome boy when I had only met a few days ago was standing with me holding my hand, waiting for something, anything to happen. I looked down at his hand that was grasping mine, while I just let my hand sit there.

Slowly I pulled my fingers up, linking my hand with his. His hand felt warm and I felt that warm tingly sensation I felt before, but this time, in my heart. I looked up at him with a hopeful look and he smiled down on me, looking as if he were the luckiest man in the world.

There was no one else in the hall way, and I was happy we were alone. Cameron learned his head down, and my heart was beating faster and faster. Was he going to kiss me? I closed my eyes and waited. His eyes were close to shut and he was barley touching my lips when he pulled away. I opened my eyes and looked into his face. He was looking to the floor, his eyes had darkened with the same sad look I had seen before.

"Cameron? Are you alright?" I whispered. Cameron grasp on mine tightened and he looked into my eyes.

"I want you to be the one." He said softly, a tinge of pain in his voice. He leaned down and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close. I let him hug me and I put my arms around him. I felt my shoulder become warm and I heard him start to sniffle.

"I want you to be the one." he said over and over, his voice becoming thick. We both slid downwards, and I had my back to the wall while Cameron wept into my chest. I pulled a hand through his hair in an attempt to comfort him. It only made him hold me tighter. I didn't ask any questions, I jut let him get out all his feelings.

After a few minutes, Cameron had stopped crying and was now just resting his head on my chest.

"I can hear you heart beat" he said, slightly stuffed up.

"Its so calming." I blushed. I Didn't want this moment to end but I asked

"Hey, are you okay now? We've been out here long enough right? Are you ready to go to class now. Cameron lifted his head up, very close to mine. And he smiled one of his beautiful smiles.

"Yeah." He replied. He got up first before helping me to my feet. We both looked at each other before he opened the door to our class. As we walked into class, I felt all eyes on us. I kept my head down in embarrassment. The teacher looked up and said

"Ah, glad you could join us you two." With a sarcastic tone. I looked up at Cameron and he smiled and said

"Sorry about that teach" I was about to turn to walk toward the back to my desk but Cameron grabbed my wrist again.

Don't go yet. I heard him think. Before I had any idea what was going on, Cameron pulled me back, spun me around and pushed his lips onto mine.