Cameron walked around the hotel a couple of times until he decided that the guys would start hunting him down if he didn't go back.
He was right.
A pair of icy blue eyes catches his attention as he begins to push the button for the elevator.
"Hey Cam" Nash says coming up from behind him.
Cameron's shudders as he hears the nickname, "Uh hey Nash"
Nash looks at him confused. "Dude you've been acting really weird for the past couple of weeks, I know it takes a lot to be on tour but we said we liked doing this because of the fans. We are living our dreams bro. Like what we do is pretty awesome. I get homesick too but then I remember that this is way better than what I ever could've imagined. And I get reminded of that every time we go onstage." Nash says.
"Nah it's not that. I really like all of the stuff that we do it's just- never mind not that important" Cameron sighs.
"No Cam it is important because if you're not happy then I'm not happy and two unhappy guys on stage are just-- well depressing. Is it because of that girl back home- Nicole?" Nash asks.
Cameron almost laughs. Nicole had gone to school with him since 3rd grade and she was nice and pretty and everything, he just never really wanted her like that. He knew she did at first and when they kissed in 9th grade she knew that something was up. She was a really pretty girl, long dark hair, piercing green eyes and petite. Any guy would think she was very hot. He just wasn't as attracted to her as much as he was to Nash. He remembers confessing this to her when they were in 10th grade and her being more accepting than she thought she would. She hugged him and promised not to tell a soul. He loved her in a very sisterly way and was so glad that he had her.
You'll never get anywhere if you don't tell him how you feel!- his brain yelled
Yeah, but he could hate me and be disgusted if I do...
Yeah but won't you feel glad that he knows and you can be able to move on from him?
Yeah but what if I don't wanna "move on"
Lost in his own thoughts Cameron completely forgot that Nash was in front of him still wanting an answer.
"I mean I guess" Cameron shrugged hurrying himself on the elevator.
"Oh my god Cameron stop acting like a fucking child! All I want to know is what the hell is going on in your head! Stop beating around the fucking bush dammit and just spit it out!" Nash says pushing the stop button as the doors close.
"Fuck Nash stop pestering me about it okay?!" Cameron shouts pissed off.
"No Cameron we are going to talk about this dude! You're going to end up ruining everything we have worked so hard for! I'm not letting you flush that all down the drain because one girl that doesn't even matter and probably only likes you for the fame!" Nash spits.
Oh no he didn't...
"Well Nash you just might have to do it without me then bro. I told you I was fine but maybe that isn't good enough for you. So maybe I will just have to go, to make it easier for you and your friends. Oh and not to mention your boyfriend!" Cameron snaps.
Shit where did that come from?
"Boyfriend?" Nash asks.
I roll my eyes. "Oh come on Nash everybody knows you have a thing for Shawn its super fucking obvious.
"What the actual fuck does that have to do with anything Cameron?! Plus he is straight and more like a brother than anything to me!" Nash shouts.
"Just fuck it Nash I'm tired and I don't have patience for this today. I'm fucking tired and I need to sleep." I groan.
"Fine," he says starting the elevator back up again, "but we will talk about this again tomorrow" he says sternly.
I groan and shove my headphones back into my ears catching the last few lyrics of Melanie Martinez's Soap.
I feel it coming up my throat
Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap
God I wish I never spoke
Now I gotta wash (wash) mouth (mouth) with soap
I feel it coming up my throat
Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap
God I wish I never spoke
Now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap.
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What you Do to ME
FanfictionCameron didn’t know what to do. This wasn’t supposed to happen. He wasn’t supposed to be that guy. He didn’t know why when he looked at girls he didn’t get as excited as he should. But it all started when he came into the picture. The guy that made...
