Growing Up with Dallas || C.D.

Thirty-one

I woke up with the sun hitting my face. "Ugh" I told myself.

"Hey beautiful" I turned and screamed when I saw Cameron laying there next to me.

I got up with bed sheets covering me. The bed sheets got off of Cameron and all he was wearing were boxers. He got up and walked up to me.

"Morning to you to" he laughed.

"What are you doing here?"

"I thought you wanted a sleepover?"

"I never said that" I giggled.

"You're so beautiful" he pinned me against the wall kissing my neck.

I moaned while touching his toned abs, making me want more.

"Shall we take it in the bed?" He asked as I nodded.

He took me to the bed hovering at me while trying to take off my panties.

I took his off feeling him. He moaned against my touch. He entered two fingers inside me as I looked to the side and see that it was night time.

I looked confused. It was morning like 5 seconds ago.

I looked over to Cameron and I saw guilt. "You ready?" He asked.
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I woke up full of sweat. My breathing was rather more panicking.

I took my bed sheets all the way to my face trying to get the figure out of my head.

Cameron is getting in my head. It's really making me go insane.

I looked to the curtains to see sunlight. I checked my phone to see it was 8:47.

I got up and went to do my normal routine and out for a jog to just get out of reality and that picture off my mind.

---15 minutes---

I breathed heavily as I cached my breath. I was near Angie's house and I just wanted to run more so I couldn't be near.

As I started walking fast, I saw a girl walk out of the house and to I guess her car.

When she saw me walking she glared and wouldn't keep her eyes off of me.

I smiled just so it wouldn't be awkward but she a more disgusted look.

I looked at her weird and wondered 'why'd she look at me like that?'

People just judge today in society. It really bugs me how they judge but have never known or seen that person all her life her at least 1 day.

I kept walking preteding like it didn't bother me even tho it did.

She must have a bad hair day.

Then it hit me, Cameron...
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-Cameron's Pov-

"That was-"

"Good" Alyssa interrupted me.

"Awesome" I laughed.

"I know, I bet someone doesn't give you that type of attention" she smirked.

"Why'd you come?"

"What, I can't visit my hometown?"

"No seriously, why'd you come?"

"Your mom called me" she sighed. "She told me everything about you and that bitch Leyah"

"Leyah is not a bitch okay? If you're gonna continue to talk shit then just be quiet"

"Cameron why are you protecting her? She's just a kid"

"She's my friend and 19. She's not a kid"

"Oh come on Cameron. We all know that she'll never give you want you want. I can give you what you ask for" she bit her bottom lip.

"Really?" I smirked.

"Yeah" she looked down.

"Then" I smiled. "Can you get the fuck out?"

"What?"

"Oh my apologize, please get the fuck out"

"Cameron are you serious?"

"Yes, I'm tired and I have to do errands"

She got up and changed into her clothes.

"Was this her room?" She asked.

"Yeah" I sighed getting up and changing myself.

"You know it's disrespectful"

"How?"

"You had sex in your ex girlfriend's bed and room"

"She's not my ex. We were just talking for a while"

"Yeah when she was a little girl"

"You know you can just be quiet and change or just get out butt naked"

She put her hands in defense and continued to change.

As we walked down the stairs I realized something. "Why did my mom need you?"

"Cameron" she turned. "I can't tell you but just know that this isn't the last time you're going to see me"

"Okay?" I laughed.

"I'm serious Cameron. Your mom had my word and I have to do what's right for you"

"Alyssa, we had sex on the first day. So far you're not doing anything right"

"Your mom doesn't want you and leyah together. That's all I'm saying"

"Why?"

"Like I said, that's all I'm saying"

"Just get out" I opened the door for her.

"Bye Cameron. Or see you later" she winked and walked off as I rolled my eyes closing the door.

"Everything okay?"

I turned to see my mom. "You have a lot of explaining to do" I glared at her.

"And so do you" she crossed her arms.

Oh boy.