Cameron's little sister ; H.G.

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I still can't get over the fact that my best friend and brother are dating.

Ansliee and Cameron are so cute together, but I haven't gotten to talk to either of them for a long time.

"Baby." I said running my hands through Hayes hair as he sits on my lap.

"Yeah?" He asked looking up.

"Can we do something?" I asked.

"Like what?" He asked.

"Like something couple-y we haven't done in a long time." I said.

"We could make supper and then Netflix and chill after that." He said raising his eyebrow.

"We can make supper, I will think about the Netflix and chill part baby." I said.

Hayes and I headed off to the grocery store.

"What should we make?" I asked pushing the cart, Hayes hands wrapped around my waist.

"We could make..." He dragged on the end, as if he was thinking.

"Homemade pizza!" He said getting wide- eyed looking at me.

"Oo yeah good idea babe!" I said kissing his cheek.

We got everything we needed to make pizza, and headed back to the house.

I grabbed everything we needed and put it on the counter so it was in easier reach.

I was rolling the dough when someone threw flour in my face.

"BENJIMAN!" I yelled grabbing a hand full of flour, and throwing it in his face.

"DANNI!" He yelled.

I tackled him to the floor and we started "fighting."

We were just laying on the floor covered in food, and my mom and dad walked in.

"Oh hey mom, hey dad." I said with a little wave, and a slight smile.

"Hey Danni" my mom said.

"Oh, and Hayes." My mom added.

"Listen," I started.

"I will listen, after you guys clean all this up." Mom said.

"Okay." I said licking a bit of sauce off my finger.

My mom and dad walked around me and Hayes, to go to the living room.

"Hey," my mom started.

"Where is Cameron." She asked.

"Probably making out with his girlfriend in his room." I laughed.

"Girlfriend?" She asked smirking.

"I will explain it later after this is all cleaned up." I said grabbing a wash cloth.

Mom and dad both sat on the couch and turned the tv on.

Hayes was just staring into the living room.

"What is your problem?" I asked laughing.

"What?" He asked looking at me.

"Oh, I was just thinking." He smirked.

"About?" I asked rolling my eyes, kind of scared at what his response was going to be.