Once Upon A Slap

(38) Bitch, Where's My Carriage? NEW CHAPTER GUYS!!

Cameron jerked his head in the general direction of the restaurant we were going to.

"Let's go." He swiftly took my hand and pulled me out of the car seat.

What a gentleman. That was sarcasm, by the way.

Suddenly, I was really unsure of myself. Do I really want to go to a fancy restaurant with Cameron when I'm trying to forget my feelings for him? It's most definitely not my best idea but how am I even supposed to get out of this?

You can't.

"Are you coming or not? Because I'm hungry."

Cameron's intense gaze bore through my eyes and I forced myself to look away. I feel so vulnerable with him staring at me like that; as if everything I'm pushing down is lifting itself to the surface.

"Yeah, I'm coming."

That, ladies and gentlemen, was my first mistake.

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"What can I get you, sir?"

God, this is so cliché and typical. Of course there's a busty, blonde waitress basically undressing herself in front of Cameron. Could this night get any worse? Cameron eyes darted in my direction and after a moment's worth of analyzation, he smirked. Immediately, I wiped the frown off of my face.

"You can get us a new waiter, for starters."

I cut in just as Cameron was about to speak. The waitress's smile dropped and the glare that replaced it was almost inhuman. Although, she'd have to try a lot harder than that to get me to apologize. With a stripped away dignity, she gave me a swift 'fuck you' and left. Of course, I made the mistake of looking over at Cameron. His smirk had multiplied in size.

"Jealous, sweetheart?" Cameron licked his lips, grin still intact.

His lips. Oh god, his lips.

I scoffed, trying to recover my dignity.

Damn it, Katie. Stop looking at his lips.

"You wish. I'd just rather not have a waitress who doesn't know how to properly treat a customer or dress her size. Didn't you see how her junk was spilling out everywhere? That's gross."

I rolled my eyes at the end, trying to solidify my speech. Cameron propped himself onto his elbows and leaned forward, coming closer to me.

"No need to be jealous, Kate. No girl can replace you. Not even one with double d's."

Kate. Oh my god. He just called me Kate. God, take me now.

Under any other circumstance, I would've shrugged the comment off and maybe even laughed about it but the way Cameron's eyes intently stared at me, I couldn't bring any sensible words to mind. My mind went blank. That's the effect Cameron has on me; he drives me absolutely crazy without even trying. He has way too much control over me and I hate that. I hate it because I love him. My chest tightened.

Love. I love him. I know it with every molecule in my body that I love Cameron. It's ridiculous; we've only known each other for roughly seven months and we haven't even gotten that intimate but I've never been so sure of anything before. I never thought I'd be capable of love.

Then again, my parents have gone out of their way to prove just how capable people can be of things you didn't think possible.

"Are you okay?" Concern shadowed over Cameron's eyes and for once, I looked into them.

I love you.

"Katie, you're scaring me."

I love you.

"What?" Cameron broke my trail of thoughts.

Fuck. Oh my god. I just said that out loud. Kill me please.

"Nothing." I quickly got up from the booth we were seated at. I need to get out of here now before I do or say something that I'll regret.

"I have to go." Cameron successfully caught my arm just as I began to turn to leave.

"What did you just say?" I struggled to get out of Cameron's grip but it was to no avail.

There's absolutely no point in denying that I just said what I did so why bother? With that mindset, I used my free arm and grabbed Cameron by his neck, kissing him hard. At first, I got no response and just as I was about to pull away, dejected, I was snaked back into Cameron's arms. One of his strong arms wrapped around my waist and the other cupped my cheek. My fingers were lost in his hair and all I felt was pure bliss. A heat spread throughout my body and I knew at that very moment that all I wanted was him. Day in, day out. Unhappily, we both pulled away, needing a breather.

Cameron smiled and his eyes sparkled, melting my insides. I returned the smile. Silence surrounded us until Cameron piped up.

"I love you too, Catty."

Oh my god. I think I'm going to cry.

"And, this may be too soon but considering the fact that we love each other, I think it'd be appropriate for me to ask you the question I've been dying to ever since I first kissed you. I know this isn't romantic at all and it isn't the way I was planning on asking you but I don't think I can wait any longer," Cameron's grip around my waist tightened and he pulled me even closer, if that's even possible.

"Will you, Katie, like to be my girlfriend?" Cameron bit his lip, obviously trying to mask the nerves that make him even more amazing, if possible.

I feel like a complete disney princess right now. I'm not the type of girl that looks for Prince Charming but I know I've definitely hit the jackpot with Cameron.

"Cameron, I've already told you how I don't want to put out your light with my problems but I love you enough to not be able to stay away. I don't want to hurt you but I'm selfish and all I want is you. I want to say yes but I should say no," I took a deep breath, finally ready to take the leap.

"Despite all of that, there's nothing that would make happier than being your girlfriend."

Bitch, where's my carriage?