The Bad Boys Secret [Cameron Dallas fanfic]

Chapter 38 - Gym with a prize

I wake up on the late morning and early afternoon of a Monday. It's a bank holiday and all I'm saying is thank god! Even though it's a holiday, I'm still incredibly tired because I still hate Monday's, no matter if it's in the holidays or not, I despise them.

My phone rings and vibrates violently on my bedside table. I roll over and snatch it, to see that Matt is calling me. I answer the call and as soon as I answer it and groan morning, my bedroom door flies open and he stands there with a juice in his hand.
"Morning beautiful," he winks. I groan and shove my face into my pillow not wanting to move at all, nor have a conversation or just interact with anything from the outside.
"Get up!" He says cheerfully and whips the covers off me and throws them the other side of my room. I turn round to him and through a pillow at him aggressively - as you may have noticed, I am not a morning person! He laughs and picks it up hitting me with it. My hair goes all over my face and I look at him as if I want to kill him.
"You really are a beauty in the morning aren't you?" He says laughing at his own joke.
"Where are we going?" I groan uninterested. He gasps and pretends to have a fit,
"She spoke! Satan has spoke!" I look at him with my eyes full of hatred and my face screwed up like a kid about to throw a tantrum. He throws his hands up in surrender,
"Fine fine, okay! We are going for some exercise, because we are gonna make you have an amazing body!" I raise an eye brow looking at him as if to say, 'I don't already?'
"You already do but I happen to have a plan to make you body confident to show it off but not too much because you need to keep some of it hidden. Leave it a surprise for the lucky guy." I laugh, throwing a pillow at him and rolling my eyes of his lameness.

I walk out my wardrobe wearing peach coloured fabric shorts and a white hanging crop top with a sports bra underneath. He smiles and says,
"You don't need to work on your legs, so one thing to check off the list."
"Where's that pillow?" I tease. He laughs and hits me with it one more time. I punch his arm hard and he pretends to cry as he rubs it.

I go to put on some mascara and eyeliner as we are about to leave and Matt slaps my hand,
"You don't need makeup, you look fine without it. Plus, we aren't going to a fashion show, now come on!" He grabs my hand and drags me out my room.

We jog to the gym and have a small conversation when we are able to because it's quite hard running in the heat. Once we reach the gym, we stay in silence and leave each other alone as we both do different things. I use the cardio machines and Matt goes over to the weights. After a while, Matt calls me over to the weights. I go over to him and he lays out a small mat. I frown at him and he hands me a medicine ball (a ball that's a weight).
"Do some squats holding it. Missing the booty remember?" I do as he says and starts squatting with it, because what girl doesn't want a big booty?

Two good looking guys walk in and shake Matt's hand then hug him. They start chatting to him and then Matt points over to me. I can see them in the mirror. I smile and they smile back.
"Nice one Matt, she's hot!" One of them say.
"She's gorgeous... but we're just mates," he says looking actually kind of down. I'm just ease dropping but they have no clue.
"Dude you like her don't you!" The other guy says jumping and clapping like a little kid. Matt hits the guys chest and tells him to be quiet. The start whispering and then the two guys give me a wave and they start doing some weights themselves.

"Alright?" Matt says smiling as he stands behind me, watching me in the mirror. I nod my head and say,
"Can't you see the sweat on my head?" He laughs and pats my back. I notice him checking out my bum so I cough to get his attention. He looks up at my face in the mirror and frowns as if he doesn't know what he's done.
"My face is up here baby," I say winking at him.
"Sorry baby, not my fault you got a cute ass," he winks back. I feel myself smiling automatically. I am catching feelings or is this just what you call 'flanter'?

Once the hour gym session is done we head down to the food court and get a fruit salad each.
"Who were those guys in the gym?" I ask as we sit down at a table.
"Just some mates, how come? Thought they were good looking?" He says wiggling his eyes brows but you can tell his bothered and curious.
"Just wondering, jealous are we?"
"Teasing are we?" He says raising his eyebrows. I 'accidentally' drop my napkin and bend down slowly to pick it up. I look at him in the corner of my eye and I see him with his eyebrows raised so high they're caught in his hair line, eyes popping out on stalks, and glued on my booty.
"Me? Teasing? No of course not, that's nothing," I say biting down gently on a piece of pineapple. He groans and then swings his arms about pretending to be a little kid.
"Come on you! Let's go have some fun," he says standing up with his hand out again. I raise an eyebrow thinking he means to have sex, because of the conversation we were having.
"No not that silly, come on," he says reading my mind and shaking his head.

We stroll along the beach, listening to the waves and the slight breeze. The beach is so relaxing, I love it. One part I don't like is the sand that sticks to you.
"I love the beach, especially to watch the sunset," Matt says looking at the sea as we walk. I watch him stare at the sea as if he wants to be in it, longing to be there. His eyes drift over to mine and his face doesn't change from what it did when he was longing for the sea. Why is he looking at me like that? Maybe his face is just frozen.
"Let's wrestle," I say randomly, just to break the awkwardness of staring at each other. That felt so odd when he was staring into my eyes, I felt shivers and I felt so weird. I'm not sure how to explain quite how I felt, and whether it was wrong or right, but whatever was happening, needed to be stopped because it felt so odd.
"That was so random! But okay... You do know I'll win right?" He says smirking. I raise an eyebrow and he just laughs. He puts his hands on my shoulders, and mine go on his and we we both count down from three. Once we reach zero, we start pushing each other with force, and okay, yeah Matt is quite strong. I fall back and Matt starts laughing. He then looks worried and sits down next to me. I realise after he has, that my lip is bleeding.
"You must of but your lip as you fell," he says placing his thumb over it and wiping the small amount of blood away.
"It actually hurts now I've noticed it," I say so quietly that I'm surprised he can hear me.
"Well as my mom always use to say to me, a kiss will make it better," and just like that, before I could even say my own name, his lips pressed against mine. This time it wasn't a bottle pressed against my lips, but it was a boys lips, and it wasn't Cameron's. This odd feeling starts to come back, awkwardness and embarrassment is what I feel. He places his hand on my cheek and starts to kiss me passionately but all I feel is embarrassment. Why do I feel so weird and odd? I pull away because the awkwardness gets too much for me and I'm left confused as we both just sit there. Matt looks down at the sand, then puts his hand through his hair and stares at the sea. This time when he looks out to sea, he looks even more desperate to be out there, he looks like he's seen his family for the first time in ages, and he just wants to embrace them. I wonder if I got his attention, would he still look the same way if he looked at me? Desperate to embrace me...