Call my name

Just give me a chance

CAM POV

I'm gonna remember this day for the rest of my life.. I can't believe that he was begging me to forgive him. He's Nash Grier, he never says "sorry", to his parents neither. And He said it to me. Maybe I've scared him when we fought, he didn't know I could react...

I'm not so sorry as I should be 'cause he deserved it all but.. Those blue eyes, I swear he was about to cry when I left him at the door by himself. I ran away like a coward. I didn't know what to say. In a hand I want to be his friend and hang out just to know each others but in the other hand I don't wanna lose this "battle" between us. He should does something important for me to being forgiven, it's the best thing to do. At the moment I don't wanna talk about it.

I'm lying on my bed and all I can do is stalking his social media profiles. I remember what Shawn said the first time we met:"Little details can mean everything". Maybe I can understand if he wants to use me for my school skills or just wanna have a friend.

Twitter

@NashGrier: Why am I doing this ? I don't know what I want, maybe just you. #hopeless #thinkingaboutsomeone

Facebook

Nash Grier posted: I'm sorry for everything. I'm just a jerk. Forgive me soon, I can't stand in this way. #sorry #idiot #forgiveme

WHAAAT ?! No, no no... He's not talking about me. He knows I can see what he writes .. I mean, if I talked about someone on social media I wouldn't make this person knows about it. But this is me, he could be different.. CAMERON STOP. HE DOESN'T TALK ABOUT YOU.

Suddenly a text message comes up on my phone. It's Kian.

text from Kian: Hey dude, have u read what Nash has written ??

text from Cameron: Yes but.. He's not talking about me. Don't worry.

text from Kian: R u kidding me right ?! It's clear, all that shit is 'bout you !! How can u be so blind ?! Just admit it.

text from Cameron: I won't 'cause It's not true. Stop thinkin' about he cares about me 'cause he doesn't, he's selfish and most of all is a liar. Don't be a fool, pls. Night Kian.

text from Kian: See you tomorrow bitch. Just try to appreciate him.

Why is everybody trying to make me like Grier ?! We're not compatible !! Yes, we like the same music, the same clothes brand and we play basketball together but.. there's nothing more. And even if I accept to become his friend I won't be 'cause I like him, not as a friend of course !! I just wanna sleep and blow the thoughts away. Just wanna close my eyes, forever.

NASH POV

Maybe I've just done the worst thing I could do..

SERIOUSLY NASH ?! ON SOCIALS ?! WHERE HE CAN READ EVERYTHING YOU THINK ABOUT HIM AND HOW UPSET YOU FEEL ?!

Maybe he's right, I 'm bipolar... or just a jerk. Perhaps I did it right. Now he can knows how I feel and how he influences me. It hurts, a lot. I wish I could hold him so tight just to make him know how sorry I am and wash all the pain I gave him away. Sorry Cameron.

CAMERON, I SWEAR I COULD MAKE YOU HAPPY. JUST GIVE ME A CHANCE.

*a phone call from Kian to Nash*

Nash:"Kian? What's up "

Kian:"Who are you talking about on your profiles ?? Don't lie to me."

FUCK, HE ALWAYS CATCH THE DETAILS.

Nash:"Ehm.. you know.. I argued with Cameron and now I'm sorry, but he won't forgive as soon as I would like."

Kian:"Listen dude, I don't really like you but you're kinda nice sometimes and even if you hurted Cameron, one of my best friend I would help you. Don't thanks me. I'm a fuckin angel, I know. "

Nash:"Ehm ok.. thanks a lot. It means a lot to me. You're the best, kian."

Kian:"Ahahah, oh God where is your ego ?! anyway, goodnight MESSY HEAD BOY".

Nash:"What ?! Kian.." He hangs up.

I'm speechless. He's too smart. He thinks I like Cameron not as a friend, but he's wrong. I just wanna be forgiven and have a new friend. He's so damn cute and respectful, he's always ready to help the guys and.. he's just perfect. I mean, he's not so tall but he's good looking.. the abs, the smooth skin, his lips so thick and his honey eyes.. Then we wear the same clothes brand and we both listen to R&B music. We would be perfect together. I ALWAYS MEAN AS FRIENDS .

I'm a mess, I don't know what I want now. I just need to be loved as I am, a dickhead with feelings. I got my insicurities too. Maybe I am like Cameron. I mean, hurted and so lonely 'cause nobody knows us for real. I'M SO SORRY CAMERON.

I fell asleep in my own emotions, wishing someone who could love me. Someone like... Cameron.