{I find that picture of Cameron extremely hot^}
Just to inform all of you, in the last chapter, Avery and Cameron both got their casts off at the hospital. For some apparent reason, my draft did not save correctly, and it deleted the WHOLE chunk of that chapter. and I did not feel like rewriting it. Lol I'm too lazy.
Avery
Friday finally came. Also known as "the day of Cameron's party". I was really anxious for tonight, considering it was going to involve Jack, and a tiny bit of violence. Cameron kept assuring me that everything was going to be alright, and everything was going to end well. Jack was going to get arrested, and me and Cameron will finally have a stress-free life. He wouldn't have to worry about finding Jack $500 of the weed he bought, and I wouldn't have to worry about Jack hurting us anymore.
I had a hard time trusting Cameron. He did promise me about a thousand times, but still, in the back of my mind, I have this feeling that something bad will happen. I feel like Jack won't go along with the 'plan', and that something will go wrong.
A ball of anxiety was slowly growing in the pit of my stomach. I was having second thoughts about telling Cam to cancel the party. But it was too late. It was already three hours until the party.
Gina will also be working a full night shift, so if something goes wrong, she won't be there to help. We will either have to phone 911, or run next door to my place and get my parents. But knowing my parents, they'll probably go nuts, if they found out I was at a party, and they'll probably ground me. They're always self-conscience about me and parties for some unknown reason.
It was currently four o'clock pm. The party wouldn't start until seven, so I have three hours to kill.
I swung open my closet doors and began thumbing through my clothes. I have to look at least some-what decent tonight.
I decided on my favourite pair of high waisted denim shorts. They had gold studs glued to the back pockets, which I absolutely loved! I also grabbed my black adidas shirt and my white converse, and threw it all on my bed. I'll put the outfit on ten minutes prior to the party. But for now, I'll just keep wearing my Nike sweats and hoodie.
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"You're the first guest". Cameron smiles, as he opened the door for me, and welcomed me into his house.
I step into the house, and I almost didn't recognize it.
Strobe lights were hung from the ceiling, enlightening the room in colours of blue, red, green and yellow. A disco ball was hung from the ceiling fan, and Christmas lights were dangling from the walls. His house looked like my childhood skating rink. Colourful yet dark.
"Wow, somebody went a little crazy with the decorations". I laugh, peering around the lit up living room, in amazement.
Cameron lets out a smile. "Yeaahh". He says, looking proud of himself.
"Oh yeah!" He says, quickly maneuvering across the room.
He picks up a black beats pill, and turns it on. He reaches into his pant pocket, and pulls out his space grey, iPhone 6. Going into his music app, he begins to play Justin Bieber's new album; purpose.
{GO BUY PURPOSE ON ITUNES GUYS, ITS LITERALLY SO GOOD OML}
He pumps up the music on full blast, so that I couldn't even hear him.
I let out a smile, as he begins to dance ridiculously to the song.
"My mama don't like you, and she likes everyone". Cameron begins to sing.
He swiftly moves towards me and pulls me into him, singing into my ear.
"And I never like to admit that I was wrong". I sing back, smiling into his chest.
Cameron's arms wrap around my body, and we begin to dance in each other's arms to the steady rhythm of the song.
"And I've been so caught up in my job, didn't see what's going on, and now I know. I'm better sleeping on my own".
Cameron's voice soothes me, making me feel relaxed and satisfied.
We stand in silence, listening to the song, and humming to the beat, when finally, the doorbell rang.
Cameron and I pull away from each other, and steady ourselves up.
"And the party begins". Cam smirks, walking quickly over towards the door. As he places his hand on the door handle, I take in a deep breath, preparing for whoever walks through.
The door swings open, and about ten people all come storming in. They were mostly all the jocks.
Cameron welcomed each person who stepped in, and closed the door after they entered. They all began to dance around to Where are ü now, by Justin Bieber.
As the beat dropped, Cameron grabbed my hand and led me into the kitchen, where it seemed more quieter.
Hundreds of red plastic cups sat on the countertops, holding different coloured substances. It reminded me of the last party I went to, where I sneakily chugged down two drinks and Cameron got mad. I smiled as memories of that day flooded into my mind.
Cameron peers down at me and realized me smiling. He then smiles himself, and grabs a cup of alcohol.
As he lifted it to his mouth, I stopped and hesitated. "Please don't drink Cameron". I beg, clamping my hands together as they intensively begin to sweat.
He lowers the cup, away from his lips. "Why?" He questions.
"The plan tonight". Was all I said. He continues to stare at me. "What if you're too drunk to remember about it?" I ask. "What if it doesn't turn out the way we planned it? Because you're drunk..."
Cameron places the cup back on the counter, and pulls me closer to him.
"Don't worry Ave". Cameron calmly says. "Everything's under control, I thought it over thousands of times. Nothing bad is going to happen".
He leans in and places a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. I close my eyes at his touch and let out a smile.
He pulls away, as somebody enters the kitchen.
They scanned the selection of drinks on the counter and debated which one to choose.
As he picked up a random cup, he walked back out of the room.
"Let's go over the plan once more upstairs, before Jack arrives". Cameron says, grabbing my hand and pulling me up the stairs.
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I wrote this chapter instead of doing my math homework.... Haha oops😅 (I don't regret it :))
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