Call my name

Baby please let me in

CAM POV

*3 am, Cameron's dreaming*

Stop laughing about me...

No, I'm not fag..

Nash don't leave me, I still love you...

Dad ?? What are you doing here ??

Coach, you can't kick me off the team..

Stop hitting me Carter, stay away..

I wake up sweating and heavy breathing.. another nightmare. Since me and Nash broke up I can't sleep all night along. It's like I can feel the other half of the bed empty and cold... I get up and I get into the balcony, I need fresh air. I take a look and it seems like everything stands still: trees, cars, streets.. noone or nothing really lives at 3 am, me neither. I need him, I can't deny it; I tried to make me like Shawn, I mean he's a great boy but.. he's not Nash, he isn't the bad boy who holds my hand when nobody pays attention or steals sweet kisses before the competition or just calls me babyboy.. whose laughter makes my body shake. He's the one but he's not ready. I have to leave him his time to understand what he wants and learning how to manage his anger: I've been thinking about it later and it seems like he's hiding me something about it. I don't know, I need some rest before going to hell..ehm, school. I bury myself under the blanket trying to remember the sound of Nash's voice: that's so low and kind.. I fucking miss him.

*later in the morning, 7 am*

I get up like every morning with the pillow still wet because of the tears and I get in the bathroom to clean myself and get dressed. I go downstairs, I make my breakfast but probably I spaced out 'cause I find my mother snapping at me and calling my name multiple times.

Gina:"Cameron.. Cam.. CAMMY.. CAMERON ALEXANDER DALLAS !!"

Cameron:".. Tell me.." I focus on her

Gina:"What's wrong cutie ?? You're not the same.. "

Cameron:"Nothing, I'm just stressed for the exams and the competitions. I gotta go now" I don't even finish my breakfast that I take my bag, my car-key and I rush out. In the last period I can barely eat, I got an huge knot in my stomach. If I could eat something, I would eat his lips, as well. Every morning when I'm near to the school, my heart races, my eyes starts watering and I don't feel the legs anymore.. this is all about him. It's awful how a person can makes you feel. After parking, I go through the hall and I head to my locker but I don't see Nash.. he's not the type who skip school, maybe the first period but not an whole day of lessons. While I look for some books in my locker, someone taps on my shoulder so I turn behind to see who's bothering me.

Jack J.:"Ehi what's up man ??"

Jack G.:"Dude, you ok ??"

What the fuck ?!

Cameron:"What the fuck you two want from me now ?"

Jack G.:"Ehi calm down, we just wanted to say sorry.. about.. you know what.." He smiles awkardly..

Jack J.:"Yes it was stupid and we swear we didn't know about your story.. so.. would you apologize us ??" They don't sound really worry but actually I don't care

Cameron:".. ok.. anyway this is not gonna change something 'cause I got problems more important than you.."

They look at each others with a sad look.. what the hell is going on ?!

Cameron:"Should you two tell me something or I can go to my history class ??" I give them an interrogative look, standing against my locker

Jack J.:"We know about you and Nash, Cameron... We know you like him and he likes you back.. we also know about your break-up.. but there's something that you should know about him.." He holds Jack G. hand, looking at the floor.