swirl ›› cameron dallas

six

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{breanna's pov}
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My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a window opening. Cameron. He crossed to my roof because our roofs are connected so you can easily walk over them.

"What do you want ?" I asked cleaning my eyes as he sat down next to me.

"I forgot to give you your pen back." He said observing my face and I looked away because I didn't want him to see that I was crying.

I put my hand inside my jacket's pocket and took one cigarette off. I placed it between my lips, pressing to hold the cigarette and then searched in the other pocket for the lighter.

Cameron frowned and quickly took the cigarette off my mouth.

"What are you doing? Give me that back." I yelled trying to reach to his hand but he extended it and it was impossible.

"I'm not gonna give you this back." He replied breaking the cigarette in two.

"Are you stupid? You know that costs money right ?" I said angry.

"Exactly, why do you pay to slowly kill yourself ?" He said with a serious tone.

I placed my hands over my face and groaned.

"Why do you care? You don't even know me!"

"I'm sorry if I'm doing something wrong for caring."

For some reason he didn't leave. He just stayed there, next to me, looking up to the sky.

"Cameron." I called making him look back at me. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay..." He replied with a light nod.

"It's just that lately, everything in my life is a mess."

"If it makes you feel better, mine isn't better." He said and we both laughed. "Do you wanna talk about it ?"

"Well, my parents got divorced recently. While they were married they argued all the time and let's just say that didn't change. My dad gets drunk and then calls my mom to insult her."

"Wow" was the only word that came out of Cameron's mouth. "When I was 4 years old, my dad left us. I was a child so I didn't really know what was going on. Sometimes he visited us and now sometimes I see him. But he does a lot of shit and stuff."

"But at least the relationship between your parents is good." I said looking at him.

"Yeah, they talk. But my mom doesn't want him to approach to us, she says he's a bad influence."

"My dad is just a person to me, I don't have that love for him. And you know, I feel weak because I can't do anything to stop him." I continued explaining. "Honestly, I don't even know why I'm telling you all of this. Not even Kylie knows about this."

"I guess it's because I'm a cool guy." He said shrugging and I chuckled.

We stayed in silence but it was a comfortable silence. I was looking at Cameron while the moonlight was hitting his face and realised that I never really observed him.

His lashes were creating a shadow on his cheek bones, his lips were plump and his eyes bright. Yeah, he's attractive.

"Cameron, can I ask you something ?"

"Sure."

"Did we ever meet before ?" I asked. I've being dying to know the answer since this morning.

"I don't think so, at least I don't remember."

I would be lying if I say that I'm not disappointed. I really want to find that guy from the prison and that happened almost two months ago.
Everything was matching but it looks like it's not my lucky day.

"Well, I'm going to sleep." I said getting up and Cameron followed my actions.

I turned around to start walking to my window but he grabbed my pulse stopping me.

"Your pen." He said handing it to me and at the same time looking at me really in the eyes.

We never had this type of eye contact during our shorts interactions. It's scaring, he looks like he's looking into your soul.

"Thanks." I said with a small smile.

"Goodnight Breanna."

"Goodnight Cameron."

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