Cameron's P.O.V
I woke up from my nap what seemed like forever. I rubbed my eyes and picked up my phone remembering last night. I groan as I look at all the messages she's sent me. I ignore it. I rapidly get up from my bed causing me to feel light headed. I get my balance back as I carefully walk to the bathroom to wash my face. I rinse my face off while grabbing a towel. I dry my face and set the towel back down. I walk over to my nightstand and pick my phone up again. It's two o'clock. I unlock my phone and text Brea.
To Brea :
"Meet me at the old bakery at 3:30 on Floyd street And Rose avenue"
I needed to talk to her. She needs to know why I left. She'll probably hate me when I see her. I love her so much and she doesn't understand how hard it was for me to leave her. She's probably so confused and hurt. What did I do?
Thoughts ran through my head and spun round and round. I shook myself out of those thoughts and started to get ready.
By the time I was finished getting ready, it was 3:17. I jogged down stairs and grabbed my keys and started driving. I was so nervous. I told myself that I had to tell her the truth. She's gonna hate me but .. All that matters is that I love her and only her and she needs to understand that.
I pull up to the bakery, it's now 3:20. I get out of my car and close my door locking it as I'm walking away. "Shit" I said to myself. I dropped my keys in a puddle. I picked it up and quickly walked away. I walked up to the bakery and smiled I myself remembering this was my most favorite place I used to go to with my parents.
I walk over to an empty table and fiddle with my fingers. The thought of me getting to see her again made me anxious. I waited for a couple of minutes and decide to check my twitter to calm me down.
I check to see what time it was. It was 3:28. I turned my screen off just as I felt a finger tap my shoulder. I turn my whole body in alert. "Cameron?", Brea asked. I was speechless. She looks just as beautiful as I remembered. I stood up and hugged her wrapping my arms under her upper waist. She hesitates, but, hugs back. We hugged what seemed like forever. I caught a few people looking at us with an odd look, so I let go and pull up a chair for her.
"Brea .. You look gorgeous" I said honestly gazing at her face. It feels good to see her. Her cheeks flushed with pink and a small smile slipped out of her mouth. She pulled a piece of her hair behind her ear. "Thank you Cameron .. " she trailed off. "Where have you be-" I cut her off , "I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything. I should've told you along time ago. But I was too afraid that you would hate me .. I still love you Brea, I always have" I said to her. She looked at me speechless.
