Graduated. (A Cameron Dallas Fanfiction)

Chapter 2

**CAMS POV***

I woke up to the sound of a luggage cart being rolled around in the hallway. I set up from my pillows and reach over to check my phone, today is Friday so that means Nash is filming and so am I so I'm assuming that's the reason the luggage carts just made a crashing sound.

I have absolutely no clue what to film, maybe a Q&A?

I decided that would be the best thing considering I'm in no mood to clean up any kind of mess that any of my other ideas would cause. I walk over to my balcony doors in the living area and open them up, the smell of street food and car gas hit me. Nothing like a morning in L.A. The sun was center with my apartment so I figured breakfast was over by now but to my surprise it was only 10:30 p.m so I throw on some black joggers and a grey adidas hoodie and grab my keys to head out.

There's a small diner about 10 minutes from here, when I wasn't in Chino that's where I would always go to eat.

"Hey, what are you up to?" I question seeing Nash sitting on the cart with Matthew sitting beside him.

"Filming a video, I figured I could use some help from Matt."

About that time I hear running steps through the hall and keep walking because I don't even wanna know who that is.

**KYLIESPOV***

I shove my face into the pillow annoyed at the sounds I hear, it sounds like a fucking train going through the halls. I

"I might as well wake up" I say to myself as I step out of bed and into my slipper, I walk across the hall into my bathroom and turn on the water of my shower, knowing I have so much to do I just want to go back to bed.

The shower is where I do my thinking and I've been a little curious, what did Cameron mean by filming? Is he an actress? Or maybe one of those You-Tubers. The water starts to get cold so I turn it off and step out and wrap my hair into a towel and walk across the hall back into my room.

I grab out some black skinny jeans with holes in the knees, a white yeezy shirt, and some white converse. I throw my hair into a half up half down pony tail once it dies because its naturally wavy and I don't want to bother with it and do light mascara. I grab a bottle of water out of the fridge and walk out the door swiping up my black leather jacket and my keys.

There's a diner 10 minutes away from here, the same one me and my dad ate at last night, it's the only place within a few blocks so I decide to try them on their breakfast. I pull in and there's not a whole lot of people here which is good because my anxiety is terrible around crowds. I walk in and take a seat in a booth next to a window looking out at the pier and order some coffee.

I feel a tap on the shoulder and turn to see Cameron.

"Is this seat taken? You seem like you could use some company."

"Not at all" , I say offering him a smile and a hand gesture to set down in front of me.

He orders an orange juice and his food all at one time.

"Wow I take it you come here a lot?"

"Yeah I used to come here all the time when I was little, it's kind of always been a piece of home."

"So you grew up here", I say curious.

"Well about an hour from here in Chino Hills, my mom and sister still live there but I decided to get a little more into the city"

"Your so lucky, I've always wanted to live in California."

"Well here you are, I can show you around sometime if you'd like?" He throws me a grin.

"That sounds awesome actually, I have a few things to do today but that can wait, I would much rather hang out with you" My eyes widen and I look down in embarrassment that I said that out loud.

"Well I have to film today but I wouldn't mind pushing it back a little to hang out with you too."

We walk out after Cameron insists on paying and head out to our cars, it's a bit chilly outside so I grab my jacket out of my cat and walk over to the other side to talk o Cameron.

"So do you want me to follow you or?"

"How about we leave your car and I drive you around, if your okay with riding with a stranger?" He winks and it sends chill across my arms, luckily I had my jacket on so he wouldn't see.

"Well my parents did tell me to never leave with strangers but...they aren't here to stop me."

We both laugh and he opens the passenger door for me and I hop in. He turns the radio on and plays drake.

"Oh a classic" I say as I hum the words to Hotline Bling.

He looks over and me and smiles to himself and starts the car.