the babysitter⇝c.d

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❁luna

"did you enjoy the party at all?" cameron asks, sitting down next to me.

"dancing with you was nice. now pay up." i hold out my hand.

"fine, but now's your last chance for the extra 5." he sings, puckering his lips.

"to do or to not do." i sigh, wondering if i should kiss him for more money.

"just kiss me, please."

"bro, why are you being so thirsty right now?" i giggle.

"because i like kissing you. it's fun, and i affect you so that's a plus."

"what do you mean you affect me?"

"like i remember in class, you whimpered when i clenched my jaw." he grins.

"i did that in my head."

he shakes his head, "no, you actually did it. and you moaned my name an hour ago."

"cameron, i whined."

"well, that was the moaniest whine ive ever heard."

"moaniest? what the hell?" i laugh.

he laughs with me for a while before we stop, just staring at each other in silence.

"cam?"

"yes, lu?"

"you're not as bad as i used to think." i smile, making him blush.

"woah, are you blushing over there?!" i scoot closer, pinching his cheeks.

such a rare, adorable moment with cameron.

"never tell anyone, okay?"

"why not? you're so cute."

"if im so cute why don't you just kiss me then." he mumbles.

all this is making me wanna just get it over with and kiss the hell out of him.

he's so desperate for it, it's so weird. i think charlie was right about him liking me.

the way he is, the signs he shows, it's just way too obvious now.

the real question is do i like him?

i haven't decided on it. but im pretty sure you know something's strange when you don't even wanna kiss him for him, but for you.

like you care about the money, but you also dont, because you just wanna kiss him.

pretty sure the first sign is always the sign you follow.

im also pretty sure im fine with 75 dollars.

i mean, im really not, but im not gonna kiss him just because he wants me to.

im iffy like that, it's a habit.

"cameron, im not gonna kiss you because i don't even know what we are."

"what do you mean?"

"we aren't friends." i shake my head.

"we aren't?" he frowns.

i raise an eyebrow, "are we?"

"i don't fuckin know!" he laughs.

"be honest, do you see me as your friend? when you grab my ass and talk about fucking, do you see me as your friend?"

he goes to speak and the door opens, revealing ms. gina.

"what are you kids doing up so late, it's almost one!" she chuckles.

im shocked at her response to seeing me on the couch, in her house, uninvited, with cameron, at 1 am.

i look to cameron as he just shrugs at me.

"aha. well, i suppose it's too late for you to go home, so you can stay if you'd like."

i close my gaping mouth to smile and nod, "thank you, that's very kind."

she smiles back before heading down the hallway to her room.

my smile fades as cameron drags me to his room.