The Girl With The Broken Smile (Cameron Dallas)

Chapter Fourteen

||Victoria's P.O.V||

Who was asleep beside me?

I silently crept out of bed, wanting to escape as quickly as possible. The second my feet touched the ground, my head started pounding against my skull. I needed some Tylenol and a massive cup of coffee to help with my hangover.

I pulled down on the hem of my dress, which was hiked up above my hips revealing my lace panties. I quickly spotted my heels from the previous night thrown by the door. I walked swiftly towards the door, not wanting a confrontation with the stranger I had shared a bed with.

A voice stopped me dead in my tracks, "Victoria?" It called out. The voice sounded all too familiar, but my brain wasn't processing as it should and I was terrified to turn around.

I slowly turned and my eyes were met with a shirtless Cameron who had a confused expression. "What are you doing?" He questioned. I made my way back to the bed and sat on the edge trying to think of what to say.

"Oh, I didn't know it was you asleep with me, and quite frankly I was too scared to look.." I sheepishly admitted. He let out a soft chuckle, but stopped almost immediately to rub his forehead.

"HA! You also have a bad hangover don't you?" I asked teasingly, but he didn't seem amused by it. I looked around curiously and took in my surroundings. We were on a king size bed and there was clothes littering most of the floor. There was an orange stain on the carpet by the window, and I really hoped it wasn't someone's puke.

"Are you sore? I was a bit rough last night.." Cam asked me with a worried look. "AM I WHAT?! Did we..?" I rambled nervously, and he burst out laughing clearly not minding the pounding in his head anymore. I swatted his arm knowing he was just messing with me.

"You seriously should've seen your face Vic, the color in your cheeks drained for a second and you looked hilarious!" He said in the middle of a laughing fit. I just glared at him in a playful way. "HA HA, you are a jackass sometimes. You really scared me." I said laughing along with him. "Wow. You make it seem like it would be the worst thing in the world to have sex with me." He said pouting and pretending to be hurt.

"I've been told I'm very good in bed. Just let me know if you want to find out for yourself." He replied winking. I tried my best not to giggle, but I failed miserably. "I don't think that's gonna happen any time soon Cam." I smirked right back.

"Well, you're really missing out babe." He simply said. "I think I'll be okay." I told him in a sassy tone. He got out of bed and started to button his shirt when I caught a glimpse of a red little spot right by his collarbone. It was a hickey.

And then everything came back to me. Cameron had kissed Andrea. He held her hand right in front of me. Why did that bother me? I had fun with Matt. If you could call desperately throwing yourself at a boy fun.. If he was with Andrea, then why would he sleep in the same bed as me?

"Are you okay?" Cameron asked snapping me out of my daze. I quickly brought my eyes up to meet his own, but I couldn't get any words out. My thoughts were clouded with too many questions, and I began to overthink.

"Yeah, I'm fine. My head just really hurts and I'm kind of hungry." I replied with the only excuse I could think of. He gave me a charming smile, and my heart fluttered. "Well c'mon let's go downstairs and get you some Tylenol and breakfast." He led me out of the room gently, and I shut the door behind us.

As we made our way to the kitchen we stopped when we came across the funniest sight. Matt was duct-taped to a chair. "OH MY GOD!" I gasped and started laughing hysterically.

"Finally! I've had to pee for an hour and the only other person awake was Shawn, but I was being a dick to him and he refused to help me get out of this." He said in a rush to get our help, but Cam and I simply laughed at him.

After five minutes of arguing, Matt threatened to pee all over the floor and Cameron eventually helped him get out of the chair. I walked into what I assumed was the kitchen.

Shawn was in there picking up red solo cups off the floor and throwing them into a garbage bag. "There she is! The girl who can finish a bottle of vodka all on her own!" He whooped excitedly.

I pointed to my head and he got the hint that my head was killing me. "Here you go Vic." He said said handing me a bottle of Tylenol, and I kissed his cheek to thank him.

"You didn't let Matt out of the chair did you?" He asked curiously. "I did, but only because he was about to pee on the floor. Did you want to clean that up?" I questioned.

"You make a good point." He smiled at me. "I always do." I answered with a cheeky grin. I made my way back up to the room where I'd spent the night hoping to find Cameron. I needed answers, because the feeling of not knowing what had happened was getting to me.

On the way up, I ran into Jack and Madison and we exchanged a quick "goodmorning." By we I meant Jack and I, because Madison still hadn't given me more than a bitchy look. I didn't know why she didn't like me, but that was the least of my worries.

As I opened the door to the room, I played back what I was going to say to him. However, when I saw him my plans went out the window and I froze, not knowing what to say. After what felt like an eternity of staring ar him, I spoke up. "Will you tell me what happened last night?" I asked.

"Well... everything got interesting after you chugged that bottle of vodka." He said with the biggest smile on his face.

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Author's Note

I'm back! I think it's for good this time.. Last night I wrote most of this chapter, and I was really nervous to post it but I felt terrible about leaving you guys hanging for over four months. I'm so sorry!! I still love you guys. You already know what I'm going to say don't you?.. Comment, Vote, and Follow! ;)

-Paula♡