Cameron And Nash Imagines (Interracial)

You cheer him on at his game:

Your POV:

I politely took my tray that had been given to me, gagging at the what seamed to be squash meat loaf with a side of pickled yam. Gross, school lunch was disgusting. I shrugged it off, walking over to my signature table with the rest of the cheer leading team. "Hey team," I said taking a seat next to best friend Demi, "what's up?". All the girls ignored me, picking at their foul food and chatting about other stuff. " Never mind....", I huffed, picking at my plate. "Umm....guys?", Demi questioned, trying to stick up for me, " It's Ok, Demi. I'm not the talkative type anyways. ", Demi rubbed my back, " You sure, y/n?", I looked up at her with a pleasant smile, "Yeah.". As Demi went back to texting on her phone, I pulled out my math homework from last night. " Okay, now where was I?", my penciled traveled across my paper as I searched for the problem I left on. "Um, excuse me.", a voice said from behind me. I politely turned around, coming face to face with a familiar fellow classmate, Cameron. " H-h-hi ", I stuttered, placing my pencil on the corner of my paper. " Hello," he said with his signature smile, "You're a cheer leader, right?", a nervous smile spread across my face, " Yeah." "Great, I just wanted to know, I'm kinda of in need of one.". I was totally having an inside freak fest, the Cameron Dallas needing me? I have had a crush on him since the 5th grade! " Maybe...we can speak in private?", he asked raising an eyebrow. I nodded my head happily. "Sure.". I followed him to another table. "Okay, I just made the track team and I'm the only member without a cheerleader to cheer me on..." "Mmmk." "So...will you be my cheerleader.". Was he really asking me to be his cheerleader??? Ahhhhhh!!! Yes! " I would love to!", I squealed, jumping into his arms. Oh no, what did I just do? I looked up at Cameron who had a surprised look on his face. "Ummmm.....oh my gosh Cam! I am so so-" "There's nothing to be ashamed about, y/n. I like you to.". My heart fluttered at his words. He said he liked me? I had NO idea. "Is this a dream?", I asked, still in his arms, " Nope.", he said, next thing I knew, his lips were pressed against my forehead. "Well, sew you at the track, cutie.", Cammy set me back on my feet and walked out of the cafeteria. " Whoa, am I lucky."

Cam's POV:

Telephone conversation:

Cam: *I got her*

*Did she buy it?*

*yeah*

*good, well done, Dallas. Remember 8:00 sharp*

*yes sir, but-*

*Be there, make sure she's with you*

*yes Sir*

A/N: Cliff hanger! Dun dun duhhh!!! P2 will come. Trust. Love y'all bye!