secrecy • cameron dallas

= NINTH =

= Brooke =

"Caramel Frappe." I tell the cashier which goes by the name Lia, basing from her nametag. "Grande." I add, making her nod.

"Name?" I suck in a small breath, taking a quick look on Zach who was just ordering on the counter beside me. "Brielle." I say, smiling at Lia.

"Just wait for your name to get called." She smiled back, handing me the receipt. I pass by Zach, who smiled a tad at me, making me hella nervous.

I smile back, not wanting to look suspicious. There were no vacant seats left, but lucky for me, I saw a familiar face, who was sitting alone.

I made my way towards the guy, calling his attention. "Dylan?" I ask, making him look up, and smile at the sight of me.

"Bri, hey. Haven't seen you in a while." He stood up, and hugged me. "Are you alone, though?" I ask, pointing at the vacant seat across from him.

"Yeah, I am. Go on, take a seat." He sat down, and I did the same thing, as well. "Where have you been? You've been missing for like 2 months?" He ask, still smiling. He's such a smiley kid.

"I was back home in New York." With Dylan's smile, there's no way you're not going to smile, as well. Dylan Dauzat's smile is contagious, let's be real.

Just then, my phone - which was on the top of the table - started vibrating non-stop. As I got a look on the contact name, my eyes went wide.

"Uhm, aren't you gonna answer that?" Dylan asks, pointing towards my loud, vibrating phone. I smiled awkwardly before grabbing the phone, and excusing myself.

I quickly made my exit, hid behind Andrea's car, and answered the call. "So, hey, Zach." I laughed nervously, peeking to see if he was still in there.

"What's up?" I ask, trying to sound as casual as I can. "You won't believe who I just saw." I rose an eyebrow. "Who?"

"Brielle Wilde, the famous viner. Damn, she even smiled at me." I stopped myself from laughing. I didn't know he would make a big deal out of it. I didn't even know he likes Brielle.

"You a fan?" I chuckle lightly. "Nah. I just think she's hot." I laughed, harder than I should, and quickly stopped when the people passing by stared at me.

"By the way, Kaye told me you were in LA." Of course, he had to bring this up. "Yeah, I am." I reply. "I just wanted to spend my whole summer vacation here." I add, pressing my lips into a thin line.

"Well, I wanted you to know, I'm here in LA, too." I pretended not to know, just for the sake of not wanting him to know, that I already know. "Really?"

"Yeah. Want to meet up? I'm here at some starbucks, I don't really know where, though." I sighed, not wanting to be rude and turn him down again.

"Okay, sure. I'll just find you or something, I guess." I peeked again to see if he was still in there. "Really?" I can see his smile from here and I sighed, not having an idea on how to pull this off.

"Yeah, I'll be there in a few." I hung up, running back in the café, quickly passing Dylan and into the bathroom. I suppose, this is a lucky day because I brought spare clothes in my bag.

I quickly changed my outfit, removing the wig and removing the loads of make-up on my face. Loads may sound exaggerated, but that's what I have to do to not look that much similar to Brooke.

I applied a small amount of make-up, making sure I looked like Brooke, and not Brielle. Once I was contented with how I looked, I quickly ran out of Starbucks, making sure Zach didn't notice me.

Once I was out, I composed myself and walked in, again. Stupid, I know, but that's the only way I can think of, so I won't be suspicious.

"Zach." I call, making him look up to my standing state, and smile. "Brooke, hey." He smiled shyly, me, sitting down on the seat across from him.

"How are you doing here?" He asked, awkwardly, making me awkward, as well. "I'm good, how about you?" I ask, trying to smile naturally.

"It's all good." He smiles back. Zayum, why are we so awkward right now? We were not like this on the phone about 10 minutes ago. Does he still remember the kiss? 'Cause, unfortunate for me, I still do.

He sighed heavily, "Look, about the kiss ---" I cut him off. Of course, it had to be brought up. "We don't have to talk about it." He nodded, and suddenly, my phone - which was on top of the table, again - started vibrating non-stop, meaning someone was calling.

Nash Grier calling...

Zach must have read the caller's name, and he rose an eyebrow at me. "Isn't that person famous?" He asked, making my heart beat loudly. Come on, think fast of a lie.

"Pfft, nah. This is just my internet friend from North Carolina." I think that's pretty believable. "And his name's Nash Grier?" He asks, again.

Think fast for another lie.

"No, no. His name's just Nash, no Grier, but I just added the Grier to pretend that Nash Grier is in my contact list." I say, hoping that made sense, and he seemed to buy it. "Okay."

I didn't bother on excusing myself and answered the call right in front of him. "What do you want?" I greet, smiling at Zach. "Okay, good day to you, Bri." He said, sarcastically, making me roll my eyes.

"What do you want?" I repeat. I wasn't in the mood to talk to him after he tasked me to take Cameron home. "Do you want something when I get back?" He asked, nicely.

"Why? Where are you, again?"

"I'm in London." My eyes went wide. He left without even seeing me. "What the fck are you doing in London?" That may have gotten the attention of Zach, who was calmly drinking his coffee.

"I'll be playing some football. I mean, soccer in America." He said, making me roll his eyes. "So, as I was saying, what do you want when I get back?"

"Nah, don't bother getting me anything." I reply, coldly. "Come on, Bri." He pleaded. "Even if you bring me the Big Ben, it still won't change the fact that I'm mad at you."

"I'm sorry, okay? It's just that, I don't want to leave Cam there while I'm having fun with the Jacks." I rolled my eyes, even though he won't be able to see it.

"And asking me to bring him home was an option, even though you know I can't stand him?" Zach looked at me, way too confused.

"Sorry. I'll make it up to you once I get back in a few days, I promise." I scoffed, "I've heard that, before, Nash."

"But this time, I'm really gonna do it." I smiled upon hearing those words. I still can't stay mad at him, after all those. "Fck, I hate you so much." I mutter under my breath.

I heard him chuckle, "Love you, too, Bri." I put the phone back in my bag, awkwardly looking at Zach, who still looks confused.

"I'm sorry you had to hear that." I chuckle, nervously. He wanted to speak, but no words were coming out from his mouth. "We kind of have a misunderstanding, but we'll be a'ight." I smile.

I looked at my watch, finding an excuse to get out of this awkwardness. "I gotta go, but I'll see you soon?" I ask, standing up, making him stand-up, as well.

"Yeah, of course." He smiles. "Uh, do you want me to drop you off on where you're staying at?" He offers, but I have to decline.

"No, I'm fine. I have a car with me, anyway." We both walk out of Starbucks, stopping in front of the car. "So, see you soon?" He asks, making me smile and nod.

"Yeah, definitely." I hopped in the car, waving him goodbye. I waited for him to be out of eye-sight before moving to the backseat.

Fck, now, I need to change, again.

= = =

I can feel her struggle. So, the kissing scene is staying, and Zach's back. I'll be wishing Brooke goodluck, cause she needs it. Stay tuned for more! :))

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