You gathered your thoughts. You texted Cameron and asked him to meet you at Newport Beach, 21st street. So he did. You looked deep into his eyes, and you could tell, he was still wounded deep inside by what you said to him. Then you sighed. "Cameron, I don't hate you, I love you. I love you more than a sibling, that's why I need to tell you this." He looked confused "what?" You turned away "Just listen." You took a deep breath, then spoke "We're not brother and sister, in fact, we're not related at all. I've been doing research, and somehow, they erased all of our memory. For, childhood. My last name is not Dallas, it is Perez." You looked down "We were best friends, since birth, until age five. Your parents killed mine. They died when I was nearly four, and your parents took me in. Of course, they didn't love me. They hit me, beat me, treated me like a slave, when you weren't around. I was called ugly, dumb, stupid, that's why I cut. And I wanted you to understand." Tears came down your cheek "I just wanted love, acceptance! But no one truly loved me. And I was beginning to doubt my parents. That's how I found out, and I love you, oh I love you so much Cameron." He stopped you, then kissed you, passionately, with care. "So," you pulled away. "You understand?" He smiled "yes. I do. And I-i remember, haha, I proposed to you when we were barely in preschool" he laughed, "but I want to spend the rest of my life with you, now." You smiled "I would love to. But maybe first, can we just, date? I mean, we're still very young." Then you kissed him but he pulled away "can I ask you something?" His look made you nervous "anything" you looked up at him "will you be my girlfriend? I love you. I've felt this way for so long but I thought it would never be possible because we thought we were related, but no. The feeling was real, and k can finally ask you." You jumped into his arms with happiness "yes!yes! Of course! I love you so much Cameron!!" Then you heard someone call your name as they saw you and Cameron kissing. "Hailey...what the fuck?" You turned to see Nash. "He's my boyfriend! Turns out, we're not related, it's a long story, I'd have to tell you later." His eyes turned to Cameron, in a more, hateful look. "Well, I was going to ask you something, but never mind. I guess it will have to wait a few months."
