My Celebrity Heartbreak

Chapter 4

Cameron POV

All throughout the day I kept sneaking glances at Lilly. She really has changed since I last saw her, but that is to be expected since it has been 10 years. I have always felt bad that I lost contact with her, but when I first arrived in LA I lost my phone, losing not only her number, but the only way I had to contact my best friend. I tried other ways to contact her, but I think my manager was secretly confiscating all my attempts, which I never understood.

Looking over at Lily again, I wish I had tried harder to regain contact because I could not be any more proud of her. She achieved her dream, that is why she's here right now. I know this has been the dream since we were 8, Lily directing my music videos. I still can't believe this is happening.

When filming was done for the day, Francis came over to me before I had a chance to go find Lilly. It seems like whenever I have a chance to confront her, someone gets in my way.

Francis starts talking to me about the scenes that we will be filming the next day, but my eyes keep wondering, searching for my Lil Pickle. Once I find her, my eyes light up, and Francis seemed to notice this.

"Ahh, taking a liking to my new assistant aren't you Cameron?" Francis said chuckling.

I couldn't help but blush when he said that. I couldn't like Lily that way, we were childhood best friends. Everyone thought we liked one another when we were in middle school, but we always thought that was the most absurd thing. But for some reason, that thought doesn't seem so strange now.

Francis must have beckoned Lily over when I was having this contemplation in my head, because next thing I knew, my gorgeous friend was jogging this way.

"Lilly, I would like to introduce you to our star Cameron Lincoln. He's the self-absorbed celebrity we will be helping create a music video for during the next couple of weeks," Francis jokingly introduced.

"Ouch that one hurts, Francis. I didn't realize I was any more self-absorbed then you are!" I faked hurt. "But no need for introductions, if anyone knows my self-absorption the most, it would this young lady right here," I said gesturing to Lilly.

Ignoring Lily's shocked expression, Francis gestured between us and responded, "Oh? You two know each other then?"

His gaze landed on Lily, expecting her to answer.

"We were neighbors when we were younger.I knew Cameron before he decided to become the hot shot that the whole world knows," she replied shyly.

She was refusing to make eye contact with me. But that wasn't the only thing confusing me, her response to Francis is what confused me the most. She was acting as if we were only acquaintances then, not the best of friends. We knew each other inside and out back then, why is she pretending like she barely knew me?

"Well then I guess I should let you guys get reacquainted with one another." Turning to Lily, Francis told her, "My young protege, once you finish catching up with your dear old friend here, I'll let you go. You were a wonderful help today, I look forward to see what you can do during the rest of this shoot."

Hearing the way that Francis praised Lily warmed my chest. The pride I was feeling for her right now was over powering. The look in her eyes when Francis said this to her was the best part, you could just feel the pride radiating off of her.

Although once Francis turned and left, the pride that was in those eyes moments ago was now replaced with a sadness I couldn't put my finger on. I wanted to make that sadness go away, I decided that I really do need this re-connection with my best friend.

"Hey Lil Pickle"

She looked even more sad when I said that and I just couldn't understand.

"Hi Cameron. It's nice to see you again. I should probably get going though."

Now I knew something was definitely wrong, she was still refusing to make eye contact with me. As she turned to leave, I grabbed her arm and pulled her into a large hug. It felt so good to have her in my arms again. When did she become so small?

"Lily, you're not leaving so fast. I haven't seen you in ten years, I've missed you!" I whispered into her long wavy brown hair.

At this she shoved me away from her with an anger I never knew she could posses.

"You, Cameron Lincoln," she said my name with such rage. "Have no right to have missed me! I did not receive one call, text, or email from you within the last ten years! I thought you forgot all about me, do you know how that feels? To have your other half forget about your existence? Let me tell you, it fucking hurts. Like a lot. So you have no right to miss me."

What started as anger quickly turned back into hurt again. When she turned to leave again, I let her go this time because I was in such shock. She thinks that I forgot about her? How could she think that? I promised never to forget her, not for one day did i not think about her. She's the reason why I am here today.

Later that night when I was laying in bed, I kept replaying the conversation with Lily over and over again in my head. I realize she has every right to be mad at me. She couldn't have known I never once forgot about her. How could she? Before this morning I hadn't talked to her since we were in my room 10 years ago.

Twiddling the dog tags she gave me for my 9th birthday in my hands, I decided right then and there. It's time for me to make a new promise to her. I promise, you, Lily Marie Andrews, I haven't forgotten you. You are too damn important to me to forget about you. I will show you how important you are to me. I won't repeat my mistakes again. I promise.