secrecy • cameron dallas

= TWENTY FIFTH =

= Brooke =

"Please tell me, it's not Cameron." I mutter to myself, closing my eyes before looking over to my door. I sighed, disappointed when I saw him walking over to me. "Do you own the spare key to my apartment now?" I asked sarcastically, him, shrugging.

I looked back at the TV, continuing my daily watch of Netflix shows and just then, he stood right in front of me, completely blocking the TV. I sighed, and looked up to face him."I'm taking you out."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "You're not my type." I said, pushing him aside. "I meant, literally outside." He said as he attempted to pull me out of the couch. Since, he was obviously stronger than me, it was easy for him to drag me towards the door.

Once he opened it, my face was attacked by silly strings. I felt Cameron pull his phone out and take a video while I was there, just stupidly standing for minutes until the silly string cans ran out.

"You guys done?" I ask, removing the substance covering my face. There, I finally saw the 3 boys standing in front of me, clearly. Blake, Joey and Mark. They nodded, laughing.

I threw the silly strings in the trash can, while Cameron and the boys were still there, laughing their heads off. "What the fck was that for?" I asked, washing my hands.

"Happy Birthday!" Cameron exclaimed, handing the boys dollar bills before closing the door on them. Of course, he paid them. "It's not my birthday." I inform him, sitting back down on the couch.

"Even better." He replied before plopping down beside me, snatching the remote from my hold. I was about to fight him for it when my phone started ringing.

I grabbed it from the top of the coffee table in front of me, sliding right to answer. "Yes?" I greet, knowing it was Bianca. "Can you do me a favor?" She asks, panting. She sounds like she's been running around. "Yeah, of course."

"My aunt asked me to babysit my little cousin, but my management just called me for an emergency meeting and I forgot to tell her I have a photoshoot, as well. Can you watch over her for me while I'm gone?" I smiled, nodding, even though she can't really see me.

"Yeah. I have nothing to do, anyway." I answered, sprinting up the stairs to get to my room. I hear her sigh on the other line, before speaking up. "Thank you, oh my gosh. I'll be there in 10 minutes." I heard keys clanking, meaning she's already on her way. "Okay, see you." I said, hanging up.

I threw my phone on my bed and walked over to my closet. I grabbed a random camo hoodie and a pair of black leggings. I quickly changed into them, and walked over to my mirror. I let out a short laugh once I saw the print on the hoodie.

NASHTY

I remember Nash giving it to me once his merchs got released. I headed towards my bed, getting my phone. I did the usual, and that is to go through Twitter. There, I saw Cameron mentioning me on one of his tweets.

There was also a short video attached to the tweet, and once I pressed play, I immediately recognized where it was from. It was from a while ago, where Blake, Joey and Mark were squirting my face with silly string.

I was continuing with scrolling through my timeline - not finishing the video completely - when the doorbell rang, making me run down the stairs and almost falling.

Once I was down, I didn't see Cameron on my couch, leaving me confused. Did he just leave? I shrugged the thought away and jogged towards my door.

There, I saw him, talking to a little girl while Bianca was behind the kid, tapping away on her phone. "Bianca." I call out, making the three of them look at me. "Hey, okay."