secrecy • cameron dallas

= TWENTY SEVENTH =

= Brooke =

"Oh, hey. It's my uber driver." I say, pointing the camera towards Cameron who was in the front seat and I was at the back. "Shut up." He said, putting the cap back on the water bottle he just drank on.

"Sit here." He ordered, patting the empty shot-gun seat. "Ha, no." I replied, and just then, the video I was taking on snapchat reached its maximum time.

"I'm not giving you the AUX cord if you don't sit here." He threatened, making me roll my eyes and transfer in front without getting out of the car. I put my left palm on his face to give me a boost.

I heaved a deep sigh and smiled when I was finally settled. I buckled my seat belt and grabbed the AUX cord. "Aren't you supposed to be driving now?" I ask when we still weren't moving.

"Sofia's not here, yet." He said while going through his phone. I nodded, remembering she was here. "She should sit here beside you." I said, already taking the seat belt off but Cam stopped me from doing so.

"Nah, she won't mind." He said, smiling at me. I nodded and scrolled through the list of songs on my phone. I ended up putting it on shuffle and just then, Cold Water started playing.

I'm not really a fan of Justin Bieber or Major Laser but I admit their songs are pretty amazing. Sofia arrived when Cameron and I were in the middle of singing along to the chorus.

"Hey, Cam." She greeted, leaning in to the front to give Cam a kiss on the cheek. I smiled at her when she greeted me, too. We, then, started moving and to the set we go.

On the way to the set #Week2

I captioned the photo of the road I took. The whole ride consisted of singing, making jokes and me, third-wheeling. Soon enough, we arrived on our destination and greeted everyone.
. . .

"And, cut!" Alex shouted, clapping his hands. "That was amazing, we're keeping that." He said as he shifted on his chair. I nodded and looked at Cameron who was still staring at me.

We just finished filming the deep conversation Stacey and Travis had and the almost-kiss scene and it seems like Cameron didn't hear Alex. "Cam, the scene's done." I said, waving a hand in front if his face.

"Hmm?" He asked, still in a trance. I was already about to slap the sht out of him when Sofia draped her hands around Cameron's arm. "Babe." She called, making Cameron blink and fake a cough.

"Huh, what?" He asked, while I was trying my hard not to laugh.

. . .

"What's with the hickey, bro?" I heard Nash ask Cameron as I walked in Nash's apartment. They were seated on the couch, with a tripod and camera in front. Looks like they're doing a video.

The shoot ended pretty early so we decided to go visit Nash even though he was living an hour away. Sofia insisted on not joining, so it's just the three of us.

"It's not a hickey." Cameron defended while Nash was laughing. It has been two days since I bit his neck, and I'm amazed that the bruise was still there. Well, it wasn't that severe, so it's supposed to be fading and barely seen, but it's still pretty visible to me.

"You know what, let's just start with the video." He added, completely changing the topic. I unlocked my phone with my fingerprint and went to Twitter, as they started saying their intros.

I was going through everything I had on my phone, not listening to what Cameron and Nash were saying, to keep me entertained. Minutes later, while I was playing Color Switch, my phone started ringing.

Cam calling...

I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at the direction where Cameron and Nash were sitting. Cam had his phone on his hand and you can hear it ringing, while Nash was looking straight at the lens, waiting for what's going to happen next.

I grabbed a throw pillow and threw it at Cameron. "What do you want?" I ask, pressing the red, decline button. "Just play along and answer the damn phone." He replied.

Just then, my phone started ringing again, but this time, I immediately pressed the red button because whatever he has to say, he can say it in my face. I'm just a fcking meter away from him.

"I'm turning my phone off if you don't stop." I warned once he called, again. He, then, sighed and slid his phone back in his pocket while Nash was smiling at the scene before him.

"What did you want to say?" I ask Cameron. "Bri gave Cam the hickey on his neck." Nash interrupted, making Cameron glare at Nash. "I told you it's not a hickey!"

"I fell over and got this bruise." Cameron lied, facing the camera. "Pfft, no. Maybe, you meant you and Brielle hooked-" I cut Nash off by getting in the frame and squeezing myself in between them.

"Now, let me tell you guys the real story behind this bruise." I said, doing a circle with my pointer finger while it was pointed towards Cam's neck. "I bit him on set when we were playing a Nerf-gun war."

"And what that really means is that they had rough se-" I cut Nash off, again but this time, by putting my hand over his mouth to keep him from talking. "Next question!" Cameron exclaimed.

So, they were doing a Q and A.

. . .

The loud music blasted in my ears once Nash and I entered this huge house, just a few kilometers away from Malibu. Cameron went back to LA to get Sofia because he wanted her to come, as well.

"Who's party is this again?" I shout, so Nash could hear. I genuinely don't know who's house was this, but I think it's owned by one of my acquaintances, I just don't know who's.

"I can't hear you!" Nash shouted back, making me just drop the question off. "I'm getting something to drink, do you want anything?" He asked, as we both squeeze through the wild crowd.

"I'm alright." I shout back, shaking my head. He, then, walked away, leaving me alone. I decided to walk around and find someone I know, so I wouldn't look like a loner.

In the middle of searching, some random dude with really spiky hair stood in front of me, blocking my way. "Excuse me." I said, hoping he would be easy to talk to. "Hello to you, too, beautiful." He replied, making me raise an eyebrow.

"Hi. Now, can I pass through?" I ask, brushing a hand through my tangled hair. "Can I get you something to drink?" He asked, making me immediately shake my head.

"Are you alone or something?" He asked, while I was there, standing impatiently. "No, I came with a friend." I replied, already sounding uninterested. "Well, I don't see her." He answered, raising an eyebrow at me in a cocky manner.

"He's a him." I informed him as I tried to walk away but he stopped me from doing so by grabbing my wrist. "Let me go." I said, trying to shake his grip off. "Not until you let me get you a drink."

"Hell no, ya prick." I answered back which made him kind of furious. Oh, shark-boy's mad. "The fck, stop touching me." I said, again, still trying to get his grip off.

Just then, I see shark-boy on the floor, and that was because someone punched him. I turned around to see Nash running towards us, and Cameron with his fist clenched. Sofia was nowhere in sight, though.

"She already told you to let her go, asshole."

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Woah, tf was that? I know Cam wouldn't do that irl but imagining it was so hot, amiryte? Anyway, sorry for not updating huhu. I had writer's block and the 1st week of school was already stressful. I would probably update after a week, again idk. This isn't the best I can do, but it gets better, I can assure you guys that. Stay tuned for more shtuff. :))

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