Raped -)(Cameron Dallas)(-

12 ; Powerful Plotter

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Lily's POV

I've been sitting outside for about 3 hours. There's no way I'm going in there.

Nate dropped me off and is still in there, I really need the ride, but I don't want to go in there the same time as him.

But I need to.  And I will, maybe I won't see him.

I walk in and take a look around me, no one's here except teenagers lazily slumped in waiting chairs.

"Can I help you m'am?" Asks a woman in a bored tone. I walk up to the desk and put my hands on the counter, "I'm here to visit Cameron Dallas."

The lady rolls her eyes and grabs a book, she flips through the pages slowly and stops, "He's not supposed to be seen-never mind, he's on floor 5, room 2300."

I give a quick thank you and walk towards the elevators.

"Hey hey hey! Stop the door!" Without thinking I stick out my arm, almost taking it off.

"Thanks." A guy says panting. I nod at him and press three, "What floor?" He clears his throat, "Five."

I press the number and the elevator starts to go up.

"Luca." I look over at him and sigh, "Lily."

"What's a pretty little girl like you doing here?" I look over at him and he's waiting there expectantly.

His face is completely covered in freckles and moles. I stare at them for a while, "You're looking at my freckles aren't you?"

I nod.

"You're a freckled face, gelled hair, green eyed, tumblr boy." He stares at me in utter shock.

"This is my stop." I step outside the elevator and he follows me. "Where are you going?"

I keep walking, looking back down the hall.

"Room 2300."

I pass 1900, 2000, 2100, 2200.

2300!

"Ok. It was creepy that you followed me all the way here, bye bye now."

I turn around and enter the room, a man is sitting in a booth and I can see Cam farther behind him in another part of the room.

"What are you doing here?"

"I came to see Cameron Dallas." He rolls his eyes,"Come back in," he checks his watch and looks back up, "16 more hours."

"Please! I really need to see him. It'll just be just uh...ten minutes."

The guard rolls his eyes again and unlocks the door. I walk towards Cam, when he sees me, his face lights up and he runs over to hug me.

"Get off me. Now." He immediately steps back and looks down, "What are you doing here?"

I sit on the small bench in the corner and shrug, "I have no idea." Cams sits down next to me and leans his head against the wall.

"Who told?" He sighs, "Johnson knew first, I say him." He adds.

I nod even though I know that Johnson would never ever do that in his life. "What are we going to do about the fans? How are you going to get out? Whoa, what if you get an actual sentence?"

He shakes his head, "We just need a good, a really good lawyer and I'll be fine."

I shake my head, "No no no, not 'we', no I'm not in this, 'you'." He picks his head up and looks over at me, "I raped you! It's all about you."