Chapter Seven: I'm a naive little girl.
"You made me tea,"
"Yeah... I figured... even though you said you didn't want anything... I figured it might help," I allowed a small smile to come to my lips.
"Tea is the solution for any problem," I agreed.
Cam smiled a bright, happy smile "That's the spirit," He cheered, and ran across the living room to me, jumping onto the couch at my side. He almost brought a laugh from me. I pushed his shoulder lightly and took a sip of my tea, it's heat almost burning my tongue.
"Have i ever told you how perfect you get my tea?" It was true. He put the perfect amount of sugar, and honey.
He gave me a smirk and I laid my head on his shoulder. "Thank you, Cameron. Really," I said, staring at the wall in front of us. Cam, being the perfect person he can be, put his arm around me too.
I'm a naive little girl.
For the longest time, I knew i loved Cam. As my best friend, of course, until at that very moment.
When i felt his stubble on my head, his lips pressed against the top of my head, his arm around me and our bodies pressed together, the warmth of the mug of tea on my fingertips, I just knew.
I knew that Cameron Micheal White was the perfection i desperately needed.
I knew that he wasn't just my best friend. He couldn't just be my best friend.
Because even though i knew he'd always be there for me as a friend, i was starting to doubt if that was just enough... The more I'm around him, the more i crave his presence, his scent, his touch.
And now? Now... I'm hopelessly, desperately, blissfully in love with the one man i knew i could trust with my life.
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Sorry!! Kinda short. I still liked writing it, though. Okay, thanks again for tuning in.
Have a lovely day, and don't sniff the fruit salad!
