The Girl With The Broken Smile (Cameron Dallas)

Chapter Seventeen

|| Cameron's P.O.V ||

             I realized that just earlier I had told Vic that we would take things as slow as she wanted, but the moment she pecked my lips I just couldn't help myself. I pulled her body closer to my own and smashed my lips on hers, and it didn't take long for her to kiss me back with the same amount of passion. As if she had been waiting for this just as long as I had.

         I had my arms wrapped around her waist, and she had hers around my neck holding me close to her. I couldn't explain the adrenaline running through my body as we kissed. The way we kissed, the fact that she was kissing me back, the fact that she was mine. She finally wanted this. She finally stopped running. Running from the thought of someone making her remotely the tiniest bit happy. She trusted me.

       Little by little she trusted me more and more, and I wasn't going to jeopardize that. Trust is like paper, once it is crumpled it can't ever be perfect again. You can try to mend the damage that has been done, but it won't ever be the same again. Victoria had been hurt way too many times, and I wasn't going to let that happen to her again.

      Our lips molded together, and it felt truly magical. I'd never felt this way before. The kiss was just that. A kiss, but she was different. She made it feel more special than an ordinary kiss. Kissing her lit a flame inside me. The feeling of having her that close to me, and knowing that she wanted this with the same amount of desperation as I did, that feeling made me feel mushy inside. 

      From the moment I met her at that concert I knew she was something special. She intrigued me, and drew me in with her shy smile and those gorgeous eyes of hers. How she made the effort to start a conversation with me that night, as we both were left in the awkward position of sitting next to our friends making out. The awkwardness made her even funnier. She left me wanting more.

      I still remember the night she called me over in the middle of the night, just to talk but it ended up leading to much more. I hadn't realized it at the time, but that was the moment she opened up to me. She may of not even realized it herself, but from that moment she trusted me. She could've called anyone, but she called me.

      Everything was finally coming together, but I had a secret I was keeping from Victoria. Something I wasn't sure how she'd take. I knew I had to tell her eventually, but I didn't want to ruin what we were just beginning to have. I wanted to keep us in a perfect little bubble for as long as I could. It wasn't just my secret, and I really hoped one of the guys wouldn't tell her before I had the chance to do it myself.

     Things got more heated as I pushed her up against the wall, and began kissing her neck. She moaned softly, and I began to leave her a love bite. She moaned even louder, which caused me to groan. She had her fingers tangled in my hair and she tugged on it as I left her another mark. 

     I pulled away slowly, and looked at her. She was flushed and her lips had a pinkish tint to them from all the kissing that had just taken place just a couple of moments earlier. My eyes traveled from her lips to her neck, which was now decorated with two dark purple marks where my lips had been earlier. I liked them, residues of how I had marked her as mine. I wasn't too sure how she'd feel about them. 

    "Vic, I'm so sorry, I got so caught up in the moment and I got carried away." I apologized keeping my gaze fixed on the ground sheepishly. "Hey, hey, hey look at me." she instructed as she tilted my chin up so my gaze met hers. "I wanted that, and if you wouldn't of stopped I'm not sure I would've." She admitted blushing. "Well in that case, I'm a total idiot and I should've just kept going." I joked teasingly.