Your pov.
"Cameron!" I yelled through the house. No response. I did however hear a noise come from one of the rooms. I walked around the house and came to a halt outside the guest room. I heard the noise again and I pushed the door open. Cameron and some blond girl were in the bed having sex.
"CAMERON ALEXANDER DALLAS! We are over!" I yelled. His expression looked like he didn't care. I walked to my room and packed all my stuff and headed out to my car. I called my best friend who lives in La and asked if I could stay with her for a while and she said I could. I drove down to where she lived and when I got there I got my stuff and unpacked in a room she had just for me. When I was done I told her all about what happened.
Cameron's pov.
After y/n said we were over I froze and couldn't think strait. The blonde girl left after that and I just sat there dazed. What did I just do? I had to get her back.
*Two weeks later.*
Y/n's pov.
Y/b/f/n (best friend name) and I were out just having a good time. Although I had this weird feeling that something wasn't right. I shoved it behind me for now. When we got home we just watched movies and read up on the latest celebrity gossip.
Cameron's pov.
"I found her." The private investigator I hired spoke through the phone.
"Great text me the info I'm on my way now." I said. He hung up and not even a minute later my phone went off. I put the address in my GPS and drove to the place. It looked familiar to me. Hmm.
Y/n pov.
I got bored so I got up and went outside and sat on the porch to read. I looked around and noticed something odd. Cameron's car was parked across the street. What the hell? I texted my best friend telling her to come outside and say something so it looked like she needed me so I could go inside and not look scared.
"Yo I need help." She said leaning out the front door. I nodded and got up and walked inside.
"Thanks." I said. She nodded.
"Was it him?" She asked. I nodded and looked out the window. It was getting late and I was getting pretty tired.
"I'm going to bed." I said.
"Night." Y/b/f/n said.
"Night." I said and walked to my room.
*The next morning.*
The next morning I woke up and I looked around. I was at home with Cameron. Was it just a dream? I grabbed my phone and checked my call log. I called /y/b/f/n but she never answered. Hmm maybe it was just a dream. After a few seconds my phone started going off. I answered.
"Hello?" I asked
"Y/n where are you? I woke up this morning and you were gone?" Y/b/f/n said. I dropped my phone. It wasn't a dream.
