secrecy • cameron dallas

= FORTIETH =

= Brooke =

It's 2:45 in the morning and I feel dehydrated. It took me 10 minutes to actually tell myself to get a glass of water instead of thinking about how thirsty I am.

Standing up, I put my hair up in a messy bun and when I started climbing off my bed, I heard noises coming from downstairs. I shouldn't be scared, but if you know you're living alone, there's for sure someone else down there.

Being the stupid and sleepy person that I was, I rushed down the stairs, only to see a familiar figure sitting on my couch, watching a show on Disney Channel on my television. The hair was too familiar to me, but I still crept beside him just to be sure.

I could've just called the probable name of this person; stupid, I know but if you're still 80% asleep at 3 in the morning like I am, you'd probably do the same thing.

It's the morning after our Halloween celebration, and I'm still very much exhausted from the party we attended last night.

Once he turned his head to the side, I swear I almost threw the nearest pillow at his face but it was just Cameron. I sighed, standing up straight. "This is why I shouldn't have given you the spare key for you to duplicate." I whisper.

"Why are you here at this time, anyway?" I ask, heading over to the fridge to find the main thing I went downstairs for. "I got into an argument with Sofia." I poured myself a glass, and put the pitcher of water back when I was done.

"Again?" I ask before chugging the whole glass down. "Yeah, and it's all about the dumbest things." He replies, turning the TV off and shifted on his seat to face backwards, where I was.

"What is it about this time?" I ask again, sitting on a high stool. "She complained about us not being public, but dude, we're not even officially together." I nod, seeing his point but that didn't remove the fact that I was still 80% asleep.

"She wants me to bring her outside, go on dates without having to hide from everyone. You know how risky that would be for my career." He continues, while I nod again, seeing his point.

"Then, tell her that, so she would understand." I suggest, shrugging. "I did! But, guess what she said next." I raise an eyebrow, wanting him to continue 'cause I'm really not in the mood for a question and answer right now.

"She brought up how it's easy for me to post pictures of us with all those double-meaning captions but I can't take her out without worrying about my career." He continues, pointing to himself and then me repeatedly during the first part of his rant.

"She's probably jealous or something." I said, rubbing my eyes. "Why would she be? I always remind her that I like her a lot, and that even though a lot of people don't know about our relationship, nothing would change my feelings towards her."

I mentally vomited upon hearing that short speech of his. "You know, it's completely normal for her to feel how she's feeling. I mean, I would too if I was in her situation. You've said it; you two are not yet really official, and sometimes, the only thing a girl needs is an assurance." I advised.

"I'm not telling you to completely stop hanging out with other girls, but you should be considerate of how she feels about it. You get what I'm saying?" I raise both of my eyebrows, staring right into his beautiful, brown eyes.

"You trust your friends, I assume and the least thing you could do is to introduce her to them, so that she'd somehow feel less of a secret. She'd be really happy from that, I assure you." I continue.

"And if you genuinely like her, a lot, - as you said - you would take the risk, even if it involves your career." I finish, yawning. "It's still your choice, though. I just wanted to help." I cleared out, raising both of my arms as if I was surrendering.