The Dare That Went Wrong || Cameron Dallas

6: Dog Bite-

"Look" he started with a sigh, "I'm sorry about everything, I'm sorry for what I have done, I'm sorry for what Nash has done. I don't know why I felt the need to put you through that. You're too pretty for that, you should be more popular than you are-" he was about to continue until I stopped him. I don't care whether I am about to speak to him or not, but he just made everything worse by trying to make it better.

"I'm sorry what? You think the only reason you shouldn't have bullied me is because I'm pretty? I'm sorry if you don't already know this, but looks don't determine who to bully. Whether they are gorgeous, or not so gorgeous. In fact, you shouldn't bully anyone, whether they have a medical problem, maybe aren't as pretty as others, or whether they are a arsehole like you and Nash. No one deserves to be bullied. It is a horrible thing to be apart of. If you think I'm even going to contemplate over forgiving you, you are highly mistaken. For two reasons, the first one- how come all of a sudden you have started being all friendly with me? All within the space of 2 hours the other day. And two- if you have changed, which I highly doubt. But if you have I want a proper apology, a well thought out one, saying why you did all the things you have to me over the past couple of years. And if I do decide to forgive you, which is only a very slim chance. Nash is no way involved in this, he has to apologise to me in person before I consider. Because he hurt me the most." I said, finishing off my rant towards him. Which clearly made him speechless.

"Oh...I had no idea..." He trailed off.

I pointed to the door, he knew what I meant and stood up from his spot next to me and walked out of my room with his head down.

What a dick. He honestly thought that the only reason to stop bullying me was because of my looks? What about my feelings? Doesn't he care about them?

After that little argument thing, whatever it was. I decided to snuggle into all my pillows and blankets and eventually I fell asleep, with a very heavy Max on me, of course.

The next morning I was awoken by Max jumping off me. I huffed and sat up. I huffed for two reasons...a freaking Grate Dane just jumped off me and...tomorrow is Monday. Which means I have to see Cameron and Nash. Great.

I got up and went for a shower, then brushed my teeth, dried my hair and finally put on my running stuff. I don't know why I go for a shower before running. I always have, it's just a bad habit I think.

I put my hair up in a messy bun and then went downstairs to find Max.

"Hi dad" I smiled to my dad who was in the kitchen.

"Hi sweetie, you going for a run?" He said, whispering the end part so mum wouldn't know.

"Well, yeah. If I can find Max, do you know where he's gone?" I asked.

"I think he went outside" my dad smiled pointing to the back garden.

"Thanks" I smiled grabbing Max's lead and heading to the back garden.

He was there. I waited for him to finish his business before he came running up to me. I put the lead on him and then headed though the gate and round to corner before I started stretching.

After a 5 minute warm up and stretches I started to run with a very hyper Max pulling me.

***** Cameron's POV *****

This dare was going pretty well so far, apart from last night when I tried to "apologise" to her. But I just saw her run past on her daily run so I'm going to catch up to her and try to "apologise" to her properly.

I put on my gym trainers and set out the door to catch up with Poppy. I soon found her, but she was looking all flustered and upset.

I caught up to her, "hey what up?" I asked.