More Than Friends

Chapter 14 - I Miss You

It had been weeks since I had talked to Johnathan. After the texts stopped he stopped coming around altogether. Our study sessions stopped, he never came to sit with me and Jay at lunch, he just disappeared.

It was the last day before Winter break and everyone had gotten their report cards in homeroom and all day all I could wonder was what he got. I genuinely care about him. I wasn't just in this for the money anymore. Like he said we're friends.

My phone vibrated and I hoped with everything in me that it was Johnathan texting me, calling me, anything. It was my mom telling me that they all hand landed in Flordia and a bunch of other things she tells me every time they all go out of town.

My mom and the boys all went to some comic book convention in Jacksonville. My dad was out of town on business like he usually was and I convinced them to let me stay by myself until my mom and the boys get back in town.

The end of the day came and I made my way to my car and I found myself just sitting there. Hands on the steering wheel, keys in the ignition, not moving. Why wasn't I moving?

You know what? If he won't answer my texts, I'll have to go to him.

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I rang the doorbell to his house and waited. His parents weren't home but I still figured he was.

He answered the door and started to close it when he saw it was me. He hadn't shaved and his hair was messy.

"Johnathan, stop!" I managed to get inside before he could close the door all the way.

"What the hell happened to you? Why are you avoiding me? What's wrong?"

There was a long pause as he looked me up and down. He clearly wanted to see me i could see it in his face.

"Cameron just, get out, please. I'm not it the mood." He walked towards the couch.

"You haven't been in the mood in weeks apparently..."

The place was a mess I could tell he hadn't left the living room in days. Pizza boxes and take out were scattered on the glass coffee table. He had a blanket I assumed he was using for sleeping on the couch.

"Damn it, Cameron, I said get out!"

I jumped at the sound of his voice. I've never heard him yell. It actually scared me to think that he had this side of him and my eyes started to water.

I didn't want him to know that he scared me or let him know that I wasn't tough enough to take someone raising their voice at me because I was. I lowered my head and tried to get myself together but I let out a sniffle and he saw me.

"Are you...crying?"

I sniffed again. Damn it Cameron get it together!

"You came all the way over here to cry? Really?"

"No- UGH! You know I like you right?" He looked at me, the anger fading from his face but mine was still there. I was furious.

I didn't expect to tell him this way but it just came out. I let out a dry laugh.

"Yeah i like ok?! So when you flirt with other girls or when they come up to you it pisses me off. Then you just fall off the face of the earth, you-you just stopped coming around! What was I not good enough or something? The chase was over and so was your interest?"

He scoffed. "What the hell are you talking about Cameron?"

"Are you really saying I'm imagining things? You constantly grab my hand in the hallways at school. You bite your lip when you look at me."

"I-!"

"A-and fighting with Daniel?!"

"It was one punch-"

"You were clearly jealous. So no, Johnathan, I didn't come here to cry, I came here to ask you what the hell your problem is. Why are you so upset with me when you clearly have feelings for me."

He started to walk towards me and backed up a little without realizing it.

"You want to know my problem?"

"Yes!"

"You're my problem, Cameron." I let out an annoyed laugh and rolled my eyes.

"Really?

"Yes."

"I'm your problem?"

"Yeah, you. You just-"

At this point, he was towering over me, frustrated, trying to find the words he was looking for. We were staring each other down, the heat from our bodies bouncing off of each other. He shook his head. I assumed he was just going to walk away again and shut me out. Instead, he grabbed my face and kissed me.

Was not expecting that.

My anger slipped away with every movement of his lips. My eyes slowly closing as his hand drifted to my waist.

I grabbed a fist full of his hair and kissed him back. One of his hands wandering in my hair the one on my waist pulling me into him.

We were moving so fast i could fell his heartbeat. He pulled away leaving softer lighter kisses on my lips.

I stood there stunned, completely paralyzed. Once I managed to get my eyes open and focused, I walked to the couch to sit down. He followed me running a hand through his hair.

"I've been wanting to do that for a while but I didn't think it would be like that though. You know me yelling at you and making you cry." He dropped his head into his hands and let out a deep sigh.

"I made you cry. Cam, I'm so sorry, I've been going through a lot and I-I didn't know who to talk to or how to talk about it. My parents are splitting up and all they do is argue. I'm not mad at you, I swear, I just didn't think you would want to hear my sob story so I..."

He trailed off shaking his head at himself.

"You avoided me." I finished. "You were being a little kid who didnt want to talk about your feelings I'm sorry but, that doesn't make any sense."

"I just didn't want to talk to you about it!" he snapped.

And it all came rushing back. The anger flooded me and I was hurt all over again.

"No, wait I didn't mean it like that!" He reached for my hand but I pulled away.

"I have to go.."

"Cameron..."

"No, I have to watch Aaron and Brian" It was a lie but he didn't have to know that.

I got up and walked out the door. I could hear his footsteps following behind me but I didn't turn around.

I got in my car and drove home. The whole time I was driving all could hear was Johnathan saying "I just didn't want to talk you." The more I played over and over like a song played on a continuous loop, the more hostile he sounded.

My phone rang 5 times and end up with 23 texts all from Johnathan but I didn't reply to any of them. I was probably being irrational but I didn't care. I have the house to myself this weekend and I plan on staying here with a tub of cookies and cream to keep me company.