contrast » cameron dallas

{thirteen}

November 15th
Contrast.

The punching bag swung from one side to the other as Rose hit it repetitively, with her wrists straight.

She hit it harder making the bag swing even more, getting a groan as response.

She immediately stopped it with both hands and looked behind it.

"What the heck are you doing here ?" She asked, stripping her gloves off and then threw them to the floor.

"Hey!" He replied smiling, resting his hand over his stomach.

Rose shook her head and extended her hand to help Cameron to get up.

"Once again, what are you doing here ?" Rose repeated her question.

"I was waiting for you...you were supposed to help me today, remember ?"

Rose closed her eyes and cleaned the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

"I forgot."

"And I'm here now. Are you done ?"

"Kinda..." She shrugged. "I need to take a shower."

"I'll be waiting for you outside." Cameron said and she nodded.

Rose picked up the gloves from the floor and walked to the locker room to get ready.

After taking the shower and getting dressed, she placed everything inside her bag and left Contrast, walking to Aphrodite.

"Let's go ?" She asked, approaching to Cameron that was drinking a beer at the bar.

"Oh, now I was waiting for the show to start..." Cameron said smirking pointing to the pole.

"How funny? Hurry up...and one day, maybe, I can give you a private show."

"What?" He immediately asked.

"What?" She asked back to leave him confused.

"I heard what you said and if you tell me something you have to do it."

"But I didn't say anything..." Rose replied smiling walking away in direction of the exit door.

Cameron took one more sip, placed the beer over the counter and followed Rose.

"Don't play with me Roselyn." He said holding the door, while she walked out.

"The library might be closed right now..." She said changing the subject.

"I know..."

"So how am I supposed to help you ?"

"We're going to my house." He replied opening the car's trunk and Rose placed her bag inside.

"Oh...okay."

They got into the car and Cameron started driving as Rose adjusted her hair in the mirror.

"I like your curls." He smiled and she looked at him confused.

"My hair is wavy, I don't have curls." She replied laughing. "It looks like curls because it's still drying."