secrecy • cameron dallas

= FORTY SECOND =

= Brooke =

"Why are you doing this to me?" He groans as I pull him out of my bed. "It's 2 in the afternoon; you need to get up." I inform him, still trying to get him completely out of there.

Cameron unexpectedly crashed at my place last night when we came home from all the meetings and business stuff we needed to attend to. Movie meetings, interviews, trial screenings, name it all, we did and booked those.

Although it's been productive and tiring yesterday, we still need to keep doing our jobs and that is to make videos to be uploaded on the internet. "I can do that later." He suggests, slowly opening his eyes but I grabbed a pillow and hit him with it.

"You can't. You're doing it with me now." I reply, shaking him awake. "Why not?" He groans, slowly opening his eyes to look at me. "I want to get things done today, and I haven't started doing any 'cause I've been waiting for you."

"Then don't wait for me." He answers, closing his eyes, getting cozy with my pillow, again. "I swear to god, Cam. If you don't stand up, I'm dragging you out of there if I have to." He shortly laughs, while shaking his head.

"Like you'd actually do that." He remarks, opening his eyes that was obviously challenging me. I rose an eyebrow and smirked. "Are you doubting my will, Dallas?"

"Oh, so we're on last name basis now. I see, I see." He teases, smirking back at me. "I'd love to see you try." He whispers enough for me to hear, making me gulp. The way he said it sounded so hot, I gotta say.

"M'kay." I agree as I started pulling the arm he intentionally gave me. It was a bit hard at first, to be honest but that was just because he was resisting it. When he looked relaxed, though, I aggressively pulled him out and to my carpeted floor he falls.

"Ow, fck." He curses. "I warned you." I shrug, putting my hands on my hips. "Now, let's go film!" I excitedly blurt out while Cameron slowly stood up from the floor. "I don't have any choice now, do I?" He whispers to himself, slipping his pants and shirt on.

"Yep, you don't."

. . .

"Cameron! Where the fck are you?" I scream as I ran down the stairs with my camera and tripod. "I'm right here." He replies with a muffled voice. I peeked at the kitchen, and saw him munching on my leftover pizza.

"Hurry up. We're filming in a bit." I inform him but all he did was shush me. "Don't disturb me." He responds, looking at me, annoyingly. I gave him the same look and set the tripod in front of the couch.

"Are you done, yet?" I ask once everything was ready. "I need water." He says, opening my fridge. "Be quick 'cause I'm starting." He grabs a pitcher while I started doing my intro.

"Hey, guys! Welcome back to my channel, and a few days ago, I asked you guys on Twitter to mention @ names of people you'd want to see me collab with..."

As I finished saying that, a loud sound was heard from behind me and when I looked at the view finder of my camera, I saw Cam arranging the fallen plates on the sink. "Okay." I mumbled, fixing myself on the couch.

"I'm coming!" Just as I hear Cam saying that, he already jumped on my back. "Yooo, get off." I said, shrugging him off. "Wait, wait. Can you like, get out of the frame and then get in when I mention your name?"

"Wasn't that a nice intro, though?" He pouts, making me sigh. "Okay, yeah, fine, whatever." I composed myself while Cameron was smiling contentedly.

"Since you guys have been commenting on all my videos that I do another video with Cameron, I decided to bring him back!" I remark enthusiastically. "Hi, guys." He says, waving at the camera.