"Mr.Dallas and Ms.(your last name), I have specifically chose you two to represent this exhibit since you both seem to be entertained greatly by each other and the topic of jail," the teacher announced as she handcuffed your right arm to Cameron Dallas' left. You glared at the darn guy, just because he is a Vine celeb doesn't mean he's better than everyone else, you though. It was his fault you two were in the situation...or was it both of you?
_________________30 Minutes Later_________________
"Cameron! Cameron Dallas!" girls called as he entered the gym followed by you, he winked and waved.
"Hey big shot this is an assembly about the law, police...jail! Not you!" you remarked irritated by the excessive noise.
He looked at you, raising a brow, "(Y/N)? I didn't think you'd be here, I figured you'd be hiding from the po-po."
You gave a fake smile and cut in front of him, you two were unlucky, being the last students in line there was no more room on the current row. "Go sit up there," the teacher mouthed as the presentation began.
"Wanna trade places?" Cameron asked people who were already seated.
You rolled your eyes and sat down far away from Cameron, however he scooted closer to you.
"Let's have some fun, nothing innapropriate, I mean this blows right?" he sighed leaning back on the bench behind you two. You had to admit he had a point, every year of highschool the same presentation, however, you disliked this guy so you ignored him. "I know you want to (Y/N)," he fiddled around with your hair.
"What do you have in mind?" you asked giving in, his eyes widened, probably surprised you finally agreed with him on something.
"I was thinking let's make a run for it, or ya'know..." he paused looking at you.
"Wh-What?" you grew suspicious of him, then all of a sudden he poked your waist making you burst out laughing! People and the officers eyed you, you glared at Cameron, he smiled brightly. "Sorry, go on please," you called out moving a row up away from him.
He followed, "You have a cute laugh," he chuckled this made you blush but you hid it behind your hair.
You noticed a cup of water not too far from you, you snuck away without Cameron or anyone else noticing. Nice!" you said softly grabbing out an icecube, you slid back into place this time closer to Cameron. You placed your head on his shoulder with your arm behind the two of you, concealing the cube of frozen water.
"(Y/N)? What are you doing?" he asked looking at your face, it was red for some reason yet it made a great cover he turned back to the presentation. Your hand moved up to the neck cut of his shirt, you had to do this quickly and accurately.
"C-Cameron," you whispered looking up at him he returned his attention to you, you noticed an opening in his shirt. Perfect. "I have to tell you something..." you began, both of your faces were flushed.
"Yeah, go on!" his eyes grew wider with anxiety, you opened your mouth to say something and then you dropped the melting cube in the back of his shirt! "OH MY GOD (Y/N)!" he jumped up trying to shake the cube out but it failed, he took off his shirt and that's when it came out.
That was the last straw, the teacher grabbed one of the police's handcuffs and placed them on you two.
___________________Back To Present________________
"You two are prisoners, and your cell is the supply closet! You guys are going to think and reflect about what you did." the teacher yelled shoving you both in the room.
"What? That's idiotic!" you cried, "This will only bring more trouble!" the teacher ignored you and slammed the door in your faces. "Great, thanks a lot Cameron Dallas, the amazing Viner!" you sat on the ground pulling him down with you.
"Hey you're the one who shoved ice down my shirt!" he remarked trying to cross his arms, "Why do you keep bringing up my Vine anyways?"
You scowled "You started it," you began then paused at his question. Your face was flushed, why did you keep bringing it up? Were you unsatisfied by the difference in the amount of followers you two had?...No, were you jealous of his fame? Not exactly but wait, it hit you, literally! You looked up at Cameron who was still taller than you even when sitting, he kept tapping your head like a drum. You realized that you just wanted to get noticed by Cameron like he does with a fan, a loving friendly way! Not in the mean teasing manner!
"I'm waiting..." Cameron complained.
You gulped, "It's because I want you to notice me like you do with all those other girls, hugging them, little pecks on the cheek, smiling, laughter. I know that sounds really generic and stuff but ya'know it's the truth I guess," you sighed humiliated. It was utter silence for five minutes, you frowned hiding your embarrassed strawberry colored face behind your hair. "I'm so stupid haha, Cameron I-" but before you could finish he cut you off.
"(Y/N), you're so naive...wasn't it obvious enough?" Cameron ran his free hand through his chocolate hair looking down at you. You raised a brow confused, "You're special. That's why I treat you differently, especially from my fans," he began.
"Yeah I know that much already," you said sarcastically.
"I can't play around with my fans like I do with you, hah, it would make me look like a jerk!" he half smiled.
You frowned, "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Well I'm not saying you're a toy silly, I'm saying I can get along with you and just be comfortable around you. I don't have to put up a front for you, even if I did you would be able to see right through me," Cameron bit his lip hoping you would understand.
"Huh?" you asked oblivious to what he just said.
"Actions speak louder than words Cam," he leaned down gently pulling your face closer to his, and that's when it happened! He kissed you passionately, you started off slow but got the hang of it.
You pulled away gasping for air, "Wh-What does that mean?!" you exclaimed.
"It means I really, really like you!" Cameron grinned. "You feel the same way too...right?"
"Actually no, " you frowned, his face went red and he turned away. "Joking! I'm joking, of course I do!" you laughed as he rolled his eyes with a playful smirk.
"Great! Now I can finally post this picture on my Instagram," he pulled out his phone, revealing a picture of you sleeping.
"Stalker!" you gasped reaching for the phone, he stuck out his tongue.
"Nope Social Studies, beautiful," he kissed your nose "I'm joking, just let me feature you in my Vines," he opened up the app.
"Mhmkay," you finally smiled resting your head on his broad shoulder as he began to introduce you as his girlfriend to everyone Vine and the internet.
The End.
A/N: Eh. This one for some reason turned out horrible ;^; I'm so so sorry, I tried. I'm not too good with these type of writings.
