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Kaitlyn Omara
I walked away in utter disgust. I really can't believe I saw him again, and if it can't be any worse, we're staying at the same building; the concert.
I'm completely done with his ass.
"Kaitlyn! Over here, I finally found you, come." Jennifer waves at me. "Where were you, i've been trying to text you for ten minutes straight, here I found the entrance." "Yea about that-"
"Wrists." The bulcky giant says in front of us cuts me off, obviously a security guard or some sort. "Ooh, our lanyards are right here" Jenn coughs, pausing. "vip." She smirks as I eye her oddly. "Yes, right this way." The security guard pauses like Jennifer and coughs as well. "vip."
We both walk into the building area, soon hitting the long line we had to wait in. "So what were you about to say?" She brings up. "Hm?"
"Oh you know, you said 'yea about that-' then stopped." I then remembered what she was talking about. "Oh yeah." I hesitate a bit, should I tell her I used to be bestfriends with Cameron Dallas? Until he became the biggest jerk ever.
"It, it was nothing. I just got lost walking around, trying to find the door like you did." I half lie. "Ok then, cool. I guess." She smiles. Perky Jenn may bring up.
We both wait a little while, talking a bit more, going on our phones for the 5th time, overall bored. I scanned around the room we were in, paying more attention to my surrounding, well, since I had nothing else to do.
Ya know, just more girls in line infront, and behind us. The ceiling was massive and had a plentiful of black paint all over boards. The room was well decorated with Shawn merch corners everywhere. Heads pass my sight, especially this one dark brow-headed person scampering around the crowds.
I look closer while the person, in a rush, comes closer to where I was standing. Apparently trying to find something or someone in a rush.
"Kaitlyn!" I hear a faint voice call me.
"Huh?" I look toward Jennifer. She just shrugs at me. "It wasn't me." I stay confused a bit. "It's probably another Kaitlyn around here." I just nod. Kaitlyn is a very common name though, yet I hear it again.
"K-kaitlyn!"
I slightly groan, looking around. I see no one. "C'mon it's a different Kaitly- or maybe it isn't." I become more confused than ever as she stares right behind me. I hear that same voice, yet closer, and right behind me. "Kaitlyn."
I turn around, sickened. "Cameron."
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A/N:
Is this story even good? Every chapter is ending in cliche, one word stops. Which suck so much bc i'm not good at it lololol help
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impulsive ❥ cameron dallas
Fanfiction" Impulsive adj. ( im - puhl - siv ) > tending to act without thought " Do I know Cameron Dallas? That famous celebrity who left me for fame back in high school? Oh no, never heard of him. - All rights reserved © 2017 ispydallas (On hold)