Forever & Always [ J.G | C.D ]

25- Carly

' I'm holding on, Why is everything so heavy? Holding on. So much more than I can carry. I keep dragging around what's bringing me down. If I just let go, I'd be set free. Holding on. Why is everything so heavy?'

The familiar voice of Chester Bennington echoed through my ears. My phone played music quietly as I laid on my bed, starring at the stippled ceiling. I wrapped my arms around my body still feeling the strange sensations Cam's touch left on my skin. Where his finger tips pressed against my skin, it felt like his prints were left covering my body. I hate that it felt so right being with him, I just wanted myself to feel that way towards Jack. Someone who was dependable, loving, and well charming. Someone who seemed like they generally wanted too be with me and not someone with major bipolar issues.

Ding

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Carly who is this jack dude... -Scott

Shit. Unlocking my lock screen, I began to type back frantically trying to come up with some explanation of why I was posted all over the media will some guy. Especially you know considering I have been turning Scott down for years because I wasn't ready for the whole world of boys yet. I probably look like the worlds biggest bitch right now. And worst of all, I had completely forgotten about what people were saying and all of the media online. I was so caught up with my boy problem, I was wasn't really worried about what everybody else was thinking. After finishing up a mighty long and detailed explanation I decided too take a small look at what I was dealing with here. It definitely was a lot worse then I expected. The news was everywhere. And not only was it just a rumor that I was with Gilinsky, there was now proof. A picture of us kissing out side of the Aquarium was posted everywhere. I didn't even know the boys were this famous, a lot of teenage girls were beyond pissed. Some even went as far as posting my yearbook pictures. Like those pictures do not do me justice man. Bold captions everywhere calling me Jack's mystery women.

"Carly?" Cam's hoarse voice traveled through the thick wood door, a small knock on the door as well.

"Come in?" I asked in shook, he was the least person I ever expected to be knocking on my door.

The door opened slowly, he poked his head in first before slipping his full body in. His eyes starred deeply into mine. His tall frame towering over my bed. His pajama shorts resting lowly on his hips. Why was this kid always half naked, this was the last thing I needed to be starring at right now. How am I supposed to be moving on, when the one I am trying to move on from is standing in my room looking fucking hotter than ever, and is starring at me with those piercing hazel eyes.

"We really need too talk Carly," His voice was stern.

"Yes?" I asked, pulling my body up into a sitting position. My back pressed up against the cold headboard my exposed legs crossed in front of me.

"I really want to be your friend. But you make it so god damn hard. I need you to promise me something-," He froze sitting on the end of the bed, putting his head into his hands.

"Come on. Spit it out," I said my patience depleting rapidly.

"I need you too not get attached to me. I need us too just be friends. I also need you to go for Jack."

I tried wrapping my head around the words. Anger was the only emotion that showed any physical form in my body. I didn't just want to be friends with him, I wanted so much more.

"Screw you Dallas. When are you going to make up you god damn mind about me," I hissed sharply, glaring at him.

"I have made up my mind. Carly please hear me out," he turned his head confusion spread on his face, "I thought you would be happy."

"Happy?" I exclaimed dramatically, "You don't even know the first thing that would make me happy."

"Carly.. please," His eyes looked up at me pleadingly.

Rolling my eyes and sucking in a deep breath of air, I leaned forward slowly starring into his dark eyes, " I don't want to just be your friend."

Placing my hands around his neck, my lips finding their way to his soft pink lips. It was everything I had dreamed of and more. The way our lips fit perfectly together. Butterflies fluttered everywhere in my tummy. His cool finger tips glided across my thigh. The sensational tingles spread all over my body, my inner goddess begging for more. He deepened the kiss, pulling me into his lap. His arms wrapped around me closing off any space that could have possibly been between us. His lips pressed against mine roughly, his tongue finding its way inside the cavern of my mouth. He tasted incredible, everything about him drove me absolutely insane. I moaned softly against his mouth, his lips moving from mine down to the crease between my neck and my shoulder. He planted small kiss all the way down, his teeth nipping at the flesh. His tongue suckling everything about the way my body tasted.

"This is wrong," he whispered, pulling away.

"If you can give me just one night, I promise we can be friends," I mumbled completely intoxicated in him.

"Pinky promise?" He asked, a small hint of disappointment in his voice.

he held out his pinky finger, and without a second thought. I was locking pinkies with him. He pushed me back, his long body laying gently on top of mine. His lips pressed too my collarbone. His scent lingered in my nose, the way he touched me instantly putting me into an ecstasy trip. Adrenaline coursed through my body every inch of me begging for more of him. He kissed my lips softly, and rolled over me so his back was pressed too the bed. He pulled my body in closer to his, my head pressed again his chest. Both of his arms wrapped around me, his chin resting on the top of my head.

"Cameron?" I asked softly.

"Hmm?" he mumbled.

"Why can't this be us?" I asked sadly.

"We are just two people who will never be able to find the right time. I do care about you Carly. But I also care enough that I don't want to hurt you.. Go to sleep darling it's late," He spoke softly, his voice calming my exotic high.