Defying Reality -ON HOLD-

Chapter Fifteen- The feels...

 Cameron

 “Tired of sharing a room with me already?” I asked giving Sarina the best pout I could do. She nodded with a cute smile. Did I just call her cute? I laughed as I picked her up into the air as we entered the elevator just like I had in the morning.

 “Déjá-vu much?” She said with a cute giggle. I chuckled in response. It felt almost perfect and magical to have her in my arms. Wait… I sound like some ‘love-struck girl’. The elevator dinged and I carried her out of the elevator not placing her on the ground. I unlocked the door and walked in. Before Sarina could predict my next action, I threw her onto the bed. She squealed girlishly as she landed with a thump.

 “You little brat” She yelled before jumping on top of me. I fell to the floor before I could regain my balance. Sarina fell with me on to the floor. I landed on the hard ground hurting my back unlike Sarina who landed softly on top of me. She sat up on her elbows giving both of us some space. She was about to pull herself off of me when I felt this sudden urge to keep her warm body on mine. I grabbed her by the waist pulling her down closer to me. Our bodies lay not even inches apart as we stared into each other’s eyes. Her brown eyes twinkled with anticipation. I inched my face closer blushing my lips against her.  What was I doing?  I assume she like that kiss, why wouldn’t she? I mean I’m Cameron Taylors. She pulled on the back of my neck deepening the kiss.

 “I’m here!” Announced Landon as he sashayed in. We both pulled our lips apart still laying on each other. “Oops… Am I interrupting?”  He asked smirking. That little prick! Always barging in on the wrong time. Sarina lifted herself off of me, her cheeks burning red. We both shook our heads before Sarina quickly grabbed a few things trying to escape Landon’s perverted smirking. What had I just done? Did it mean anything to me? Hell no!

 I mean I don’t like girls… they like me! I’ve never felt that in a kiss either. It was almost magical, you could say. But Sarina probably thought it was a mistake. She didn’t feel the same way. Right?

 “So… you and Sarina?” Landon asked me with a smirk. I rolled my eyes replying nonchalantly.

 “Bro, you know me… I’m just trying to get laid. Plus I want a challenge. Virgins are always challenges.” I said wiping the smirk off Landon’s face.

 Was it true? Nope!  I just wanted Landon to be quiet about it.

 “So you don’t like her?” He asked curiously. I rolled my eyes and shook my head. I wasn’t exactly lying I mean I didn’t know if I like her or not. I didn’t know how it felt to like someone. I mean closet I’ve been to actually like a girl was a few years ago when I saw Megan Fox in that “Transformer” movie. Now that girl is fine!

 “Helloooo” Landon said waving his hand in front of my –if I do say so myself- handsome face.

 “What?” I asked annoyed. I was enjoying my daydream about Megan Fox.

 “Never mind.” He groaned before flopping onto the bed. I bounced on after him as switch on the television. 

“So… you’re sure you don’t like her?” He asked again. I groaned before giving him a proper answer.

 “I don’t know. I mean every time I look at her I get lost her enchanting beauty. Her almond shaped eyes that sparkle in even the lowest dimmed light. Her bouncy curly hair that illuminates her tanned face. Her childish smile and her winsome laugh. I like the way she never accepts defeat and how it’s extremely easy to read her emotions. I love how just her small smile can make my day brighter. “ I took a deep breathe before continuing. I didn’t know why but after I started talking about those little things I felt liked I couldn’t stop. “I like how she’s so honest and gullible. How can see be so innocent  at the age of seventeen. You know what I like most?” I asked rhetorically. “I love how she fits perfectly beside my body when we lay on the bed. I love how her fingers fit in between mine as if they were puzzle pieces.  I love how petite her body is compared to mine. “ I said finally finishing. Landon stared at me eyes widened in surprise.

 “But that doesn’t mean I like her.” I said confidently. Even I knew I was lying. I like her. There was no denying it.

Landon smirked and jokingly pushed me off the bed. Ouch! I rolled on to the floor cursing at Landon until I landed on the same spot Sarina and I were laying. Maybe she felt the same way? 

 Sarina

I knocked on Rose’s door waiting for her to answer. The door opened a freshly showered Rose wearing a light yellow tank top and white shorts. She grabbed my hand pulling me in. I placed my bag on the ground carefully making sure I didn’t drop any of the necessary I had grabbed on the way of my hotel room. I sat down on her bed as she dried and brushed her hair in front of the mirror.

 “So…” I said awkwardly leaning against the backboard of the bed. I watched as Rose caressed her blonde hair carefully. I loved her straight hair. Ever since I was little I had always wanted tamable hair but sadly that wish wasn’t even granted.

 “Do you like Cameron?” Rose blurted out breaking my thoughts. I stared at her gob smacked. Did she really ask that?

 “Pfft no!” I said trying to act casual, but instead failing miserably. Rose raised an eyebrow in curiosity.

 “Really?” she asked sarcastically.  I took a deep breathe before answering.

 “Well maybe… it’s a little crush and it’s not like he likes me. I mean he's so out of my league.” I rambled on. It felt weird admitting to someone other than myself.  “But you can’t tell him!” I added quickly. Rose laughed at my nervousness before responding.

 “Why would you think he’s out of your league? If anything you out of his.” She said, I laughed thinking she was joking. When she didn’t crack a smile I answered.

 “I don’t know. Anyway it doesn’t matter cause he doesn’t date or fall in love. He just sleeps around.” Rose nodded but was distracted by some deep thought. 

 “You could always be the girl to change Cameron Taylor’s way.” She said smirking; I gave her a “ya, right” laugh before turning on the television.

"Not that it matters but what do you see in that immature idiot?" asked Rose curiously.

"Sure he's a immature idiot but he's got the most enchanting eyes and the most messy but proper brown hair and has this cute smirkish thung he does that just makes me want to melt. I just love the way  he feels beside me when I sleep. And how he concetrates when taking pictures." I rambled in one small breathe.

"God, you've fallen hard!" Rose joked throwing a pillow at me.

 I hit her back only to get involved in a cliché pillow fight. Rose hit me hard in the face making me roll on to the floor in laughter. I laid on my back thinking back to my intense moment. Did he feel the same way? Was it possible?

~Shirinforever