broken promises ♡ c. d.

Palermo Pt. 2

"I'd like the lasagna." I say to the waiter as he writes it down on the notepad.

"Will that be all?"

"Yes." Cameron replies as the waiter smiles and rushes off to the kitchen.

Cameron reaches across the table for my hand. I take his into mine and stare into his gorgeous brown eyes.

"Have I ever told you how beautiful your hair looks when you curl it?" Cameron says staring right back into my eyes. You'd think we were the cheesiest couple in Italy if you saw us.

I chuckle softly and respond, "Why thank you, I quite like lovey dovey Cameron."

This time it's his turn to laugh and I join him. My smile quickly turns to a frown.

"What's wrong?" Cameron says furrowing his brows.

"We're gonna have to leave soon. I'm beginning to love Italy, even though we were only here for a day."

"I know. I love Italy as much as you do, but you have a family as well as I do. We can't just leave. You know you can come to Tokyo with me." Cameron rubs my knuckles trying to soothe my pain.

"I know. I have to go to work sometime." I huff.

The waiter comes back with our drinks and says, "Enjoy."

Cameron takes a sip of his drink and I get up from my chair.

"I'm going to the restroom, I'll be back." I walk towards the hallway with the restrooms.

Cameron's POV

After Ver leaves, I hear a bell chime ringtone. I look down at my phone thinking the guys are texting me, but it's only one guy: Taylor.

Taylor: yo I gotta tell you something crazy dude

Me: What is it?

Taylor: well, I guess I just can't believe haters these days

Me: Yeah, they're getting bad

Taylor: So what I want to tell you is: there's this guy named Dylan, Dylan Vega. He has been hating like crazy on my fans and just before at my meet and greet he came in and started fights. Just verbal ones saying how could girls like me and things like that. He was escorted out by security, but it was so weird. He seemed so normal at first, but then went berserk when he saw me. He seemed ready to fight me. He also said something about you, I could remember what exactly though...

After I read Taylor's text, I get confused. Why would this guy hate on me or Taylor? Like the haters are actually getting worse these days.

Me: Geez, that's bad. I've never heard of anyone doing something like that before.

I see Verity come back out from the bathroom.

Me: I gotta go, text me if you remember what that guy said about me

I put my phone down and look back up at Verity.

"Better?"

"Yep."

The waiter brings out our food not long after and we eat and laugh for the next hour.

Afterwards, we go back to the hotel and when Verity lays down on the bed, she instantly falls asleep. I chuckle and get into sleep wear. I go over and nudge Verity to wake her so she can change into something more comfortable to sleep in. She goes into the bathroom and does that while I take a spare blanket from the closet so I can sleep on the couch. Verity comes out fifteen minutes later without any makeup on and in a big t-shirt. I saw it was one of my t-shirts that she stole a while ago. It was plain white and she looked perfect in that moment. She frowns when she looks at me taking a pillow from the bed.

"You aren't sleeping with me?"

I laugh. "Would you like me to?"

She smiles and says, "I'd like it a lot."

I smile and go over jumping onto the bed for the second time today. Verity giggles, in such a cute way if I may add. Maybe now I should tell her about the bet...it's been plaguing me for so long now.

Verity kisses me on my lips. "Goodnight, my handsome model." She slips under the covers and falls asleep quickly after that. I lay down next to her guilty and staying up for the next few hours not knowing how I'm going to break it to her.

A/N I'm so sorry I haven't kept up with this book, there's been school and summer camp happening and I just wanna rest when I get home. So thank you for reading this if you still are reading my book :) hope you enjoy it