Chapter 5;
There we stood. Once again. Kissing each others lips raw. It felt so good. So so good. And I couldn't stop. It wasn't sparks, it was more emotional depression and shit that I've been going through. The depression and feelings that I have made me not want to stop kissing him. It could've been anyone and I would've kissed them. But Cameron Dallas? I just couldn't wrap my mind around why the Cameron Dallas liked me. I'm just another regular girl that doesn't know how to handle love.
I began to pull away from Cameron's face because I knew if I didn't pull away things would get heated. He yanked my neck back to his face. He the lifted me up and wrapped my legs around his waist. I had my hands flung over his shoulders and around his neck. He slowly made his way over to the bed behind my back. He bent down laying me softly on it. Then he slowly crawled on top of me kissing my neck. He hit my soft spot and I let out a deep breath that I didn't know I was holding in. He laid his hips into mine a little more abruptly and I could feel how hard he was threw his sweatpants. He grinded his hips into mine over and over, breathing his soft warm breath down my neck. Then he paused suddenly.
"Amy, Amy. Amy, wait. Wait wait wait..." He pulled away from me and sat upward. I laid there looking at the opposite side Cameron was on. I felt him stand up off of the bed.
"Amy, do you like me or not?"
His words hit me like a bag of bricks. Did I like him or not? I didn't even know.
I sat up still siting on the bed. I didn't reply to Cameron's question. Because honestly, I don't know if I like him. I mean, yeah, I came here for him, but I'm not ready for a relationship. Not after my last breakup. Plus it's only been two weeks since the breakup and I'm just not ready.
I sat there staring at the floor beneath my feet.
"Amy?"
I just glanced up at him. I didn't say a word. next thing I knew he was storming out once again with that hurt look in his eyes. And once again I was left empty. My heart... it was empty.
