Cami P.O.V.
My fists clench the light green grass under my fingertips, as I squeeze my eyes shut against the bright sun. My back lays on the ground as I breathe heavily, thinking about the memories that will take away my problems.
"Ew why Jacob?" Louis stuck his tongue out in disgust and threw another rock into the water. I was laid back onto Louis, my head on his lap, and my hair sprawled as we sat on the grass.
My eighth grade self laid on the grass. I cut my hair and had a huge bang on one side that hid half my face. I wore tom boyish clothes and always had bracelets on my wrist, and I never wore heels . Converse were my thing, and so was skateboarding constantly. I was basically one of the guys I guess.
"Because he is sweet. And just because you don't like him doesn't mean i can't ." I rolled my eyes, a faint smile appearing.
"He is not 'sweet'. He is just like all the other boys in our grade, who drool over you" He narrowed his eyes and huffed. In his eyes I could tell he was jealous.
"Aw, is whittle wouis afraid he's gonna lose his best friend?" I batted my eye and pinched his cheeks, and he smacked my hand away , giving me a death glare.
"No. I just don't like him. He's always acting all perfect like he's done nothing wrong in the world, but I'm telling you it's all an act. He's a true tosser on the inside." He explained and I cocked my head to the side with a faint smile.
"Well, what would you think if maybe... he asked me out? " I treaded lightly with my words and kept my eyes focused on the grass. After a few moments of silence, I finally looked up as he didn't say a word.
"Are you shitting me?" He raised an eyebrow looking at me with disbelief, and my mouth parted a little and then set into a frown.
"No.. and what would you think if I said yes?" I spoke innocently and looked up at him. He looked down at me in disgust and abruptly stood up, leaving my head to bounce off the ground . "Um, ow? What's your problem?"
"You said yes?" He crossed his arms, slightly pointing at me. I could tell he was starting to get agitated.
"Not yet... don't worry about it, it was just a thought ." I shook my head shaking my head as well, but he distanced us.
"But you were going to say yes." He excused me and I scoffed.
"I never said that Louis. Why is this such an issue? You're my best friend, you should be happy for me." I crossed my arms also , my disappointment in him showing.
"Because..." He shrugged.
"Because what?" I raised my voice.
"Because I.. I like- I mean I care about you Cam! Jesus Christ I've told you it, how many times? How do you think it makes me feel that you're going out with one of the biggest jerks in school?" He spoke, dropping his arms at his sides .
"Lou, it shouldn't matter . I was only asking your opinion, it was just a thought. I just need you to understand that no matter what guy comes into my school life, my bestfriend will always be there." I smiled , a slight blush rising to my cheeks. His face lit up at the information he had attained and he wrapped an arm around my waist, yanking me towards him.
"So I'll always be number one ?" He smirked.
"Yep. My number one guy. Forever and Always." I leaned my head on his shoulder as I looked up at the white clouds.
"Good. And you know you'll always be my number one girl too right ?" He peered down at me, his eyes connecting with mine. They darted down to my chin, or I think it was my chin, and back up to my eyes, as he placed a tender finger under my chin, tilting my head up to his.
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