• Cameron Dallas's younger sister • A Magcon Fanfiction • ON HOLD

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Amelia's POV •

Every 2 minutes my phone erupts with calls from Cam. Why is he still bothering? He knows I will not pick up so what even is the point. The last thing I want to do right now is speak to him.

I go into the area where most are dancing and I see Bryce. Girls surround him. He says one pathetic word to them and they burst into fits of uncontrollable laughter. He's loving it anyway. I walk over to him with this new found confidence that I have just attained. He immediately focuses his gaze upon me "Amelia," he says. "Bryce ," I say back. I see the girls who were swarmed around him glare at me. I can tell he had had a few to many drinks. Like how? He ligit picked me up with Jake a few minutes ago and he was fine. I guess the ones he drank previously are finally setting in. He swings one arm around my waist and abruptly pulls me towards him, causing me to stumble in his chest. He tightly wraps his arms around me. "Remind me to never let you leave," he mumbles with his head burrowed into my hair. This is getting rather deep for a house party.

We dance for a bit together and try to talk but, that is almost impossible due to the annoying ass loud shitty music playing. We decide to go to the garden where the crowd of people is a lot less concentrated. A few people talking, passed out or making out but, it is basically silent. Well if you disregard the thumping music that you can still hear out here combined with the annoying laughter of those having a great time. Not like I'm not. Because quite frankly I would rather chill and just talk than dance in a room crammed with sweaty teens and shitty music. Then again that's just my preference.

We lie on the grass facing the star filled sky above us. We lay in silence for a few minutes. "What's on your mind," he says out of no where. "Nothing," I say after clearing my throat. "I will ask you again, Amelia what is on your mind?" He says this time with more confidence and certainty. "I shall repeat myself one more time- nothing," I say. I hear him sigh. "Amelia, please just open up to me. You don't have to be so cold and closed towards everyone," he says.
Although I want to be angry I can't. It's true. I don't open up to others, I am cold and unwelcoming.

"I have a reason to be so," I say. "Why don't we talk about it?" He asks. I talk to him about everything, everyone. From when I as born to present day. Every experience and every moment. I thought he wouldn't listen but he did, he listens to everything. Honestly that's one of the things which puts me off sharing my life. People never listen. But he did.

"What about you?" I say to him. "What do you mean?" He replies. "Anything you want to share?" I ask. "Amelia, my family has always been just average. I never valued my 'normal' family. Honestly the thought of not having them all never even had crossed my mind. Speaking to you has made me realise how fucking lucky I  to have be raised in the family that I have been. I wish you had that rather than me, I don't deserve it- I have never valued it like you would," he says. I don't reply. Both of us remind quiet for the next few minutes.

"Amelia," he says as he faces me. "Bryce," I say as I turn to face him. The grace slightly obstructing my view of his perfect face. He slowly inches closer to me then, I do. Again, he slowly inches closer to me then, I do. We repeat this pattern until out noses touch. We bother bring our mouths together. They both in sync perfectly. He tightly wraps his arms around me removing any present space between us.

I don't know if I want this. Will I have to turn him down again? I hope not. He is a nice boy, a lovely boy. But, despite what he believes himself I am the opposite. I am spiteful and full of hatred. I disrupt everyone close to me, ruining whatever they have achieved. Why? Because I can never achieve anything my myself.

Hi guys☺️. Should Amelia give in to Bryce or nah💁🏽? That's the real question here. Honestly everything is really confusing me right now. Ligit I have sports day next week and I would rather not. Like sports isn't fun. Why would you even want sports day? Baffles me to his day. I hope y'all are all well😇. Anyways, goodnightt 😋💜💜