Bullied By Cameron Dallas

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Hiii I'm back! Sorry I've been gone so long. I've been busy with work, friends and my boyfriend. Anyways here's a little Fourth of July gift! ((: (also I entered in the Watty's ! I know I won't win but I mean why not?)

Monday came along much faster then I had anticipated. I woke up In Cameron's bed once again. I had decided to stay a while longer, after much convincing from Cameron himself. It was so strange to think we were actually civil.

I wasn't completely delusional though. I knew we wouldn't become besties just because he was kind to me this once. I knew he was still Cameron. So I wasn't surprised in the least when after Cameron Dropped me off he ignored me in school. It almost seemed like he was avoiding me. Before everything that happened I felt like I couldn't get away from him, I made an effort of Staying away from him. And now, now I can't find him.

And if I looked for him in between classes and in class, nobody had to know. I didn't want to see him, I was just curious as to where the boy was. He did give me a ride here. So I just wanted I make sure he didn't skip. Yeah thats it.

I let out a sigh of relief when I finally saw him at lunch. I was walking with Cherry and Hannah and had my eyes on Cameron. The boy looked up at me and was gone before I could even blink. So he was avoiding me. I'm not gonna lie, that kind of stings. I thought we were mending things and getting along. Also I was confused. Why would he be avoiding me?

Thankful that I had a large breakfast and wasn't too hungry I left lunch to follow after Cameron. I didn't know what I was doing. I must be insane, chasing after my bully. I had to be insane. Who does this kind of thing.

I rushed down the hall and looked down every hallway. Our school wasn't that big so it wouldn't be too hard to find the tall brunette.

And of course he was in the last place I decided to look. Sat in the back of the library was Cameron himself. He was just sat at a table by himself with his head down. I wasn't sure if he was tired or sad. I wondered what would even make him sad. From what I've seen that boy is stone. So I assumed he was just tired. He did, after all, sleep on the hard floor. Yes, he stayed in his room with me again.

"Hey." I muttered and slowly approached him. His head shot up and he looked around before letting out a sigh.

"Hey," he smiled sweetly. "What are you doing here?"

I pulled out the chair next to him and took a seat. I looked at him strangely, "I could say the same thing to you."

He smirked, "This is my make out spot. Everyone Knows that."

And que throw up in mouth. Obviously I knew that. But I had a sneaky suspicion that he wasn't being truthful with me right now.

"Oh yeah?" I smiled Unfazed, "where's the unlucky girl?"

And I swore I saw a hint of a frown. But it was gone as soon as it appeared. Did I actually hurt Cameron's feelings? Huh, that's a change.

"Fine you caught me." He sighed putting his hands up in surrender. "I just didn't want to be in there."

The words came out of my mouth before I could even think them over. "Why are you avoiding me Dallas?"

Cameron's smile faltered and he let his hands fall to the table. He looked at my face for a second but seemed like he couldn't and had to look away. I held my stare. "I'm not." He finally said.

"Bullshit, Dallas." I spoke lightly. Anyone with eyes could tell he was avoiding me. "Why'd you leave so abruptly when I caught eye contact with you. And I haven't seen you in the hallways all day."