recall // Nash Grier and Cameron Dallas boyxboy

This Not What I Meant By Hanging Out!

Nash stayed in the corner of the living room playing on his phone. The scene around him blurred by, drinking contests, beer pong, make-out scenes (including Cameron and Amber), and who knows what that naked guys is doing with that jar of honey, beer, and peanut butter. It was insane to even walk through the marsh of passed out people who then became art canvases for sharpies, red cups, balloons, confetti, and different kinds of balloons.

While Nash milked as much content from his phone as possible, a red cup with beer blocked his sight. He looked up to see Amber with beer in hand.

"Hey, you're Cam's best friend, right?" Amber said with an almost unnoticeable slur

" Yeah, and you're his girlfriend , right?" Nash mockingly replies

Amber giggles, "Yup. You should take a drink and live a little you know." She sounded exactly like Cameron the same night of Matt's surprise party. In fact, everything was going exactly as it did that night so far. "Wouldn't want Cameron to be all alone on the dance floor."

Nash tilts to the left, allowing him to see Cameron in the middle of the living room, definitely not alone or bored. Cheers roared around him as he was showing off body rolls, spins, and some cool footwork. Nash returned properly to his seat and smiled at Amber, "Thanks Amber, I'm fine, besides wouldn't it make sense for his girlfriend to dance with him"

"I wanted to talk to some high school friends. Besides, that tornado of dancing doesn't look so inviting, and it's not going to be stopping any time soon." She giggles some more," Here just take a drink"

"I don't drin-"

"Oh come on, don't be such a buzzkill"

Nash sighed,"Fine" he swipes the drink from her hand and chugs it down. The fire in his throat was killing him, but he endures it then smiles at Amber.

"See, that wasn't so bad. Have fun!" She walks away, wearing her ever effortless and nonchalant smile.

As soon as she's out of his sight, Nash sits down and returns to the sanctuary of solitude that is him sitting quietly content on his phone. Thoughts begin to invade his mind, though. He looks up to see the dancing bodies and flashing lights, and mulls over the words, "live a little." He gets up and begins to ease himself into the fun, but begins to feel...feel..feel.....

"THIS IS AWESOME" I shouted from atop a table. everything looks blurry, but whatever, I can do whatever the fuck I WANT. I jump down and bump into Cameron on the way down who topples to the floor. What's really weird is that he looks like he's wearing the same shirt from Matt's surprise party. My head must be getting all mixed up or something.

He gets up and smiles and then just starts dancing again like nothing happened. I start to dance too. I look around and I can see a whole lot of people. But then I see some interesting people, I can see Matt, Amber, and Carter. My head starts to hurt again. Cameron didn't even know Amber back then, or am I at Amber's surprise party and Matt and Carter are the ones who aren't supposed to be here. It's so confusing, but the pain subsides eventually as I just drink more and party harder.

I look to my left and see Cameron now in the shirt from this morning. Still weird. His face is the only one I can see clearly though. "Cool party, Cameron!" I yell at him

"Whaat!"

"COOL PARTY!"

"NO, I DON'T HAVE KOOL-AID!"

I shrug and just go back to dancing. This idea starts to form in my head though. I feel spontaneous, I feel awesome, I feel CONFIDENT! I take Cameron by his arm and we walk up the stairs, like a pair of idiots but we get to the top. He seems in a bad mood because he lost his drink to the ground when I grabbed him, but he still follows. When we get to the upstairs hallway everything starts to change again It looks like the hotel hallway and where Cameron's door is supposed to be is the same black modern door, Room 207. I was somehow able to get in without the room key though.

I push Cameron onto his bed, my surroundings once again changing, and I take off my shirt. I'm way more toned and bigger than that summer, thankfully. He's sitting, facing me and the now closed door behind me. I walk over to him and rest my hands on the bed on each side of him and smile stupidly into his face. This is all just a stupid joke, I'm trying to play. Cameron smiles just as stupidly swaying left to right.

"Ya know..." I say seductively," you make...it sooo obvious."

He starts to laugh almost hysterically in the midnight of his room.

"I can hear it..." I continue on "your heartbeat-" I kiss him. WAIT. WHAT NO I DIDN'T MEAN TO KISS HIM. But I keep going my eyes slowing coming to a close. Before I pull away...he...he starts kissing me back. This is what happened that night! This what's happening now! OH MY GOD! His arms encase me around my torso and we roll on to the bed. My head lands on the pillow and he's on top of me now on all fours. Before I can tilt my head up his, lips crash against mine. I can feel his hands on my back and tugging at my hair. My hands are on his neck and pressed against his chest.

His lips feel so plump and soft, interlocking with mine perfectly. He breaks away taking off his shirt and tossing it to the floor. Every feature is still noticeable and clear cut even in the dark. With every movement his abs, biceps, shoulders, and chest is flexing. I don't get to look for much longer though, Cameron falls passed my head to my neck and starts kissing hard against it. I grab his hair and back as moans escape my lips no matter how hard I bite down on them. His back is smooth, yet still rigid, I can feel every flexing muscle on him and the hot and humid air around us. I can even feel the sweat on us, and it feels so good as our hands and bodies caress each other. My boner-Oh my god he has an erection too! Our erections rub against each other and our hips.

He kisses from my neck to my chest to the bottom of my torso and pulls away again, I don't want to stop. I pull him in again and our lips crash harder. I can feel his tongue nudging through my lips and I accept, opening my lips more. His tongue explores the inside of my mouth moving by my cheeks and my tongue as mine does the same to him. He pulls my hair down into the pillow and comes up, saliva lingering from our lips. His hands go down my biceps and forearms and then back up to my chest and down my abs, his hands leave my stomach, he smiles, and his hands head for his zippe-

"OH MY GOD"

Our heads whip to a blurry Amber, Cam jumps off of me like a scared animal. Amber has turned on the lights as Cameron walks over to her pleadingly. His back facing me, I can see all the scratches I made on his back. I feel terrible and spin around on to my stomach, dropping my head into the pillow. I just let them go back and forth, only one thing catches my ear though:

"THIS IS NOT WHAT I MEANT BY HANGING OUT!" Amber says

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