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What Dallas Did

Naomi's POV

I will protect you, Naomi. I promise.

I smiled as I woke up to the sun shining brightly in my face. I yawned and looked around me, all the beds neatly made and no sign of the boys. Well, it was 10 am. They must've let me sleep late.

I pulled myself out of bed and did my daily routine which consisted of showering, brushing my teeth and putting on my makeup.

I was feelin' dressy today so for my outfit, I chose:

- a black crop top

- a white skater skirt with pink flowers on it

- and some strappy sandals

- I also put my hair in a side braid

I decided to add a little pop by putting on a light pink SnapBack with the words Hope woven in on the front. I wore it backwards.

I took the elevator down stairs and walked over to get breakfast which was served free at the hotel.

I grabbed two waffles and some juice.

I walked over to all the tables and saw the most of the boys sitting at one.

"Hey guys!" I shouted and walked over.

"Naomi." Carter kind've smiled.

"That's me..." I laughed awkwardly taking a seat next to Aaron. "Pass the syrup, please?"

I asked Taylor who hesitantly grabbed it and handed it to me.

"Thanks..." I looked at all of them who seemed confused.

I poured my syrup on the waffles and grabbed my fork taking a bite. I looked up and they were all, still staring at me with the same confused look.

"That's it." I dropped my fork, "Whats wrong with you guys?"

"Uhm." Nash tapped his fingers on the table. "Have you looked in the mirror?"

"Yes." I laughed then realized they were all serious. I excused myself from the table and quickly made my way to the ladies room.

I looked in the mirror and didn't see anything at first, but there it was.

A small purple-bluish bruise on the side of my neck. I touched it and winced. "What the hell.." I whispered.

What happened last night?

'Cameron..' I thought. He was the last person I was with last night. And he wasn't at the table.

I looked in the mirror again, not to stare at the extremely noticeable mark, but myself. How could I do that? Maybe it wasn't Cameron. But who else could it have been?

I walked back to the table, holding back tears. "Do you guys know where Cameron is?"

"He's in his room." Jack J responded.

I nodded and made my way to our floor. When I reached it I realized two other people weren't sitting at that table.

Gilinsky and Matt.

I tensed and took a deep breath before knocking on Cameron's door.

He opened it almost immediately and smiled. His face turned to concerned when he looked at my neck.

"Naomi you..." he began.

"I know." I whispered.

He let me in and I sat on a chair.

"Cam, what did we do last night?"

"I....I don't remember...." he ran a finger through his hair.

He shot up.

"I remember." he gulped and stared at me.

I looked at him expectantly. "I was drunk. I h-hit you. I did that to you." he held my face in his hands then brushed his finger over the bruise.

"Ow, don't touch me, please." I flinched moving away from him.

He shook his head in disbelief. "Naomi...I am so sorry."

I stared at him, scared.

"It's going to be okay." he reaches out to grab my hand but I backed away.

"No. It's not going to be ok Cameron!"

"Naom-"

"Cameron don't touch me!" I yelled.

"Naomi, please forgive-"

"I think I should leave" I shouted at him and he gave up, tears brimming in his eyes.

"You are a lier Cameron Dallas!" I screamed. " I never want to see you again!" I slammed the door.

I will protect you, Naomi. I promise.

A/N

Shit just went down. Wow.

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