Short Stories

Friends?

Warning: very cliché!!!

                        *****

     All of us were at our friend's house. Dana had invited all of us to hang out at her house. Most showed, except Noelia because she's always in a somber mood lately. Dana, Shirley, Kalani, Andrea, Karelyn, Nayelie, Christian,Cameron and I all sat around the living room, on the sofa or the floor. Some were talking, some were watching the movie and some were sleeping.

Beside me on the sofa was Dana, with her short brown hair, her dark glasses and her phone in her hand. While on the other side sat Cameron, laughing hysterically with Karelyn on his other side. I secretly admired the features I had been seeing every shucking ( MAZE RUNNER FANS WERE U AT DOE) day for the past few years. His soft features, caramel skin, his dark curls, and those beautiful, mesmerizing green eyes that I lose myself in every time we talk.

     Honestly speaking, he was one of the best-looking guys of our school. I mean he IS lean and very muscled. A LOT of girls liked him and he knew it. But Cam wasn't cocky like most but seemed rather slightly uncomfortable with the attention. Not that he showed it. Almost all of the popular girls had shamelessly flirted with him and some even asked out(which infuriates me for some reason) but he, and I quote, "Doesn't feel the spark."

    What really kills me is his personality. He his sweet and kind but not too much. He jokes and pranks but knows to what extent. He acts like a dumbass most of the time but he is actually super smart.

   And one of the things I like the most about him, he is really observative and remembers things you would think a guy like him wouldn't remember. Also, if you're feeling sad or pissed off, he would hold and let you cry or rant without asking those dumb ass questions everyone else asks. At least not with me. Out of our group of friends, I'm the one closest to him.

   But I totally do NOT have a crush on him. Well, maybe a little one. FINE I have a big crush on him.

   Not that it really matters anyway. He obviously doesn't like me back.

   Even if he sometimes said and did things with me that could possibly suggest it. Thankfully not in public. But why would he like me back? I was just another nerd in our group who devoted her life to fangirling. I mostly kept my dirty blonde, shoulder length hair in a ponytail. Besides, there are all those beautiful and skinny girls who wanted him. Why would he choose me over them? I wish I knew if he would.

    I came back to reality when I realized my FAVORITE scene of Spiderman:Homecoming(😉) was happening. ( When Ned discovers Peter is Spiderman) Nayellie and I were fangirling intensely when we saw Peter's abs, almost falling off the couch. I looked over and saw Cameron rolling his eyes at me, before looking back at the movie. I noticed his jaw clench angrily. What the fuck is his problem? He knows we are absolutely crazy about Tom Holland. Jeez.

   I sat correctly again, cuddling up to his side and asking him if he was alright. "Yeah," he replied flatly. But he put his arm around my shoulder and we watched the rest of the movie like that.( I trying not to show my uncomfort at his touch and fangirling half the time).

   When the movie was over, we all decided to go upstairs to play video games in Dana's room. I quickly got up and went to the bathroom while the rest climbed the stairs. I did what I needed to and got out to look for my phone before heading upstairs.

    I looked in my purse and felt someone approach me.

   "Hey," I recognized Cam's voice.

   "Yeah?" I turned around to face him.

   "Could I talk to you?" Without waiting for my response, he grabbed my hand and led me outside to the backyard. We sat on the porch, close but not quite touching. I was looking up at the few clouds scattered around the evening sky and felt him staring at me. So I turned towards him, he was looking at me with a small smile on his face. I smiled back and it was like for a moment everything froze. Before I could blink, I felt his lips softly press against mine, his hand on my cheek. I was so shocked I didn't move and he pulled away, probably thinking I didn't want him to kiss me.

   "I-I'm so-" Before he could finish I took his face in my hands and pecked his lips.(I know you is thinking: Why just a peck!? Well it was my second kiss and I don't know how to make out with people!)

   "Don't be." We smiled shyly at each other. He connected our lips again, this time longer. "Whoa."

     "I've been wanting to kiss you since we met in the seventh grade."  He had a mischievous smile on his face.( Btw they're both 16. I might change it later though).

    "Really?"I asked in disbelief. "We could have been a couple or something for that long!" I turned red as he laughed at my eagerness.

      " Aww..." He poked my cheek."
You're blushing," he said, which only made me turn a shade redder.

  "Douche..." I muttered but he still heard it.

    He opened his mouth to reply(or did he😏) but was cut off by Andrea." Yo why ya taking so long, huh? Hopefully ya were kissing cause ya know I ship it, but come on we're gonna choose the groups!" And then she ran upstairs.

  We exchanged a look. If she only knew.

********************************

Hi. This is my first short story. I seriously love this character (Cameron). I will probably make a lot with him. Idk. I take request. Pls comment what chu thought about it.

K, bye

-Rubi