As Cameron presses his back against the tree in our backyard, he puts his arm around me, causing me to lay my head on his chest. I ask Cameron, “So tell me, how?” I turn to face him.
“How what?” he asks with his million-dollar smile. Oh, right. I’m not being specific.
“How’d you find me?” I ask him again. “I mean you…, we…, uh…, just explain. Please.”
“Okay, remember when I left for Canada six years ago?”
“Yeah.” Actually, I couldn’t get it out of my mind. I couldn’t even sleep because of it. He left me alone back then.
“You left, too, right?”
“Yes, after two months, my parents and I did,” I say as I lie back down on his chest.
“I came back after three years. I came straight to your house, but then your neighbor told me that you guys left years ago. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know where to find you, so I just stopped. I went back to high school and everything just to try to stop thinking about you, but I couldn’t stop. I tried everything just to get you out of my head, but I couldn’t. I loved you, I still do, and one day, I heard these girls talking about you having cancer and all. I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t want to believe it. I asked them if it was true, they said yes. I asked them where you were. They said you were here on this small place, so I finished high school. After that, I packed my bags and left California again just to see you. Good thing my parents gave me all the money I needed to fly here and more. Yeah, I guess that’s the story of how I found you,” he explains.
Next thing I know it, I find myself smiling because of him. Wow, this guy must really love me. I love him, too, with all my heart. I can’t believe it. He travelled all this way just to see me. Oh, gosh, I wish I can stay in this world just to spend more time with him.
“Now tell me, why?” I say to him.
“Why did I tell you that my name was Cameron?”
I turn to face him again. My eyes widen this time. I need to know why he introduced himself as Cameron. “Yes, why did you do that? You’ve got a lot of explaining to do, Mister.” I glare at him after.
He chuckles. (What’s so funny about what I said?) He tells me, “Okay, mother. Well, my middle name is John, but my first name is Cameron, so I guess you know the rest.”
I stop glaring at him, and I start nodding slowly as I say, “Oh.” I pause for a little bit. I guess that did explain it. “That’s a reasonable explanation, Cameron John.”
“Does that answer everything?” he asks with this big grin on his face.
I lay back down on his chest and say, “Yes, fine, it does.”
“Now, I’ve got a question for you,” he says cheerily.
“Okay, ask away,” I respond.
“Al, do you love me?”
Well, that’s a really startling question. He should know this by now. I’ve loved this boy all my life. I will always love him. I love him to the moon and back. I love him to death (which is way soon for me). I love him. I do. I always have. I always will.
I turn around completely. I separate myself from him and sit down right in front of him. I smile at him and say, “No, I don’t. I hate you with all my heart.”
He’s shocked. “Oh, really now?” I nod. “You better run then.”
“I can’t. I don’t have enough strength.”
“Too bad,” he says then he attacks me. He tackles me to the ground (It didn’t hurt though.) and then, he tickles me. I laugh and laugh until I can’t breathe anymore.
“STOP!” I manage to say even though I seriously can’t catch a breathe. “I CAN’T BREATHE!”
He stops tickling me and says with a smile, “Okay.” He gets up and helps me up after and then, we go back to the tree to rest. He leans back on the tree again, and I lean back on his chest again. I get comfy as I start to drift away from reality slowly.
“I love you, John,” I say and then, I close my eyes with a smile on my face as I wait for sleep to take over me.
Right, my checklist. I need to check something off first before I sleep.
1. Break a heart.
2. Cry. (done)
3. Go on a picnic. (done)
4. Go to prom.
5. Get a first dance.
6. Kiss a guy.
7. Fall in love. (done)
I can’t believe it. I’m actually in love. I never thought this would ever happen, but it did.
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