A Happy Ending (Shannon and Cammie)

Chapter 9

Shannon POV

The day I had planned for Cammie kind of got ruined by the unwanted guest this morning. I never even ended up leaving Cam's apartment, so I honestly don't know what happened to Sam. Cammie and I spent the afternoon watching movies at her place. It was getting close to dinner time, so I had to leave to get everything set up for tonight. I wanted it to be special. I want her to know that she's special. 

"Hey, I'm going to head back over and get ready for tonight. I'll come back in an hour or two, okay?" I told Cammie, who looked very comfy cuddled up on the couch. 

She pouted, "but I was so cozy." 

I couldn't help but smile at how cute she was. "I know, but we still have a date tonight, remember? I'm not letting that get ruined." 

She nodded in agreement, getting up to kiss me goodbye. 

"I'm really sorry about this morning, Cam," I sighed before leaving. 

She immediately got a sad look on her face again, "It's okay, Shan. I'm trusting you." She half smiled but I could tell it was hard for her. I don't know what happened in her previous relationships, but I wasn't going to let it happen again. 

I headed back to my place to prepare for tonight. After I got ready, I went downstairs to start cooking. I kicked Amy and Meghan out for a while so I could be alone with Cam. I wanted to take her out for dinner, but we had done that before. This was going to be more special. I set up the table with candles and flowers, and started making dinner here for her instead. 

The problem was, I really only knew how to make one thing from scratch, without looking up a recipe that is. My mom and I would always make her famous Chicken Alfredo when I was a kid, so the recipe was nearly burned into my brain. I decided to make that tonight. 

I got everything going. The chicken was frying and the sauce was coming along okay. It was 6:20 and I was supposed to go get Cammie in ten minutes. "Shit I forgot to put the noodles on," I mumbled to myself. I filled a pot with water and waited, impatiently, for it to boil. I quickly threw the noodles in and then took the chicken off of the stove. By this time I had forgotten about the sauce, which was now threatening to boil over. I frantically stirred it when I heard a knock at the door. 

Without thinking twice I yelled "come in," and glanced at the clock. Shit, it's 6:40 already. I turned around and in walks Cammie. "Hey, I'm so sorry. This is a shit show." I laughed at myself. 

She smiled, "It's okay. It smells great, if that's any consolation." 

I ran back over to stir the Alfredo and Cammie followed. Just as I reached the pot it bubbled up and splattered all over me. Cammie stood back, laughing so hard she could barely breathe. It was all over my shirt, my face, and the kitchen. I turned the stove off and moved the pot off of the burner in defeat. 

I sighed and turned to look at Cammie, who only laughed harder upon seeing my faced stained with Alfredo sauce. She walked over to where I stood, examining the mess I had made. "Nice work, Shan," she giggled. 

She wiped the Alfredo on my shirt with her finger and licked it. "Eh, it's okay," she joked. At least I hope she was joking. 

"Just okay??" I protested, "Come on." 

She shrugged her shoulders, stepping a bit closer to me. She lifted herself onto her toes a bit and left and open mouth kiss on my cheek, licking a bit of the sauce off in the process. "Alright, maybe it's a little better than okay," she smirked and bit her lip.

I raised my eyebrows, "oh yeah?" I wiped some of the sauce off the spoon and onto Cammie's cheek. I then did just as she did and licked it off. "Mmm, I agree," I smiled. 

She tugged at my waist and pulled me in for a kiss. Up until this point, I had been nervous to try and escalate things with Cam. I didn't want her to think that I just wanted sex from her. I kissed her lips softly, but she tugged at my waist harder. She deepened the kiss, and I could hardly control myself. I wanted her so bad but I also wanted to take things slow. I brushed my tongue along her bottom lip and she willingly allowed it. We had never made out before, really, and this was giving me major butterflies. 

After a few seconds of making out I lifted her onto the counter and let my hands explore her body. It was almost as if I couldn't get enough of her. She had her hands around my neck and her fingers tugged at my hair. I picked her up from the counter, and walked over to lay her down on the couch. Our lips were still attached and I was on top of her. I slid a hand into her shirt and caressed her back, but I noticed she got a little uneasy for a moment when I did it. It quickly faded, so I figured it was nerves. 

I slowly started to pull her shirt up, and at the same time I moved to kiss her neck. As I kissed lower, I could tell I hit her spot by the way she slightly arched her back, but something was off. She let out a soft moan that she seemed to try and suppress. Immediately after I heard her whimper, "Shan." 

I mumbled a "hm?" into her skin while still kissing her. 

"Not yet," she said, starting to sit up on the couch a bit telling me to stop. 

I lifted my head up to look at her and her face showed a look that almost presented fear. "Cam what's wrong?" I asked, not really even referring to why she didn't want to have sex, but why she looked scared to tell me no. 

She just shook her head and looked as if she wanted to cry. 

I kissed her forehead, "Hey, it's okay," I spoke softly, "whenever you're ready. I would never make you do anything you don't want to, okay?" 

She just nodded and nestled her head into my chest. "Shan I want to, I just need time," she said without even looking at me. 

"Cam you never have to explain yourself, if you don't want to then you don't want to. But if something's wrong you know you can tell me, right?" I tried to speak as genuinely as possible. I want her to be able to trust me but I also want her to be able to open up to me. 

Still laying on my chest, she nodded her head. "I know, it will just take some time," she said nervously. I couldn't help but wonder what it was that was bothering her. The look she had on her face, it wasn't just a look that we were going too fast. It was something deeper than that. 

Without even realizing it we both fell asleep on the couch, Cam cuddled into my chest. I woke up at about midnight when Amy and Meg got home. I checked my phone and realized they texted me a few times, but I hadn't even heard my phone go off. 

"Wow what the hell happened here?" They both said when they saw the mess in the kitchen. 

I scratched the back of my neck, "Uhh, yeah. I never claimed to be a chef, okay?" I laughed. Cam was starting to stir awake now. 

I slipped out from underneath her on the couch and started cleaning up the mess in the kitchen. I tried not to be loud so that Cam could still sleep if she wanted to, but I guess it didn't work. 

"I'm hungry," she groaned from the couch. Honestly, I was, too. I mean, we never even ended up eating anything for dinner. 

"Me too," I agreed. "IHOP?" 

She shot up from the couch, "you read my mind." 

So that's where we finished our first date. Eating pancakes at 1 am. That's where I asked the most beautiful girl in the world to be my girlfriend. And that's where she said yes. 

A/N

Guys!! I have a shacam story that I started writing forever ago, but never posted. The chapters are kind of short but I have soooo many done already. Let me know if you want me to post it!! 

Also, hope you are liking this story so far :)