The Fat Girl and The Bet

Chapter 22

Ashlyn pov:

We pull up into his neighborhood and cruise down the streets until we pull into his driveway.

It's a pale yellow with yellow bricks siding and with a small porch. Just how I remember it.

Cameron turns off his bike and I slide off. He does as well and just looks at me. His eyes show a pang of guilt but he swiftly looks away from me, he walks up the driveway and to the front door.

Home.

I quickly follow behind him and through the door to his home.

Where he lives.

Holy shit.

I mean I have been in Cameron's house before but I never meet his mother, she was never around when I was.

The front door leads into the main hallway and right in front is  the staircase that leads to his sweet scented room.

Cameron takes off his shoes at the front door and I do the same.

"Mom? I'm home." he says and I hear a response.

"Cameron? Is that you sweetheart?"

"Its me." He say as we continue forward.

When we get to the living room, the fire was burning in the fireplace and the Tv was on to some cooking show. It was almost 8:30 in the morning nothing good is on right now anyways.

Cameron leads me into the kitchen and then I notice a lady standing there with her back to us, mixing something

"What are you doing home? Didn't I tell to stop with this skipping nonsense?" She says without looking back at him.

"Mom," Cameron says and the women stops mixing and turns around. When she notices me, her eyes grow wide and she just looks back and forth between both of us, obviously waiting for an explanation. "This my friend from school.."

I can't help but put my best fakest smile I could make .

"Oh! Hello! My name is Grace, and you are?" She sticks out her hand towards me after she wipes the flour onto her pants.

I look at Grace and extend my hand, shaking hers.

"Ashlyn. My name is Ashlyn." I say and she smiles brightly at me.

"Oh, Ashlyn. What a beautiful name.It sound familiar though." She says as she places her hand on my shoulder and just looks at me. She is only a few inches taller than me. How did she give birth to that giant?

" It does ?" I ask her. She just nods her head and looks past me and stares at Cameron.

"Well, Ashlyn. Why don't you go up to Cameron's room. And I will send him up in a minute with something to drink and a snack." Grace says and I nod quickly, confused with her saying she knew my name somehow. "Good it's the second door to the left on the top of the stairs."

I knew exactly where it was located.

"Thanks" I say.

She gives me a warm smile and I turn, slowly making my way to the staircase and up to Cameron's room.

Alone.

-_-

Cameron's pov:

Once Ashlyn is out of earshot and I can hear her walking up the steps to my room, my mom turns back to the fridge and begins preparing a snack for me and Ashlyn.

"That's her isn't, Cameron?" My mom says as she pulls out some of her homemade sweets.

"Yeah.." I say as I grab two two cups out of the cupboard and fill them with milk.

"She was having trouble with some people so I thought it would be good idea to get her away from that for a day." I say and she just nods.

She fills a plate full of treats and then hands me a tray to put everything on. I pile on the glasses of milk and the plate along with a bag of chips and some sandwiches.

"Just be careful Cameron." my mom says and she doesn't even elaborate.

"I know" I say as I kiss her cheek and she smiles at me. I pick up the tray and head upstairs.

Trust me mom. I know, falling in love only gets you hurt.

Or worse.

Ashlyn pov:

His room still smells like sugar and spice. Its clean, which surprises me. His room is never clean.

I look at everything remembering where everything belonged.

"Having fun?" Cameron asks as he enters his room and sets a tray down on his night stand. There are ton of different treats on them.

"Is that a eclair?" I ask as I look at one of my favorite pastries on the plate. It's like a twinkie but 1000x times better.

"Yea. I remembered that they are your favorite. My mom makes the best. The chefs in france would be jealous." He gives a small smile. It was his favorite too.

"You can have it if you want." He says to me and I shake my head no. There is only one and I won't take it from him.

"No. You can have it if you want. I don't real-" I was interrupted as he just picks up the treat and tears it in two, giving me the bigger of the two halves.

I just smile and take a bite. Oh holy jesus.

Amazing

"So what do you want to do?"

"I don't know," I say and then I spot my all time favorite movie A walk to remember on his DVD shelf. He kept the movie after all these years, he still has it.

He catches me staring at it and just laughs, shaking his head in approval and then puts the DVD in.

What is going on with him?

What is going on with me?

_-_

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A|n:

Hello my readers, how have you guys been?? Hope the answers good. I have been better good myself. But anyways enough about me, heres the  chapter everyone is dying to have. hope u enjoy and maybe theres an extra chapter up next I dunno wait and find out