Stuck // ag & cd

Chapter 15

I open my eyes. Cam was still sleeping. I smiled tiredly and skimmed his cheek with my fingertips. I kissed his lips and got up. It was 9 am. The interview was at 12:30 pm. I quietly got out of bed and got ready. I washed my face and brushed my teeth. For once, I actually put some casual clothes on. I put on a floral print crop top with some skinny jeans and a pair of gray vans. I brushed my hair then pulled the front part of my hair back and clipped it. It was the same hairstyle I had in the 'Baby I' music video. My loose curls floated around my shirt. I sighed and went to go put some light makeup on. I walked out of the bathroom to go wake Cameron up. I leaned down by his ear. "Bae," I cooed. He moaned. I laughed. Classic Cam. "Bae, it's time to get up." His eyes shot open. "Holy fuck, what time is it?" I jerked backwards. "Damn! You have plenty of time, holy shit you scared me," I said, putting a hand over my chest. He sighed in relief. "Sorry babe, I didn't expect that the first few words I say would be cuss words when I woke up one day." I shrugged. "It has to happen some day."

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This morning it was Cameron's interview. At 4 was ours together. I had two interviews tomorrow. We walked to the studio not holding hands. I had a hoodie and sunglasses on earlier on the street. So did he. We were in a waiting room for the show. I looked down at my feet. "Hey," he said. I looked up at him. "Forget about Matt, he can't do anything about us. Can't we just, uh, tell?" I shook my head. "I don't wanna hurt him." He sighed then reached for my hand. I laced my fingers with him. "Okay," he said. He let go and a person popped up. "Cameron Dallas?" Cameron got up. "Follow me." Cameron looked at me and grinned. He followed the guy and waved. I waved back and got out my phone. "So proud of @camerondallas ❤️ so many interviews this week in New York👩💭👦" I clicked tweet and grinned. I got on Instagram and liked some pictures. I got off of my phone and turned on the tv on the wall. Cameron just got on. They asked questions about his career and stuff.

Then the relationship between us came.

"So, I heard you and Ariana Grande are best friends. Am I correct?" Cameron smiled and nodded. "Yes." "Okay, but now here's the thing. There are rumors that you've been dating. Is that true?" Cameron hesitated. I knew he wanted to say yes. "Well, I can't say. It's confidential for now. But right now, I'm not saying if we are together or not."Okay, now some fans would like to ask you some questions." Cameron smiled and picked one girl from the crowd holding a "I STOLE CAM'S ❤️" sign. The girl came up. She smiled nervously. "Hi! I love you!" Cameron laughed. "Love you more." The girl cleared her throat. "Okay will you date me? Or go to my school dance with me?" Cameron's cheeks turned bright red. "Aha, it depends. How old are you?" "Sixteen." "I'd love to, but babe, I'm eighteen. I'm technically an adult. Did your mom say yes?" "Yep! That's why I'm on this show. Oh and my prom is this Friday night. I live in Florida, it's at seven." Cameron sighed. "I'm sorry, but I can't date you, sweetie. Also, I can't make it. I'll still be up here doing interviews, and it's sort of my vacation week. Sorry." The girl frowned. "You're lying. You're with that bitchy Ariana girl. She's fake anyways. She's using you for fame, Cam. Fake." The interviewer gasped. "Okay, you're done. Please, go." The girl ignored her. "You'll see! She's a fake bitch!" Cameron said nothing. He just sat there. Blank facial expression. I grabbed the remote and turned the tv off. I slammed the remote down on the coffee table and ran out of the building. Hot tears ran down my cheeks. I ran to the hotel, sprinting up the stairs. My hands shook, as I tried to unlock the door. I got in, dropped my stuff and cried into my pillow. I couldn't take it anymore. So much hate in the world. What did I do wrong? What did I do to deserve this? I heard the door handle shake. Cameron rushed inside. He looked at me and ran over. "Babe, babe, relax. That girl was rude. Please don't cry. Please." I sobbed even harder. Cameron stroked my hair and put his lips to my ear. "Shhhh....don't cry, you have me."

That did it.

I stopped crying. "NO! I DON'T! I KNOW FOR A FACT THAT YOU'LL CHOOSE YOUR FANS OVER ME! THERE ARE TOO MANY OF THEM AND YOU'LL BELIEVE THEM WHETHER IT'S TRUE OR NOT!" I got up, took my shoes off and threw them across the room. I sniffed and then jumped into the pool. I should just hang out here until I can relax, I thought. I blow out every single liter of air of my system. Relax, just relax. My lungs were burning. It's okay. It's okay. I close my eyes. A minute later I hear a huge splash and then a pair of strong arms grab to pull me out. I land on the concrete. My body gasps for air. I gasp and wheeze. I cough. I look around. "Why did you do that? I wasn't going to let myself drown!" Cameron was soaked and out of breath. "Yes you were, don't lie. I had to save you because you're my best friend. Maybe even more than that."

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