Don't let go

Chapter 23

YAYYYYY! I hit 500 reads! My goal is 1000 by my birthday, July 15th. Can we do it? Anyways, I am so excited to do this. These next two chapters are going to start a lot more drama.

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Cameron's POV

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We were ready to go. We were in our places behind the curtain. Matthew first, me last. Then the special guests.

Jake introduced us.

"Hello, I am Jake Foushee and I will be commentating today." He said. "Is that even a word?" He whispered to Mahogany, not realizing the microphone was still on.

Everyone erupted into laughter.

He started calling us out.

"Matthew Espinosa!!!!!"

"Aaron Carpenter!!!!"

"Carter Reynolds!!!"

"Taylor Caniff!!!"

"Jack Johnson!!!"

"Jack Gilinsky!!!"

"Shawn Mendes!!!"

"Jacob Whitesides!!!"

"Nash Grier!!!"

"Cameron Dallas!!!" I ran out and high-fived the first row of fans. It was a great feeling. All these girls, here, to see me and my friends. I smiled as the girls screamed. I sat down next to Nash in his wheelchair.

"And now for our special guests." Jake said. "Do we have a Dillon Rupp?" Dillon ran out and the girls screamed.

"How about a Sam Wilkinson? Okay, just wondering... do we happen to have a Dustyn Carpenter? Alright... Kylie Giles?"

Kylie ran out and came up on stage and sat by me.

"Laila Fender?" Laila ran out and hugged Matt.

We did what we normally did. Someone had brought a trampoline to the stage. Jack Gilinsky an Sam Wilkinson were doing flips on them. Then, the girls starting chanting.

"CAMERON! CAMERON! CAMERON!"

I shook my head. I can't do shit on a trampoline.

"Aww is little Cameron scared like he was in the hospital?" Taylor muttered, bumping into me.

I couldn't fight on stage. But I wasn't about to back out after Taylor had said that.

"Okay." I said into the microphone.

The fans cheered and I backed up. I was just going to do a simple front flip. I ran up to the trampoline and jumped. I closed my eyes. I opened them when I felt my feet land on the ground. I looked up. I just did a freaking flip. I threw my hand up.

Kylie was laughing, as well as everyone else.

"What?" I asked her.

"It's just cute how you threw your hands up in the air." Kylie said through laughs.

I laughed and then hugged her.

"You're turn Taylor!" I yelled.

"HAHAHAHA no." Taylor said.

"Is little Taylor scared? Awwwwww. Just like you're scared to confront your own problems." I muttered to him.

"I have a broken arm." Taylor said.

And a broken heart. I thought, laughing.

"What? I'm not kidding." Taylor asked.

"Nothing." I said.

The next 10 minutes was our normal routine. Mahogany DJd the music an we did our dances. Carter and Mahogany did the jerk; Willie, Hayes, Sam, the Jacks, and Taylor did the Nae Nae; Nash, Matt, Jacob, and I did the rednose. Then we all did the lipgloss dance, and Matthew started wall-twerking.

When that ended, we decided to do contests. You were only allowed to do one. We had three options, and we all had to do one. First was the flex contest. Jack Gilinsky won that. Then was the dance competition. Carter won that. Then we had a push-up competition. I won that.

Kylie walked over to me.

"Good job, babe." She planted a kiss on my neck and walked away seductively.

We started the meet and greets. I had collected a sizable amount of presents. I got the Versace beanie I lost yesterday, a giant teddy bear, a young and reckless tank top, a new pair of red vans, and a LOT of candy.

I looked back on the stage to see Bart taking Kylie to the side. He was probably just telling her not to kiss me during events. I returned my attention to the fans.

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Kylie's POV

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I was watching Mahogany DJ when Bart pulled me to the side.

"The fans seem to be having a very positive response to you."

"You really think so?" I asked. "I was worried they would get mad I was dating Cam."

He nodded his head.

"I was wondering if you'd like to join the tour. It would be a great job experience." Bart said.

"Um..."

"You get paid." Bart said.

"Yeah I know but I don't want the fame. I think it would be too much."

Bart looked down and bit his lip nervously.

"You'd get to see Cameron." Bart said.

"I didn't really think about that." I said.

It would be cool. It would boost my Vine career up, too.

"Okay. Fine." I said smiling.

"Great." Bart pulled out a sheet of paper.

"Just sign here, and you're in." Bart said, handing me a pen.

This was going to be great for Cameron and I. I clicked the pen and signed the contract.