Nobody Said it was Easy // Taylor Caniff and Cameron Dallas

Sacrafice

Jesus it's been like half a year. Sorry. I had a ton of stuff. Imma try to write more. Should I make a Captain Swan story for all you Oncers? I ship them so hard it hurts sometimes. I think I might do it. I'm kinda over Magcon.

XOXO

-Layla

Cameron's POV

I close my eyes and brace for the impact. The only way to get out of a war zone with a minimal amount of casualties is to expect the worst. Taylor could mean anything. "It's been eating me up," is what he said. What am I supposed to think after that?? Maybe he changed his mind and he does know I love Quinn. Maybe he cant forget what happened between us. Maybe he suspects a secret romance I have with Quinn. Maybe he-

My torturous thoughts are cut off when Taylor asks sharply, "Cam? You're supposed to listen."

I gulp. "Yeah, sorry. I was just.. thinking."

I watch closely as Taylor pushes back his hair with a deep breath. "I think I need to cut it off with Quinn.'

A thousand thoughts rush through my head at once. Is he serious? does tay mean they're officially done? how Lin do I have to wait before he's cool with me asking her out?

No. I wont sit here and think such selfish thoughts. I was not raised to be so shallow and self-centered. I have to be a good friend before I think of myself.

I let my sympathy show on my face. "Are you sure? You guys have the best relationship I've ever seen."

He drags his hands over his eyes. "I loved her, and I always will, but sacrifices that come from the heart make room for more love."

I raise an eyebrow.

He gives a sad smile. "Love for friendship. I cant let my feelings for her get in the way of being with my friends. I think the only way I can do that is to let her go."

"Thats deep."

"Yeah, well. What do you expect? I get tagged in a lot of fan edits. It sparks some ideas."

And that was how I began my plot for Quinn. I will get her.

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Quinns POV

I've always hated pills. They're just so... big. And a pain to swallow, I might add. I always feel like i'll take one and choke to death. Its childish, i know, but life is short, might as well develop some irrational fears. I would know.

I roll my eyes and mutter, "Screw it." With that, I tip my head back, sip, pop, and swallow. After a shudder, I lift myself off of my bright, clean bed.

I look around and stroke my think, straightened black hair.

With I sigh, I grab my car keys and bounce down the stairs in a black and white tribal designed corset top with thick, black frill rimming the bottom. White jeans, black heels, silver hoop earrings, smokey eyeshadow, eyeliner, mascara, and soft pink lipstick complete the look. Its dark, so I figure smokey eyes were best to complement my bright eyes.

I yell, "Dad, im leaving!" and exit the house without waiting for an answer. I drive to the mall and begin my way to the movies.

Mahogany and I have plans to see... well, we haven't gotten that far. I'm about halfway there when I take my phone out of my pocket to text M that I'm almost there. Well, I was about to. I hit a solid wall of muscle, and lost my balance. The muscle grabbed my arms and steadied me. I started to walk away when I got a familiar smell of cologne. I turn and run into Cameron's warm embrace.

I look up and start to speak. "Cam, im so sorry. I never should have gotten so upset I was just confused and angry and sad and I just-"

He runs his strong hands up my arms to rest on my shoulders, silencing me. "Woah, its fine, you had every right and I swear I wont hold it against you."

I sigh in relief as a weight lifts off my shoulders. I flash him a bright smile and ask, "So what are you doing here?"

He smiles back and releases me from his grip, leaving me surprisingly disappointed. "I was just walking around. I like to come here to think."

"Thats sweet. Well, I'm watching a movie with Mahogany, wanna join?"

His gorgeous face lights up. "I'd be happy to oblige." He offers his arm to me, and I link mine with his. Off to the movies.