Cameron Imagine:
~Part One~
*Your P.O.V*
"(Y/N) it's time to get up! It's your turn for look out!" My dad says. "But I did it yesterday." I say. "And you'll be doing it for the rest of the week. Don't you feel good saving lives?" He asks.
I roll my eyes and put my gear on. I walk through the small town I have to call home. I've been stuck here for 6 months, basically when the infection started.
People turned into flesh eating monsters.
Me and my dad escaped, my mom on the other hand, didn't make it. The infected were flooding into our house and the only way to escape was to jump out the windows. We were yelling for her, but she never came around the corner. We finally figured, well, she was gone. We almost went back in to find her but the infected came around the corner instead of her. We jumped together and found this camp where we have lived ever since.
*Your P.O.V*
I climbed up the giant wall that separated the humans from the infection. I basically had to stand there all day and shoot the zombies or save the humans that weren't bit or scratched. I was so used to seeing zombies that I almost lost hope that there were no other humans alive out there. I always kept my finger on the trigger. I walk back and fourth- examining the ground for anything. I all of a sudden hear a crunch in the grass. I turn around with my gun to my face for aiming.
A man. A living human being. He was standing there- limping. He noticed I had a gun and raised his hands.
I lower my gun. I climb down the wall as fast as I can and rise the gate. I run out to the man and help him in. "Were you bitten or scratched?" I ask. "No just sprained my ankle from tripping down a hill running away from those things." He says.
*Your P.O.V*
"I'll fix that up for you. I'm (Y/N)." I smile. "Well hello there (Y/N), I'm Cameron. It's been an honor seeing you and this town. You saved my life." He flashes a smile.
I bring him to my little hut I had to call a house. I lay him down on my bed and slip off his shoe that covered his sprained ankle. "(Y/N) I didn't see you- who is this man?! Is he bitten or scratched?!" My dad pulls out a gun.
I cover Cameron and shake my head fast. "No dad! I checked him. He was walking out there and happened to bump into our town. We have a new person here." I explain.
"Well. Sorry about that son." He puts his gun away and walks out. "Sorry about that." I wrap his ankle.
He flinches and moves his foot. "Sorry, sorry. Here, squeeze my hand if it hurts." He grabs my hand and squeezes, not too hard, every time I wrap it.
*Your P.O.V*
"You should get some rest now." I wipe the hair out of his face. "Thank you for everything. I want to get a tour of this place later." He says. "I'll get someone for that, okay?" I ask. "No, no. I want you to give me the tour." He winks.
I laugh and walk out, so he could get his sleep. ~3 Hours Later~
I walk back into the hut and notice Cameron is showered and dressed in clean clothes. "Want that tour now?" I ask. "Of course." He smiles.
We walk around and I show him the different shops and huts people lived in. "What's that?" He asks.
He points to a old rusty Ferris wheel that was tipped over. "It is what it looks like." I laugh.
He grabs my hand and brings me over to one of the Ferris wheel seats. "I know I just met you today and all, but I really like you. Not to mention your the one who saved my life, but other than that your beautiful, you have a sense of humor, and your super nice." He had his hand against my cheek.
I feel the butterflies in my stomach flutter and they almost bursted out when he lightly kissed my lips. "You gave me hope for this world." We both say at the same time. ~The End~||
