After a few minutes my parents showed up at the accident site. The other lady in the car was fine thank god for that but she was pretty mad about her car having a dent. My parents were pretty pissed too, well at least my dad was.. my mom is just happy that I'm okay. My dad was just trying to get the lady to calm down and not sue us or anything while my mom just comforts me.
"Why the heck are you out so late Jordy?" My mom asks me, stroking my hair gently as she hugged me close.
"I couldn't sleep so went for a drive and I guess I'm too tired to drive.." I say hugging her back. It kills me not telling her the truth and everything but she would be super mad if she knew that the real reason was to go meet with my tutor.
"Jordy just don't do that again please.." My mom says.
"I won't I swear." I nod, hugging her tightly. I was still a bit shaken up still, I could just feel myself shaking.
"Just go in the car, we'll tow your car and everything will be fine.." She says unconviningly.
"Okay.." I say, heading to my parents car, getting into the back seat. I was just trying to prepare myself for what my dad was gonna say when he gets into the car. He is super scary when he yells I mean I've been hurten plenty of times by him but I this might be worse then my others.
It took a few minutes for my parents to join me in the car but what was weird was that my dad... he wasn't yelling at me. It was just awkwardly quiet which scared me even more. I didn't even want to talk because I was just scared that once someone starts to talk he's gonna start to yell and bombs are gonna be dropped on me.
After about ten more minutes of silence in the car we get back home. I got out of the car as fast as I could practically running upstairs to my bedroom. I did not want to get yelled at or anything I even locked my bedroom door so he can't get in here. Unless he plans on breaking down the door which he honestly can't do anyways. After a few moments after I lock my door I could hear footsteps walk past my room. They were heading towards my parents room but I couldn't really tell if they were my mom or dad's footsteps.
I kicked off my shoes before climbing back into my bed, checking my phone seeing that I have like a million missed calls and text messages all of them are from Cameron. "Shit.." I mumble to myself and quickly call him just to let him know that I'm okay and everything. The phone rings three times before he finally answers.
"Hello?" His voice comes through slightly panicked.
"I'm sorry I didn't call you before I got into a car crash so I had a little bit of a delay.." I say softly biting my lip.
"Oh my god Jordy are you okay?" he asked me quickly. I nodded forgetting that he can't see me.
"Yeah I'm fine but I can't pick you up tomorrow my car is in the shop to get fixed.. So maybe you can just drive? If my parents even let me stay home tomorrow... I'm not sure yet." I respond.
"Just let me know what I'm doing when you wake up okay?" He asks.
"Yeah I can do that." I say nodding my head again.
"Okay well good night I'll talk to you in the morning." he says before hanging up even before I could respond back.
I sighed and set my phone next to me as I moved to get comfortable on my bed. I didn't even know if my parents would let me stay home tomorrow after this incident. Maybe they will but I'm not really sure I could make them think that I'm still pretty freaked out and don't want to get in a car or something.
After seriously about an hour of laying in bed leaving me alone with my thoughts I fell asleep.
I wake up tomorrow morning it was already like nine in the morning I was already suppose to be at school. I was just guessing that I obviously wasn't going to school today. I sat up rolling out of bed putting my phone in the waistband of my shorts and head downstairs to see if I have a not or anything from my parents.
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Mr. Nerdy and Me - A Cameron Dallas Fanfiction
FanfictionPeople like Cameron Dallas and Jordy Reinhart do not mix, that is why there is a huge line of separation between popular people like Jordy, and nerdy outsiders like Cameron. But, what if two people who are least expected to spend any time with each...