Love Robbery (Cameron Dallas FanFiction)

two.

For the next few days all I can think about is that boy. No matter how hard I try I just can't seem to get him off my mind. When I wake up he's the first thing I think of, and he's still on my mind when I eventually fall asleep, every day. I don't know what it was about him, I just felt a connection, a zing, a spark! Every chance I get I go to that same café in hopes he'll be there again. So far, I've had no luck.

We've pretty much finished unpacking at home and have settled in quite nicely, though I'm spending so much time trying to bump into a guy that doesn't even know my name I've barely had much chance to meet anyone else. Even my mum can tell something's up. I haven't told her about Cameron yet of course. She'd say I sounded ever so slightly stalkerish. The problem with that is that she'd pretty much be right. But when a guy that looks like he's just fallen from the stars shows even the slightest interest in you, it makes you do some strange things.

It's been over a week since I last saw him now though, so I've pretty much given up hope. Though I've been spending so much time at the café I suppose I've kind of made friends there, since they're the only other people I communicate with. The owner Maggie and her daughter Jen caught on to my regular appearance and have since made me feel very welcome in their little coffee shop. Obviously they don't know the real reason I keep going there, but the cakes are good, the coffee is hot, and they seem to be genuinely nice people, so it's not such a bad place to sit and wait for something I'm pretty sure is never coming.

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"I'm off out down to Crumbs again mum" I shout to her up the stairs. There's a moments silence, and then her head pops over the side of the banister. "You've been spending a hell of a lot of time down there recently, is the coffee that good?" "It's not just the coffee mum, it's the company. I've made friends there, you should be pleased with me" "Oh, well I suppose I can't complain, at least you're doing more with your time than you used to..." I roll my eyes at this, complaining as usual "I get it, naggy mum going on at you again, just make sure you bring me back a cupcake this time!" I poke my tongue out at her and head towards the bakery.

When I get there I wave at Jen and take a seat in my usual spot on a little sofa underneath the window. She nods back at me as she places a cup below the coffee machine, knowing exactly what I'm going to order. Hot chocolate, with cinnamon sprinkles. I've gotten so used to the routine I have here now that I've stopped scanning the building when I enter like I did at the beginning, instead I just take my book out of my bag and bury my thoughts in the pages. Moments later Jen comes over with my mug... and a blueberry muffin. "What's the muffin for?" I ask her teasingly "Compliments of the guy in the back, he bought it for you" For a moment it doesn't register, until I look up and see him there. That same smile, his chiselled arms, and eyes deeper than the night sky. He lifts his hand up in a gentle wave and it takes every bit of concentration I can find not to just fall out of my chair, and instead I just about manage a smile back at him. He chuckles to himself and stands up out of his seat. Oh my gosh he's coming over, what do I do? What do I say? Oh hey sex god I've been thinking about you and I'd rather like to rip your clothes off... No! No Elise, think normal, normal thoughts, because you're a normal, non-stalkerish person. "Hey, remember me?" he says peering down at me, "Oh sure, Cameron right?" Good, that was good, you stayed calm and got through the first sentence, now just keep it up and maybe we can get through this without mentioning his naked body and you MIGHT just manage to look sane. "That's the one. Do you mind if I take a seat? I don't believe I got your name last time we met..." "Its Elise, and sure, no ones sitting there... and thanks for the muffin, that was kind of you" "It was no problem, it was the last one on the shelf and when I saw you come in I just couldn't deprive you the pleasure of having another one" "But then that means you're being deprived" I say in mock horror, surprising myself with my sudden self control "maybe we should split it?" At that his smile widens and the butterflies in my stomach return "You know what Elise, any girl that's willing to share a blueberry muff with me in my opinion is down right awesome... I think this just might be the start of a beautiful friendship" he says as he rips the muffin in half, and I know in that moment that my heart is about to go for a rough ride.