Love You, Passion-hately

My Boyfriend's Weird. Get over it.

Nov 21, 2017

After Cameron left, I got ready for college. Cameron had left me breakfast with a note. 'Like Love, breakfast is best when made at home' I smiled. 'Hey, stop being a Cheshire cat and eat your breakfast' I rolled my eyes at his cockiness, even when he's not here. 'No seriously, eat your breakfast!' I laughed and put the note on the fridge. I ate the pancakes he had made me. It was delicious. Well, turned out Cameron Hardwick is as good in the kitchen as he is in the bedroom. I smiled and drove to the college. I wore a dress and denim jacket with knee-length boots. Cameron is not as bad as I thought. He can be cute and sweet and caring. He can be very persuasive but yet understanding. I never thought I would say it but I have started to like him. I can tolerate him and even enjoy with him. I like spending time with him. We have come a long way. Even if we decide to end our arrangement, we can stay friends. In fact, instead of being Enemies with benefits, we are Friends with Benefits. It's a progress. I sat in my usual spot in the classroom.

 A guy came to me. "Dawn Clayton?" he said. "Yeah?" I looked at him. "Dr. Madison had called you in her office," he told me. "Okay. Thanks," I stood up and made my way to the door. I opened the door only to see a liquid falling on me. "Arghh, You really can't help it. Can you?" I said in disgust. It was a bucket of ice cold water and I was fucking wet and freezing. I heard a familiar voice from behind, "I try to." he said in an unapologetic voice.

I took off my jacket and shrug it hard. Cameron wrapped me in a clean towel. "I hate you so much," I told him. He smirked. I made my way to the washroom.

Cameron Harddick had the balls to follow me to the girl's restroom. He offered to hold my things as I changed into spare clothes I always kept in my locker. Thanks to him. I came out of the washroom. Achoo. I sneezed. "You caught a cold," he noted. I glared him. "Dawn, I'm sorry," he whined. "No, Cameron. You're not. All you care about is your pranks and yourself. You are a narcissistic sadist," I was clearly frustrated. "Dawn, I'm sorry. I thought we're being too adorable and lovey-dovey. I just wanted to spice things up. Probably, go back to ourselves," he said softly and pulled me into his arms. "I'm sorry. I didn't know you'll react like this," he seemed genuinely sorry. I shivered. "God, Dawn. You're cold," he panicked. He put his jacket around me and held me closer. He rubbed my back. "I need to get you to the hospital. You need soup. I'm sorry Dawn. I didn't know. Damn it," he panicked. "Cameron. Cameron. I'm fine. It's just cold. I'm fine now," I told him. "You're not fine. I'm an idiot. I'm a fucking idiot. I can't believe I did it," he seemed to completely lost it. This is getting out of control. "Cameron! Cameron. Look at me. Calm down! I'm fine. I'm fine," I tried to calm him down. I kissed him. He seemed to relax. Then he broke the kiss. "You're okay, right?" he asked in a husky voice. I nodded. He kissed me again. He caressed me and pulled me hard. I ran my hands through his hair. Then he let go of me.

We attended our classes and made our way to the cafeteria. Everyone was looking in our direction. Talking about the morning. Then they all looked at Cameron. They all were talking, even laughing. Cameron held my hand and pulled me to his side. He's so adorable sometimes, I really felt bad for him. "Nice hairstyle, Hardwick" a guy shouted. Everyone laughed. "Got greys already?" another screamed. "What the hell...." he tried to comprehend the situation when I raised my compact mirror in his direction. He looked at his reflection in horror. Back at the restroom, I managed to put to some hair dye on my hand without him noticing. I threw a tantrum so he would kiss me and I could rub the dye in his hair. Surprisingly, it worked. "Never kiss a girl when she's mad at you," I said loudly. Everyone laughed. I thought Cameron would me mad or he'll snap. Instead, he showed his billion dollar smile and kissed me. I was taken aback but soon I gave into the kiss. "Oh Dawn, you're really alright," he said in relief. "Actually, my throat is a little sore but overall, I'm alright," I told him playfully.