One In a Million {Nash Grier & Cameron Dallas Fanfiction}

Chapter 11- Stupid decisions

POV: Samantha

I am such an idiot.

I kissed him back.

What the actual hell is wrong with me?

For Gods sake I just met him like less than three hours ago basically and I already have a crush on him, hugged him and I kissed him!

I am so stupid...

He's never really going to like me. I'm not even sure why he said he liked me. Like I said before he is a liar. And now he's a cheater.

Well you are the one that made him that way.

The stupid little voice in the back of my head has a point. I didn't help matters much.

If I was smart I would've poked the dude in the eyes screamed out "rape" and run for the hills, but I didn't. I stayed, I hugged him, and I kissed him back. I am just as bad as him.

Then again it is mostly his fault because he flirted with me. I did not flirt with him. I tried to act like I wasn't even interested.

Then again I didn't do that good of a job obviously.....

This arguing with myself went up until Sydney got back to the car.

"Are you talking to yourself again?" She asked immediately I she got into the driver side.

"No, of course not. How insane do you think I am?" I asked sarcastically.

"Pretty insane considering you let him kiss you after three hours of knowing him." She said as she turned the keys in the ignition and took the vehicle out of park and preparing to back out of the space.

"I didn't mean to...." I tried to defend myself. But it wasn't working.

"Honestly, I don't care. What I do care about is that Cameron's best friend is really pissed because of you." She said coldly.

Ouch, that hurt.

"I didn't mean to...." I tried again, but I couldn't finish my statement before bursting into tears.

I knew for a fact that all the make up I had put on was now running down my face pitifully.

"Ginger suck it up." Sydney said loudly. "You have exactly one dinner date to fix this. Whatever this is." She explained as she continued to drive to the restaurant.

POV: Nash

Was I drunk or something?

Because I seemed to have no sense whatsoever.

I am an awful boyfriend.

Not to mention an awful person.

I am probably the worst person anybody will ever meet. Except for Hitler, he was really bad.

I continued to beat myself up until Cameron arrived at the car.

"What the actual hell has you so pissed?" he asked annoyed as he got into the car.

"Nothing. I will tell you later. Maybe." I said gloomily.

"No. You're going to tell me now. While we're driving. Before we get to the dinner." He said directly.

"Fine." And so I explained my stupidity and the mess I made.

"Wow, that was a pretty dick thing to do dude." He said confirming my fears.

"I am aware of this. This is why I didn't want to tell you. Now, do you have anything useful to say?" I asked annoyed.

"I do actually." He said as he continued to drive to the restaurant.