Fight (Cameron Dallas/Taylor Caniff/Magcon)

Chapter 31

Clark Bellamy POV 

Adam had finally fallen asleep on my chest, and to be honest, it felt weird. All the crying and revealing one anothers feelings was over with, and now all I wanted was Cameron. Adam and I may share a horrific past, but that's all it was, the past. We are in the present and Cameron is the present, and so is this current baby. I can't stay here with Adam a minute longer. Moving my hands to Adam's head, I slowing move his head to the side of the bed which I was not laying on. There were no wires or cords attached to me, so I could freely leave the room. I slowly swing my legs to the side of the bed and place my bare feet on the ice cold floor. Slowly placing wait on my feet, I stand and make my way to the door. When I enter the hallway, I start my search for Cameron. I walk down the hall to the waiting room to see if he is there, and sure enough there was my sunshine, desperately trying to stay awake in the wood chairs. I just want to feel HIS arms around me, and tell me that everything is going to be alright, that he will protect me and our child, but I know he won't be able to, no one can. I walk to the door that leads to the ER and call to him. 

"Sweetheart," I whispered. It was still late and it was dead silent so he of course heard me. Cam turns his head and sees that it is me. He jolts from his seat over to me. 

"Honey, why are you out of bed?" he says taking my arm because I was slowly slipping and leaning on the door frame, I guess I wasn't as stable as I thought I was. 

"I just want you to hold me, and never let go," I mutter. He pulls me to his chest and pulls me up so that he is carrying me. I bury my head into the crease of his neck and just breathe, I am too cried out to cry anymore, all I do is breathe in his scent. 

"I'm never letting go," he whispered in my ear as he took me back to my hospital room. As we entered I expected Cameron to tell Adam to get up, but he was already gone. Where did he go? I hope not far. Cam places me on the bed and lays down with me. I didn't want to sleep knowing what my dreams will bring me, I wanted to talk to Cam, about anything really. But Cameron beats me to the punch. 

"What do you want to do Clark?" he questions while running his fingers through my hair. I'm tired of always telling people what I want, I want them to tell ME what THEY want. Just because I am broken doesn't mean I can't help people get what they want, I'm broken, but not that broken. 

"What do you want Cameron?" he raised his eyebrows, I think shocked because I asked him what he wanted. He took a few moments, rubbing my check, twisting my hair around his fingers, and finally he asked me. 

"Would it be selfish of me to say I want the baby, you, and our life together, forever?" he expressed while leaving his hand on my cheek cupping it. He wanted both of us, forever? I wanted him, our child, and a life as well, but I never get EVERYTHING I want, I either get some of it, or none at all. I hadn't realized it had been a long while since he said how he felt until he spoke again, "please say something?" he begged. 

"What? Baby no, it's not selfish," I stated as I brought his face to mine and kissed the top of his nose, "it's just," how do I put it without exposing Adam's and my past? It's just all too complicated, and I hate complicated. 

"Just what honey?" he said peering into my eyes. 

"It's not going to be so easy. You are going to have to protect this child with everything you are, and down the rode you may need to make hard decisions, and our child comes first, okay, always," I pleaded as I grip his shirt. I needed him to really know how much this child came first, I can't do it over again. His expression changed to worriness and complete and utter confusion. 

"What are you saying?' he asked. Damn, here come the fucking tears, I am sick of crying. 

"You know what I mean Cameron," I confirmed as I ran my thumb along his chin.