Bullied by Magcon

Ali-Cat part 2

Authors note: I put a second part because I felt like it. You should know I'm sassy✋

Ali's POV

I showed Tavia each of her classes.

"This is Mr.Havas class, your Spanish teacher." I said while walking in. He had a class going on and I said we'd only be a minute.

We sat in the back and watched for a little bit. It went on like that for all her classes. We had 5 classes together, I could already tell we'd become best friends.

It was the end of the school day when I went to my locker and grabbed my books. I got the assignments from the main office and was walking out when I was stopped.

"Hey." Cameron Dallas spoke from behind me." I wanted to let you know that I wasn't going to let anyone bother or hurt you. I was over hurting you a while ago and I confronted Taylor. He told me if I wanted to stop, then I could but he would make my life a living hell. I had to make a decision. I knew I had made the wrong one when he starting hitting you harder and harder. I'm so so sorry. I just needed to get that out before we left. Me, Taylor, Matt, Aaron, and Carter are leaving later tonight. If they're not sorry than I am." He spilled.

I had tears in my eyes as did he.

"Thank you, for everything. I accept yours. I might accept theirs too but your soo sweet. Thanks." I said kissing his cheek, but he turned his head at the right time and our lips met.

It went from a simple peck and as I was about to pull away, he grabbed my waist and pulled me more into him. It ended up as a full on make out session.

As we were kissing, he pulled me in the back of the school building. I was pushed up against the wall as he lightly ground his hips into mine. I moaned and responded by doing the same thing. He moaned back.

He paused our kiss and started kissing down my neck. He got to my dress and kissed my breasts on the top.

He made his hands down my dress and started to pull it up. I stopped his hands.

"I'm sorry. I really want to continue but I also don't want to make this a one day thing. You're leaving tonight and to be honest, I don't want you to leave but it's not my choice. We just started whatever this is 10 minutes ago. I'm sorry and I know I'm going to regret this later, but I'm not ready for this. I hope you understand. If not now, then later." I said to him sadly, dropping my head and focusing my eyes on my sparkly shoes.

He grabbed my chin and led my face to his." I don't care that you're not ready. I get that. I just hope when you are, I'm your first;) but honesty, I'm so sorry I was such an ass. I have always loved you from the start Alison Smith." he said sincerely.

I kissed him on the lips then left.

"I hope you find someone you really love. And will give you all you need. But that's just not me." I yelled over my back.

I heard him laugh and yell back," Have a good life, Ali."

Yeah I wish.

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When I got home, I logged onto Vine.
USERNAME: AliCat
PASSWORD: *******

I looked at my feed. 1 follower.

Cameron Dallas

I rolled my eyes and laughed. I followed him back and looked at his videos. Most of them were hilarious. Why did I not go further with him? Ugh I knew I'd regret it. I watched at all of his videos but then he uploaded one 2 minutes ago.

"If your reading this, Al, I need you to know this. I am madly in love with you. From the start. I know this doesn't change the fact that my flight is in 2 hours but it does to me. Meet me by the Los Angeles terminal at the airport and tell me not to go and I won't go."

That's a lot to fit in in 6 seconds.

I can't do this to him. I quickly scrambled up and got my keys and ran out the door, grabbing my purse on the way.

I turned the keys and my car roared to life. Turning onto the highway, I blasted the radio.

About an hour and a half later, I parked and ran inside.

I found LAX and bought a ticket. I went to the line and looked at how long it was. No way.

I ran past people and ran past security. Not caring that I set off alarms, I took off running, holding my heels in one hand. Finding the terminal, I ran over to find it vacant and the last person walking through the tunnel.

The attendant was roping up the entrance, blocking my way.

I was in tears.

How did I let him slip out of my hands? Now he's going to find some gorgeous model. And forget me.

And there's nothing I can do about it.