Sailing Away (Cameron Dallas Fanfiction)

Chapter 6 So close

When I burst through the door, still laughing uncontrollably, everyone is in there and they are staring at me like I have gone crazy.

I don't blame them. I'm laughing pretty hard.

"What happened?" Jack G asks, grinning.

Still dying of laughter, I lay on the ground and grab my stomach.

Cameron hovers over me with a worried look on his face, then a smile slowly plays on his lips.

"What in the world could possibly be so funny?" He laughs.

As soon as my laughing fit calms, I tell them everything.

Cameron looks pissed at what Ryan did, but relieved at the same time that we didn't work out.

"What a jerk." Nash spits out.

"Hey. He got what he deserved." Mahogony says, bobbing her head.

"Well," Matt sighs, "We're going to dinner now if you want to come."

"Nah. I'm tired."

They all nod and walk out the door, while Nash flashes me the illuminati and walks out.

I laugh and walk into the bathroom, peeling my dress off.

I turn the shower on and wait for it to heat up. Then, I click on Pandora, and Stay by Rihanna comes on.

I look up from my phone, thinking I heard the door slam again.

Maybe not. Whatever.

Stepping into the shower, I scrub myself clean from head to toe.

When I get out of the shower, Happy by Pharrell Williams comes on.

I wrap a starch white towel around myself and plug my headphones in.

Then, I start dancing like their is no tomorrow.

Singing loudly, and frolicking around, I rummage in my dresser for pajamas.

All of a sudden, I hear clapping.

"Bravo!" Cameron guffaws.

I jump 30 feet off the ground and turn some shade of scarlett.

I rip out my headphones, and stomp off back into the bathroom.

Even after I slam the door shut, I can still hear Cameron laughing up a storm out there.

I glare into the mirror, my face still burning.

Turning around, I throw on some black booty shorts, a black sports bra, and a maroon tank top that says, "I would agree with you, but then we'd both be wrong."

This saying always brightens my day.

I let my long hair spill over my shoulders, and I walk out of the bathroom.

Cameron is gone. Hmm.

I wander out to the balcony.

"I will admit," Cameron says when I open the door, "You can dance."

"Oh please," I grin, sitting down, "You're just jealous."

"I know. Maybe you could teach me sometime." He smirks.

I blush and start picking at my nail polish. Nervous habit.

"So..." I say casually, raising an eyebrow at him. "I heard you were jealous of my date..."

"No I wasn't," He says instantly. "I was just worried because you didn't know him, that he might turn out to be a creeper, and I was right."

"On rare occasion are you right," I tease him. "So congrats!"

He smiles, then he looks at my lips.

He starts leaning towards me, and it feels like time is going in slow motion.

My heartbeat picks up, and I start leaning towards him, ever so slowly.

The next thing I know, the door swings open, and we both jump back from each other.

"There you guys are!" Nash says drowsily. "It's already 10, so let's get some sleep for tomorrow."

I hop up from my chair and brush past Nash.

I stride over to the bunks, climb the ladder, and lay my head on the pillow.

The next thing I know, I am asleep.

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A/N:

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