You Belong With me (Cash/Nameron Fic)

Chapter 1

Author's note: hiii okay so i posted this on ao3 but i thought i would post it on here so more people will read it anyways so this is already completed but i'm going to publish more chapters as the days go on so please vote and comment and read it if you like it !! i also take requests down below ok i luv u <3 

Nash walks into fifth period nervous with a slight flushed face. And no, it’s not because of his teacher (although, she does happen to be quite pretty) it’s because of Cameron Dallas.

Cameron is your typical, average High School jock. He wears Nike socks, Nike basketball shorts, plays for the High School’s football team, and has everyone absolutely drooling over him. Nash can completely understand why he gets all of the hype he gets though. He’s brought the team to nationals since freshman year, making him the first freshman ever to lead the team to victory. He’s the school’s heart-throb who’s flirtatious with almost anyone he meets, girl or guy. And, he also maintains a straight A average (which Nash would know because once, in sophomore year, him and Cameron were the only two people in their English III class to make a perfect score on their exam. He remembers his stomach slight fluttering when Cameron looked over to him and gave him a congratulating smile.)

Nash walks into class and sits in his usual spot in the front. He likes being close to the teacher so he can gather all of the information that they’re teaching. You could call him a nerd or bookworm, or anything else that’s an insult to being smarter than your other classmates, but he doesn’t mind. He’s heard it all before.

He likes to think of himself as a simple guy. He doesn’t need all of the name brands, doesn’t need every single person to follow him on Instagram or friend him on Facebook, and he doesn’t need guys crawling all over him either. He just wants one guy to crawl all over him and that guy will never want him.

He watches Cameron and his friends walk into class out of the corner of his eye right before the bell rings. They go and sit in the middle of the class all bunched together and continue being rowdy just like they normally do.

“Okay, so today we’re going to be starting our Shakespeare unit!” Mrs. McCall said, clapping her hands together enthusiastically. Everyone either groaned or zone out.

“ We’re going to be doing partner work for this unit since learning the true art of Shakespeare is quite difficult independently. You and your partner are held responsible for learning all the material that will be on the end of unit test. Understood?” Mrs McCall asked.

Nash was excited because he loved Shakespeare and his writing. He read some of his sonnets and plays during his free time just for enjoyment. He really hopes that he doesn’t get stuck with an absolute idiot that’s going to depend on him for the majority of the until.

“Okay! When I call your names go sit next to your partner and read the handout that I’m about to pass out, so you’ll know what the required learning material is!”

“Zoe and Amanda, Shawn and Taylor, Cameron and Nash-”

Nash freezes. The room suddenly feels very hot (he figures that it might just be Cameron.) He just got paired up with Cameron. Cameron, as in the guy he’s liked since freshman year, Cameron.

He nervously glances over behind him in Cameron’s direction. Cameron looks up from his desk and gives him a friendly smile. Then he leans over and tells him friend something in a hushed voice, causing him to get up and move out of the seat next to him. Cameron then directs his attention back to Nash and pats the now empty seat next to him.

Nash takes a unsteady gulp and slowly stands up, making his way over to the empty seat.

Cameron flashes him a smile as Nash sits down and waits for Mrs. McCall to pass out the handout.

“So, we’re partners.” Cameron states.

Nash laughs nervously because what kind of statement is that?

“Uh, yeah.” Nash agrees. Mrs. McCall then walks past them and hands them their packet of the needed material for the unit.

They both quickly glance over it when Cameron says, “So, this is a lot of stuff to cover for the unit. We can break it up in halfs so we can both do an equal amount of work. I also have football practice twice a week so on the days that I don’t have it we can just go to each others houses and take notes to get caught up?”

Nash feels his mouth suddenly become dry and at loss for words because Cameron wants them to go over to each others houses. Alone.

When he snaps back to reality Cameron is looking at him with wide eyes and a questionable look.

“Yeah, sounds great!” Nash quickly agrees, trying to make himself not look like an idiot in front of Cameron. Too late on that, he thinks.

“Cool! Just give me your number and I’ll text you, okay?” Cameron says.

Nash nods and quickly scribbles down his phone number for Cameron. That he’s going to use. To text him. Cameron is going to text him.

Somehow he kind of thinks that this project is a blessing from God himself.