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"Woah, Cameron." My eyes were wide at the sight of my phone screen. Was he really this famous?

I looked at him, seeing if he was real or not, considering I'm laying in a hotel bed with him. Honestly, if any of his fans knew about this, I would probably, no doubt, be the world wide slut for stealing him. Which, in all defense, he's the one stealing me.

"Stop." He said, pushing the lock button, not knowing it was jammed. My phone was shattered in the back, and my side and lock buttons were all jammed. I guess you could say I haven't taken care of it.

"Dammit." He laughed, grasping my phone away from my fingertips and into, pressing hard down onto the lock button. I'm actually the only one who knows where to press it.

"Here." I leaned over him, his bare skin rubbing against my arms, considering he was shirtless. Our hands were touching, and I pressed the lock button down on the far right side, and it locked.

"Magic." I smiled as big as I possibly could, in all joking matters, and squinted my eyes.

"You're cute." He held the side of my face, and right when I thought he was going to kiss me, he laughed. I guess you could say my cheeks were red, and embarrassment took over.

But why would he kiss me? Why in the world would I even expect him to? I'm expecting too much from a boy I hardly know.

He sighed, falling back onto the mattress. I felt like I was missing something. I felt like he should have kissed me.

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