Friends? A Magcon Fanfiction

Don't Worry

I looked down at the message, my heart fell to my stomach. How could he possibly know about him yet? Then I thought back to the picture I uploaded on instagram introducing him to the family, but his eyes were closed. How could he know that he's his? I have to show Cameron this.

"Babe, look," I whispered softly. He looked up at me, and I put the phone right in front of his face so he can read the four words that were ensribed into my brain. The four words that made me terrified. I looked over at his reaction, his eyes widened and he stopped kissing me, his lips parted as if he were trying to speak, but couldn't find the right words. 

"He will never take him away from us princess, don't worry," he said quietly. I flashed a small smile toward him, and he wrapped his arms around me tightly. I looked over at the clock, its already nine, and I'm exhausted. We crawled under the sheets and I curled up next to him. My head nuzzled into his neck, and my right arm wrapped tightly around his waist. I closed my eyes, just imagining what life would be like without Nash ruining everything. I tried to picture it being absolutely perfect, but then I'd expect something horrible to happen. Even though I hate Nash, he brought me closer to Cameron, and I thank him for that even though he's a complete asshole. Sleep overcame me within minutes after closing my eyes, and beautiful dreams danced through my mind.

*THE NEXT DAY*

I woke up with the sunlight streaming through the small opening the curtains left open. I stretched out from being in Cameron's arms, and walked into the kitchen. I looked down at Cameron's white t-shirt and my booty shorts and laughed. I made some breakfast for the four of us. Nathan woke up, I could hear his piercing cry. I ran to his crib, took him out and he instantly became quiet. I kissed his delicate forehead and fed him, then placed him in his pack and play. Courtney and Taylor walked into the kitchen and started eating breakfast. I went to go wake up Cameron, when I went to go open the door, he opened it first. The door opens towards me, and hits me straight in the forehead. I fell backward, it didn't hurt as much as I thought it would, but I tripped over my own two feet after backing away from it. 

"Oh my god, baby I'm so sorry I didn't know you we're coming in here. Are you okay?" he said in a worried tone as he helped me up.

"Yeah, I just tripped, that made me fall," I said through a laugh as I rubbed my forehead, I felt a small crack, but it was nothing major. I watched as he ran his fingers over my forehead.

"You have a small crack in your skull," he said softly.

"I know, I'll be fine," I reassured him. He kissed my forehead, right where the door hit me, and a small smile crawled on to my face. We walked over to the table and ate the breakfast I made. 

"After this do you wanna go to the mall?" I asked Courtney. She shook her head, I stood up and cleaned off the table. Then walked to my room to change into some soffee shorts and a muscle tee and flipflops. Courtney wore almost the same thing, and we left. 

The first store we went to was Forever 21, our favorite, to buy more outfits and bathing suits. Then we went into Gap, for Nathan. Almost buying the store for him, since he's been growing out of his clothes quickly. 

"Do you wanna go to the food court to eat?" I asked as we walked around the mall.

"Yeah, sure," she said easily. We walked to the food court, and got some pizza to eat. We sat down, and started eating, then I heard my phone go off. I opened the message from the unknown number, and read it quickly.

*I see you, where's my son?* I quickly showed Courtney the message and we started looking around the food court. Then I found the bright blue eyes watching me. I stood up and crossed the room quickly. Not even thinking about what I was doing and not turning around. I slammed my hand on to the table to catch his attention. 

"I am sick and tired of you. He's my son too, leave us all alone," I said through gritted teeth.

"Aren't you mad that Cameron isn't the father? I'm sure he is, he probably doesn't even want to take care of him, or you," he said arrogantly.

"How the fuck would you know how Cameron feels about this whole situation? He already told me that he would be the father even though he biologically isn't," I spat out.

"Don't you think the whole situation is pretty fucked up? I mean that's my baby, and you're having him take care of him? I should be, he's mine," he answered.

"It's his choice, I never forced him to be apart of this, and I'm not forcing him to act as the dad, that was his choice. He's mine too," I said quickly. My jaw clenched as I made eye contact with him, his bright blue eyes stared right through me.

"I want to see him," he said finally.

"I don't think that's a good idea," I answered back.

"If you don't voluntarily let me see him, then I'll find a way to," he spat out. My eyes got wide, I can't let him take my son away from me, but I don't want him knowing where we live, to be able to stalk the both of us. I don't even want to know what he's thinking in that evil brain of his, but somehow I feel like I should know. I didn't know what to say to him, so I just walked away, never turning back.

"What was that about?" Courtney asked.

"He wants to see Nathan, and if I don't let him see him, he's going to take him away," I whispered to her.

"He can't do that," she reassured me.

"But he can, he's found out where I live before, what makes you think he won't be able to do it again?" I asked rhetorically. We got up and threw away our trash, then we went back home. I walked straight to my bedroom, threw the bags on to the floor, and plopped on to my bed.

"Hi, did you see what I got you?" he asked. I picked my head up and spun myself around to the dresser. There were flowers all over; red roses, tulips, daisies, and lilies.

"You didn't have to do that," I said through a laugh.

"But, I wanted to, I felt horrible about this morning so I figured that I should make it up to you," he said through a smile.

"They're beautiful," I finally said.

"Just like you," he said through the same smile. Then he enveloped me into a hug, squeezing me tightly to him. The only thought that rushed through my mind was, please don't let go. He didn't. Then our lips connected, and all the rush of anger that raged through me from Nash disappeared. It was like the world around me stopped except for the two of us. That we were the only ones on the planet. Then my phone rang again, I pulled away and read the message from the same unknown number. I reread the message over and over again. This time the phone slipped from my fingertips and crashed on to the floor, cracking the screen. I quickly picked it up and read the message one last time.

*Either I see him soon, or you'll never see him again.*