falling hard // cameron dallas

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"dinner is served." I smiled, as I held the two bowls, one with pasta and toppings and the other with salad. he put his phone down and grinned. I put the bowls down in the middle of our dining table and sat opposite him.

"looks lovely." he took a spoon and started moving things to his bowl. I noticed how shaky his hand was. pasta was spilling off the spoon, salad missing his bowl. I chuckled nervously, not wanting to say anything. 

1 hour later

"please?" Johnson pleaded.

"okay, fine!" I sighed before hanging up the phone. I took my hair out of its messy bun and looked over at Cameron, who was editing a video. he looked up and shut his laptop. "get ready, we're going out with the squad."

I slipped on a red, lacy, body suit under a black skater skirt and some knee high boots before straightening my hair, putting in my hoop earrings and doing my makeup. Cameron was wearing black skinny jeans, a white shirt and some leather shoes. we got in our uber and made our way to the venue, some place called capone's.

5 minutes into the show

"ok, so before we pick teams, I wanna know, does anyone have any exciting news?" one waiter asked, mimicking an Italian accent.

"im 3 months pregnant!" one woman shouted, earning a cheer from everyone.

"we just bought a house!" another couple shouted.

"I just hopefully got engaged." cameron shouted from beside me. I turned to look at him, confused. I mouthed what, earning a nervous grin from him as he got on one knee.

"oh my god!" sara squealed.

"bella!" Sadie gasped.

"bella, you are the first girl I have ever told I loved, apart from my mom." this earned a laugh out of everyone. "you are the only person I could ever imagine spending the rest of my life with. I want to start a family with you. I want to be with you until my last days. what do you say? will you marry me?" he asked, hope in his eyes. I started to tear up.

"yes, yes, yes! a thousand, gazillion times yes!" I squealed, hugging him as he stood up. we pull apart and I gave him my hand, allowing him to slip the ring onto my finger. we kissed and listened to the cheers. oh my god, i'm getting married.

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