Dreaming. (Cameron Dallas)

Chapter Seven.

I walked over to him as quietly as I could. But the sound of the leaves under my feet made Cameron turn around.

"Evelin, please, forgive me shortcake. It wasn't my fault." he said. He was on his knees right infront of me begging for me to accept his apology. But what if he was lying to me?

"I can't just forget what happened back there, & right after you told me you liked me ..." I continued, "how could you?"

"She came onto me, I promise. I love you & only you. Since the day I layed eyes on you in seventh grade." he said.

"But you dated her!" I screamed.

"To get you jealous!"

"Why?!" I said.

"I wanted you to be mine," by this time I was on my knees right in front of him, "& I knew that you liked me ... everyone knew. So I wanted you to get jealous."

"Yeah, well it worked," I said.

"Please ... forgive me." he looked so sad & tired that I couldn't say no.

"I do ... but that doesn't mean this memory has been erased from my mind." I said.

"Hey cam! You forgot this" I turned around & there was Becky. Shirtless. Holding Cameron's shirt in her hand. She threw it at him. Did they? Oh my god.

"Wtf becky!" said Cameron. "Stop making it seem like we did something!"

"Did we do something, babe?" asked Becky.

"I'm not your babe.!" yelled Cameron.

"I'll see you later at your house, love ya" she said. She turned around & left.

"Don't believe her." said Cameron.

"I don't ..." I said.

We both got up ... he gave me a hug & we went inside. His phone started to ring so he checked it but didn't answer. We went to the living room & sat down with everyone. Then I remembered about my dad. Shit. He was gunna kill me.

"Holy shit, I have to hurry & get ready to see my dad!" I said, jumping from my seat & heading to my room. I showered, put some make-up on, & headed for my closet. My phone started to ring but it was a private call.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Stay away from Cameron, bitch. If you even try getting with him. I swear to god I will kill you." Then they hung up. Who was that?