Dreaming. (Cameron Dallas)

Chapter Twenty-Eight.

So that was a threat. I guess whatever, me and Cameron had already talked about it and we agreed that I wasn't gunna let it get to me.

I heard Cameron turn the shower on, great just when I wanted to shower. Oh well, I would have to wait. It would be kinda weird for me. Considering I was virgin, never seen one of those things between the guys legs.

"Are you gunna shower, baby?" yelled Cameron, from the restroom.

"Uhmm, uhh well ... you see here's the thing. I kinda don't want to." I said.

"Why not? Baby, are you afraid i'ma take advantage of you?" He asked, poking his head out of the bathroom.

"Well not necesarily. It's just more like ... ahh, how do I explain this." I know I was turning red at that point and he was trying to understand what I was saying cause he was looking at me weird. "I'm ... i'm ... hungry." I got up and was headed out the door when two arms were immediatly around my waist.

"Not true," he said, into my ear. "I know why you don't want to."

"You do?" I immediatly turned around to face him, good thing he was still wearing clothes. "So you understand me?"

"Yes. You wanna play hard to get!" He screamed, throwing me onto the bed, I couldn't help but laugh because he was tickling me.

"No! Cameron stop! I can't breathe!" I yelled, trying to get him off me. "It's not that. I promise!" At that he stopped tickling me and looked at me with confusion.

"It's not?" He asked.

"No." I said. Looking away from him. He got up and looked at me with confusion.

"You're a ..."

"Yes!" I said, kinda loud.

"Ohmygawd. You've never even ... seen one?"

"No." I said, embarassed.

"Well there's always a first time for everything." He said, and I looked at him with a what-did-you-say face. "Dont worry, shortcake, take as much time as you need. I'll go shower then you can. Or you can and then I will."

"Or we can." Did I really have to say that? God. This was gunna be new for me, but I had to at some point.