Memories (Wesley Stromberg)

Chapter 32 'Celebrate'

Wesley's POV

I can't believe we just got four yeses! For sure the most exciting experience of my entire life. It was the best performance we've ever given. Nothing could've gone better. All of our family was bombarding us with congratulations and praises. It was the greatest feeling in the world.

"I'm so incredibly proud of you, babe," Cameron said, jumping into my arms. She leaned her head back and grabbed my face to connect our lips.

"I love you so much," I grinned. The smile wouldn't go away from my face.

"We need to celebrate!" My dad announced. We decided to go out to a celebratory dinner. Everyone came along to a fancy Asian grill place where they cook in front of you. Keaton, Drew and I sat in a line, and Cameron sat on the other side of me. They brought our food out, and there were candles sparking a cake at the end of what they had. I saw that the candles said "E3" which was so cool.

"This is all so surreal right now! That's an awesome cake," I chuckled. Everyone dug into their food and talked about the performance.

"So, I was thinking, maybe you and I could go home and do a little celebrating of our own," Cam whispered her hot breath onto my ear when no one else was paying attention. I felt her hand slip on under the table and end on my thigh. I chuckled to myself and looked at her.

"And what kind of celebrating did you have in mind?" I whispered back.

"Just me, you, alone, possibly my bed, minor details," she bit her lip.

"Hmmm, sounds mysterious. I'm down," I answered, putting my hand on hers and pushing it off of my thigh. The last thing I want is a boner in front of my family. She giggled to herself and focused back on her food. We all finished eating and talking about the xFactor. We had to go back in two weeks to start rehearsing for boot camp. It was going to be a lot of work, and we eventually had to move up into the xFactor houses. I don't think Cameron knows that part yet, so I hope she doesn't get too upset. I don't know when I'm going to break it to her, but I have to do it soon, or she'll get mad that I waited.

"You ready to get out of here?" I asked Cameron when we were done eating. A lot of people were still talking, and I was ready to head out.

"Someone's eager to get home. I wonder why," Cameron chuckled, nodding her head. She pushed some hair behind her ear and stood up with me.

"I think we're going to head out," I announced. Brooke and Breezie were riding back with my dad, so we didn't need to wait on them. Everyone gave their hugs and said their goodbyes to us. I grabbed her hand and led her out of the restaurant. When we were almost out, I let go of her hand and let it travel down to her butt. I lightly squeezed it, making her jump.

"Wesley!" She squealed, giggling in the process. She knows she loves when I do that. We made it out to my car and got in. I didn't start the car right away. I was just thinking of everything that happened today. "What's up?" Cam asked when she realized I was zoned out.

"I'm just thinking of everything that's happened today," I said quietly. Now would be the perfect time to tell her what she's getting into, but I'm so nervous she'll want to take a break or something. Here goes nothing. "I also need to talk to you about the whole xFactor thing," I said, looking her in the eyes. Her eyes filled with panic. She didn't know what I was going to tell her.

"Yeah, what about it?" She cleared her throat.

"I don't know if you know how it works, but if we make it through boot camp, we have to stay up there in the xFactor houses until the show's over," I informed her.

"Oh," she sighed, "It's okay, though! Right? You're living your freaking dreams, Wesley! That's awesome," she forced a smile.

"It's okay to be upset. I know I would be sad if I were in your position," I told her, grabbing ahold of her hand.

"I want to be upset, but you're going to be so happy! How could I be upset if you're living your best life? What kind of bitter girlfriend would that make me? I'm sure we'll still see each other during the few months you're there. I can come to your shows, and you can come to prom with me. There will be a gap between the times we see each other, but we can make it work. Unless the point of this conversation was to break up with me . . ." She trailed off.

"Of course not! I just got you, babe, and I don't plan on letting you go anytime soon. You're stuck with me forever. You're right, we can make it work," I smiled, kissing the back of her hand in mine. I finally started the car, and we headed back home. As soon as we got to Huntington Beach, we went over to Cam's house. Her dad would be working all night, so we had the house to ourselves. We went up to Cameron's bedroom, and she took no time in attaching her lips to mine. She was clinging onto my waist with her legs, tugging at the back of my hair as our lips moved in sync. Our tongues danced with one another's as things started to quickly heat up.

"I'm so proud of you, and you looked so hot on that stage," she mumbled while moving to my neck. I was grasping her butt as she was still jumped up onto my waist. I gently moved us to the bed, placing her down first. I took my shirt off and ended up on top of her. I tugged her shirt off as well and threw it to where mine was laying.

"God you're gorgeous," I commented, leaning down to kiss her neck. My lips hungrily roamed her body until they reached every inch. We explored all sorts of new highs tonight, and I can honestly say we made the best love we've ever made.