Why can't you remember me?

Chapter 17

Nash pov

"What did you throw at him?!" Shawn asked me beryl looking over at me.

"A geo." I whispered. ,y eyes were fixed on Cameron. I was scared that I had killed him.

I wanted to hold him in my arms, run my fingers through his hair....NO SNAP OUT OF IT NASH!!! YOU HAVE THE BEST BOYFRIEND IN THE WORLD. I shook my head.

"Alright Nash your turn." I looked up. Carter was holding the first aid kit. As he cleaned my arm I wondered back to my thoughts.

It felt.....good. Like I'd down it before. I don't know why he kissed me. I mean we've hated each other since they day we met....hug I don't know.

"Ow OW OW!" I winced in pain as the familiar sting of rubbing alcohol touched my skin.

"Dude is that a bite mark?!" Matt asked.

I nodded in reply. I think the worst thing about carter trying to treat me bruises is he doesn't understand how much it hurts when he presses down.

"Ow carter be careful!!" I said jerking back.

"Sorry."

"It's ok." I muttered.

I bit my lip as he continued dabbing my eye over and over. Trying to clean away god knows what. I looked around with my one good eye trying to get my mind off the pain. My eye fell to the room where Cameron was sleeping. I sighed.

"Ok all done." Carter said.

"Now do mind telling us what happened?" Aaron stated.

I nodded and told them everything. Except for the part where I liked the kiss. When I was done I caught something out of the corner of my eye cater mouthing something to Shawn. And Shawn looking so happy.

What was he saying? Was it about me? Why does he look so happy, he shouldn't look so happy that is just hurt Cameron.....maybe if had something to do with Cameron.

"Hey guys can we get pizza or something?" I asked suddenly.

They all nodded in agreement. Carter stood up grabbing his keys, shooting a glance at the other boys. Taylor go up along with Matt, Hayes, Arron, and both Jacks. Suddenly Shawn emerged from the bedroom Cameron was in.

"Hey Shawn you want to come get food with us?" Taylor asked.

Shawn hesitated for a second looking back at the door where Cameron was probably sleeping. Then he nodded and the boys all trooped out of the house. Leaving me alone.

Perfect.

I waited a few seconds just incase one of them forgot something. And then I walked over to Cameron's room. And I opened up the door and closed it quietly behind me. Tip toeing to where Cameron lay I looked at him.

"Cameron wake up.....Cameron...Cameron." I whispered while poking him.

He finally stirred and slurred out some incoherent words. I started talking when he must have realized who was in front of him because he backed up trying to make himself smaller than ever.

"Stay away from me!" Cameron whimpered.

" I'm not here to hurt you." I slammed my hands in either side of Cameron's head trapping him where he was.

"I just want to talk." I said.

He nodded and I sat back. Wondering what to ask him first.

"Is there something going on that you guys aren't telling me?"

"Yes."

"What is it?" I asked him.

"I-i can't tell you that right now." He muttered.

I scrunched my eyebrows together. Trying to figure out what if was that the boys couldn't tell me.

"Ok then." Cameron slumped against his pillows obliviously happy this confrontation was over.

"One more thing."

"What."

"Why did you do that?"

"Do what?"

"Kiss me."

He looked down and began to wring his hands. I raised an eyebrow.

"No reason."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"You didn't feel anything?"

"..nothing"

I noticed the slight hesitation in his voice and that was all I needed to know he was lying. And I shuffled closer to him our noses barely touching. His breath quickened.

"....I don't....think...your telling me....the truth..." I whispered getting even closer to him. Our lips were a centimeter apart. He shivered and looked down at his lap.

"So are you telling me the truth?" I breathed out. Placing my head into the crook of his neck.

"Y-yes..." He said his voice getting higher.

"I think you need a reminder of what my lips feel like on yours." I said nipping his neck.

Then moving my face back up to his, I looked into his eyes. There was hope, sadness, and terror. And then I closed the gap and we kissed.