Crush On You [EDITING]

Chapter Twenty-Three : Weirdest Day

~Cam's POV~

I woke up a few hours later, feeling tired and exhausted. The last thing I remembered was that I fainted after I saw something. I don't know whether it was real or not. It felt like a dream but at the same time, it felt real too.

I found myself in bed. Didn't I fainted at the staircase? I don't know what to think anymore. How could I be in bed? In my room at the villa. The room I shared with Joe. I couldn't be walking up the stairs unconsciously. It's impossible and such a crazy thing to think about.

I sat up straight. The sunlight entered from the balcony door, shone in my face. The curtains was open, no wonder the sunlight struck my eyes. Whatever it is I was thinking, that too, the curtains I mean, is impossible for someone who literally was fainted. I don't even remember touching it.

The bedroom door was open out of a sudden. I turned my head slightly to the direction. Someone opened it and was entering. As I was hoping, it was Joe. So that meant last night's event was just some bad, weird ass dream.

Joe brought some breakfast for me. That's so generous of him. Even though it's weird, because he's supposed to be 'dead' now, I don't really care. If he really died, and I'm so obsessed with him, I might die of suicide. But, no, I'm not 'so' obsessed with him.

"Hey. Good morning," he greeted.

"Morning," I replied with a smile. "Did anything happened last night?" I asked curiously straight to the point.

"What do  you mean?" he asked.

"I had a bad dream," I started. "I dreamed that everyone in this house was dead except me. Even you,.... were dead. I.... I, don't know what to think. I thought it was real, but seeing you breathing right in front of me with my own eyes made me think it was just some bad dream,"

"Well, that was just a very bad dream," he said. "Are you sure you're not making these up?"

I looked at him briefly. "Why would I?"

"I don't know. Maybe you're still drunk or something,"

I stared at him. He did the same. We stayed in the position for a while. "I don't remember about making it up,"

"Okay whatever. Just get over it," he said. "Okay?"

I looked at  him. "Okay." I said. "Wait, are you trying to copy the line from the book 'The Fault In Our Stars' by John Green? That's so not cool,"

"Just kidding," he smirked at me.

We spent a few minutes on the bed. Not making out. Ew, no. We were having breakfast. Breakfast was so good in bed. Mom would kill me if I eat breakfast in bed. She will be super mad at me that it will lead to my funeral.

When we were done, I force myself to shower. Joe said he will join me later. Ew. I don't want to share the bathroom with him at once. So I locked the door behind me when I entered.

I took a shower as fast as I could and get dressed up as well. I went down the stairs to the living room and sat on the couch. The couch. Oh god. I remembered what happen in the living room in my dream. The couch was full of blood. Another 'ew' for it.

Everyone, almost everyone I mean, was looking at me in a strange way. I gave them a smile and a small wave. They kept staring. "What?" I asked.

"You look strangely happy," Gwen started.

"Did anything happened last night?" Serena asked with a smirk on her face.

'Last night' were two creepy words for me right now. I guessed she didn't asked about that. So I answered, "No. Nothing," I grinned.