Love Robbery (Cameron Dallas FanFiction)

seven.

I didn't get to see much of Cameron the next few days. It was now Sunday and he'd been off with the boys on Magcon business for the weekend so I'd taken some time to myself to sort my thoughts. Obviously I knew how I felt about Cam but I still hadn't known him very long and wanted to take whatever was happening between us at a steady pace. I'd used the weekend to catch up on all things Cameron Dallas. Turns out he was pretty big in the internet world. After two days of vining and youtubing I think I had managed to watch nearly every viral video that boy had ever made. He actually was pretty funny, and cheeky and by the looks of things had grown into a rather amazing person in such a short amount of time. I was currently sitting in yoga pants and a hoody with my hair scraped into a messy bun on the top of my head, wearing my glasses (which I didn't really need, but they come in handy when I'm watching the TV or things that take a lot of eye concentration for long periods of time) and lounging on my bed scanning his twitter. Obviously I had followed him and now contributed to his over 2 and a half million fans. Reading some of the tweets he made even I couldn't help but fangirl a little. He was so dedicated and loving towards his followers it genuinely made my heart melt. Just as I was about to shut down twitter I saw a notification pop up on my screen as he tweeted.

@camerondallas: Good weekend with the boys. Magcon was insane you guys I love you all! Nearly home sweet home now :)

I decided to make a sneaky indirect tweet. I'd been texting both him and Nash on and off over the weekend so the two of them and Taylor had followed me, I was sure one of them would pick up on it.

@WhosEliseHart: Can't wait for you to be back. Hint hint ;)

And then almost instantly another notification came onto my screen. Cam had made a cheeky indirect of his own.

@camerondallas: I'll see you sooner than you think!

In a heart beat thousands of his fans were replying, asking who he was talking about and what this meant, but I just sat there chuckling to myself knowingly before closing my laptop and setting it back on my desk. I got up off my bed and made my way downstairs to the kitchen. Mum was away on business too for tonight so I had the house to myself. I filled the kettle and popped some popcorn into the microwave as a late night snack. After making my self a hot cup of tea and putting the corn until a bowl and drowning it in syrup I plodded into the living room, set my snacks on the table and turned on the tele. I'd just put my feet up as the doorbell rang. I looked up at the clock on the wall above the fireplace. 10:20pm. Seriously. I thought to myself. At first I ignored it and hoped who ever it was would go away, but then it rang again. So I dragged myself from my pit and went to answer the door. I opened it with a tug and started to say "Now really it's a bit late for door to door sales could you not have waited until the morning..." and then I heard him laugh and my eyes darted up. Cameron. "What are you doing here?" I blast at him. I was a mixture of surprised, happy, and nervous all in one and it came out as a bit of a shout. "Nice to see you too" he chuckled and I shot him a cringed look as he eyed me head to toe. "Seriously though, you look cute" "Eugh don't be sarcastic, I look rough, I wasn't expecting you" "No really I mean it. I like this look on you, you look comfy, it makes me want to cuddle you" I just stand there blushing before he says "Well, I was hoping you'd invite me in but you know we can just stand here all night too if you like" "Oh crap, yeah, I mean..." I sigh "Start again. Hi Cameron, nice to see your back, I've just made popcorn if you'd like to join me?" I smile my cheesiest grin at him "Oh well, if you do insist" he replies with a wink before stepping through the door and setting his bags from the weekend at the bottom of the stairs. "Ah, finally I get to see the inside of the Hart residence" he says mockingly. "Don't get too excited" I laugh "it's nothing spectacular" he just looks at me and smiles and I see a thought flash through his head but he just carries on examining his surroundings instead. Finally when he stops exploring I say to him "Now I don't know what you had in mind when you decided to turn up at my house at gone 10pm on a Sunday night but I was just settling down to watch a movie and get fat on popcorn since I have the place to myself so..." I trail off, leaving him to shed some light on his plans. "Well really I wasn't thinking anything. It was Taylor's idea, he was driving us home from Magcon and he asked if he was dropping me at home, or at yours and I just kinda figured, hell, why not come straight to you. So yeah, popcorn and movies sounds sweet to me, if that was an invitation" I wondered what Cam had told the boys about me, and about us for Taylor to even have that sort of idea come to mind but didn't dwell on it too much. Instead we made our way to the lounge and curled up on the sofa. He sat down on the far left next to the arm while I grabbed us a blanket. At first I just sat next to him, but as the movie started he wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me into him. I draped my legs onto the sofa and cuddled into his side, resting my head on his shoulder and snuggling in under the covers. I must have been tired because the next thing I know Cameron was scooping me up from the sofa into his arms and carrying me up the stairs. "Cam?" I say hazily "Shush, don't wake up too much, which ones your room?" "Mm, straight ahead." We step into my room and Cam lays me down on my bed, pulling the covers back and laying them over me. He takes off my glasses for me and rests them on the table next to me and then heads to my window and closes the blinds before coming back to me and setting a light kiss on my forehead. "Text me in the morning" he whispers as he reaches my door. I turn towards him quickly and sit up slightly. "Don't go" he stops and looks at me a little puzzled. "Just, stay the night?" I offer. He smiles at me and closes the door again in agreement. He slips his shoes off and starts to unbutton his jeans. "Oh um, do you mind if I just sleep in my underwear?" I giggle and shake my head. He softly laughs back at me and takes his jeans off, and then slips his shirt over his head and folds them up in a pile on my desk chair. I lay there watching him the whole time. He really is gorgeous in every sense of the word. Soon he climbs in behind me, rests his head atop of my shoulder and pulls me in close, his chest resting tightly against my back. He kisses me softly on the back of my shoulder and we both let out a gentle sigh. "Goodnight beautiful, sweet dreams" I hear him whisper in my ear, and then before I know it I've drifted off to sleep in the arms of an angel.