Quite the Ordianry

three

Sorry! It's been a couple of days. But here's chapter 3:)

Harry's POV

Wow, I actually just kissed her. Our lips attached and it was the best feeling ever. I've never had this bubbly feeling inside of my stomach when I hook up with a girl. But Cameron, she's different alright. Something about her just stands out from the rest of the girls in the world. She has this power over me that she doesn't even know she has.

"Because you sleep with every girl you meet and then leave them. I'm not willing to lose the most valuable thing I have to someone like you."

I leave them after I realize that they aren't you. I admit using girls for my own pleasure and then never talking to them again is a little cold, but they should expect it if they choose to hook up with a player. That's my label nowadays. Never did I think I would have to have sex with other girls just to get this one off my mind, and even then it doesn't work. What's happening to me, I can't have good sex without having feelings for the person. Fuck that. God but Cameron never seems to leave my mind. And after having her lips on mine I never want them to apart.

"Don't you want to kiss me?"

"You've probably kissed many girls, go find yourself another one because I'm not doing this with you."

"Doing what?"

"This little game of yours."

"And what's that?"

"You sleep with girls, and then never talk to them. And I'm not gonna be one of those girls."

Only if you knew why.

"Harry I think you should leave."

I know I should stay and try to make her opinion of me change but I decide against it and start making a plan to win her over.

"Fine fine, but don't deny it, you liked that kiss."

She walks me over to the door.

"Absolutely not."

Ouch. When I walk out I turn around to say bye but she slams the door shut. Little does she know this "game" isn't over.

Cameron's POV

What were you thinking? How could you just kiss a stranger. Well he's technically not a stranger, he is in my reading class. Cameron seriously are you really making up excuses for him. He's a player, this is exactly what he does and you're already falling in his trap. Am I really arguing with myself. I walk over to the fridge and make myself some tea so I can go to sleep and just hope that saturday is a fresh start in my life. Sucks that I have work. Only thing great about it is that I'm good friends with one of the workers, at least I can tell someone my secrets without them backstabbing me. The image of Zayn and Perrie won't erase from my mind and it's killing me. I cannot believe they would both do this to me. After I put the tea bag in my mug I walk to my room and lay down then turn on my tv. After drinking half of my tea I instantly fall asleep.

The bell rings and math class starts. I don't remember waking up. As I look around me everyone is looking foward. My eye spots Zayn and I walk over to him. Just as I get to him Perrie slides into the seat next to him. She gives me an evil smile and then looks over to Zayn and slams her lips onto his. Why would they do this in front of me. When I look to the teacher she's laughing at me. What?

"Oh sweetie. You actually thought Zayn loved you. Jokes on you. Who would love you. Nobody can top Perrie Edwards. You're trash compared to her."

When I look around I see all the kids laughing at me. I feel a tear stream down my cheek and I run out of the classroom. As I'm running down the hall I run into Harry.

"Cameron what's wrong?"

I don't even answer his question I just wrap my arms around him for comfort and sob into his chest.

I quickly sit up and realize that was all a dream. Why did I go to harry for comfort? Why did I trust him? Now all I can think about is that kiss. His minty lips tasted so good. Why has he made his way into my mind. What is so great about him that I can't seem to stop thinking about. This is all to much for one night. My emotions are everywhere. I just need some sleep for work tomorrow. Fresh new start.

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My annoying ass alarm goes off at 9 am. I get up and quickly jump into the shower. As I'm showering the British boy is still on my mind. That kiss was amazing but I couldn't admit it or else I would've become another one of his targets. But maybe I could hang out with him again, to make Zayn jealous. I don't care if its cruel but Zayn needs to feel the pain I felt, and harry seemed pretty interested so I think thats exactly what I'll do. I step out of the shower and the tensity that built up in my shoulders last night has released. I go to my closet and pick out some skinny jeans, a black loose v-neck, and some red flats. I'm one of the lucky ones that got a job at forever 21. Or else it would have been walmart. No thank you. I'm glad they don't give us a uniform, although we do have a dress code but that's fine with me. When I finally have my clothes on I walk over to my mirror and start putting my makeup on. I felt lazy today so I only put on a light pink eyeshadow, mascara, and some lip balm. As for my hair I just throw it up in a bun. When I'm finally pleased with my look for the day I grab my car keys and head out. As I'm driving I take the time to notice how pretty it is today. The blue sky, bright sun, and green trees. Such a beautiful day to be dwelling over my ex. I'm not as emotional as I was last night but I'm defiantly not 100% better. When I pull up in front of the mall entrance closest to forever 21 I see Zayn's truck. Great. Just what I need on a saturday morning.

When I step out he steps out of his truck as well.

"Cameron honey, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I love you and only you."

"Cut the bullshit I know you've been sleeping with her."

"What? No. Why would you think that."

"Harry."

"Harry? Who the fuck is harry and why is he around you telling you things that aren't true?"

"He's in your gym class, he overheard you brag about how you fuck Perrie every weekend. I'm truley surprised how you could handle both of us at the same time. Really. Can you please tell me your secrets."

"Why would you believe him. Is he your new boyfriend. You moved on that quick?"

"So what if I did."

"So what? So you're a slut."

I slap him across the face and I instantly realized I've been holding that back since last night.

"Fuck you Zayn."

I walk away and I'm on the verge of having a breakdown. How could he call me a slut after what he just did to me. Fucking bastard. When I finally enter the store I shake off the stress, and a smile creeps onto my face once I see that some flowers are waiting for me. Did harry do this?

In this chapter the words in italics is a dream. I'll usually use italics for dreams, flashbacks or anything else that doesn't have to do with the exact present. Also I'm sorry it's not that long. I'll update a longer chapter very soon.