Text messages, phone calls the lot. A whole lot of missed messages to tell me one thing.
My grandmother was sick.
When I heard the news I started packing as soon as possible. "Whoa, where you going?" Cameron asked setting Davis on his lap as he sat down. "My grandmother. She's sick. I have to get home." At this Cameron got up, put Davis on the bed and started helping me while I packed. The thoughts, the possible outcomes, all started attacking me. I started panicking. My breathing increased, I backed away from my suitcase pulling on my hair. "I can't lose her. I can't lose her," I repeated constantly as I started breaking down. "Hey, hey, hey." Cameron came over pulling me to him and hugging me tightly. "I can't lose her." I softly cried. I shut my eyes tight hiding my face into Cameron's shoulder. "Go. For a week. Any longer and I'll be in hell of mess. I won't understand what Davis needs, I just yeah." I nodded pulling away after collecting myself and finished packing. I bought a plane ticket on my phone and called a cab to get me. He carried my bag downstairs, as I carried Davis. "Be good for me okay?" I asked, tears still lingering. I swapped her for my suitcase as Cameron kissed my forehead. "Be careful." "I will. See you guys." I headed out the door and left.
I got back a week later, only to get more things. My grandmother was still sick. I got home, recieving plenty of coos and hugs from Davis, and another kiss on the forehead from Cam. "How is she?" "Better than she was earlier in the week. She's out of the hospital, and on bed rest." "Good, good." He spoke following me upstairs. I threw all the clothing I wore in a laundry bin and started packing again. I realized I left something downstairs as Cameron panicked. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, what are you doing?" "Packing. I'm not going to just leave her there." He stopped me and looked at me. "Liz, you can't just drop all your responsibilities for your grandmother." "Responsibilities? What responsibilities?" Cameron then nodded to Davis who was on the floor playing with a wooden puzzle. "Cameron she is not my responsibility. She's not legally my daughter and as much as I love her, my family is more important." "Wait so we're not family now?" He asked almost yelling. "Not really! Cameron I didn't know you six months ago!" "Wow. You have no idea do you." "Idea of what? Help me understand Cameron. Because I'm clearly clueless." "Lizzie you don't understand. I'm in love with you and I hate to say that when I know I have no chance. I hate it. I know it's a shout into the void and that oblivion is inevitable and I am in love with you Elizabeth Nades. I'm cliqué for using The Fault in Our Stars but I'm running out of fucking options here." I shook my head looking at Davis who was sitting on the floor next to me. I was looking at the window before feeling a tight hand move my head to face it's owner and being kissed. It was a rough like kiss but god was it good. I kissed back wrapping my arms around his neck deepening the kiss before pulling away. "Davis." We both looked at her who was just looking at the TV that was on and chewing on her fingers. "I'll put her down for a nap and then we'll continue?" "Sounds good." I nodded as he picked her up and headed upstairs. He came back downstairs and took my hands. "I've been in hell without you because you just make me happier. I'm not myself when I'm around you. I can gurantee that. I'm in love with you. And I'm not in the business of denying myself the finer things in life." I smiled and shook my head. "You're a wonder Dallas." "Oh shut up. You love me." "I do love you. You're right on that one." I smiled at him as he leaned down and kissed me again.

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Speech • A Cameron Dallas AU
FanfictionWhen Cameron got a call from the local hospital about a baby girl having reports of him being her dad, he was not expecting it. He also wasn't expecting his daughter, Davis, to be deaf. Cameron is stuck raising this little girl by himself with the h...