Rather be (Cameron Dallas Fan Fic)

Chapter 29

*Recap*

"Today was the worst day of my life." Taylor looked away angry.

*End of the shortest Recap*

"I know why." Cameron laughed.

"Why?" I asked.

"Cameron don't you dare." Taylor threatened him.

(Taylor's P.O.V.)

"Dude you should totally ask Tiffany out for Prom." Marcos told me.

"Yeah i heard she broke up with Brock." Oliver followed. I started to think. Tiffany is a babe and how can she not say yes to this. Like for real.

"Yeah man." I encourage myself and walk over to her in the other side of the gym where Tiffany is with a couple of girls.

"Hey Tiff." I smirked and she looked at me confused. "You and me Prom. What do you say?"

"I got a boyfriend." She snapped.

"No you don't you guys just-" I started off but someone turned me around.

"We just?" Brock looked down at me. He was huge and buff.

"You guys broke up!" I talked back to him. "So i asked her to prom. Oh yeah." I said sassily at Brock. He held me from my gym shirt and lifted me up to where I could see him.

"Oh mama!" I said looking down.

"Tiffany's mine!" He said and dropped me down. I stud up and fixed my hair.

"Idiot." I muttered and walked to the other side of the gym.

"You assholes!" I told Marcos and Oliver and they were already laughing.

"You know what suck my ass I don't care." I said and sat down.

"Your face dude!" Marcos laughed.

*

When we finished gym class and went of to the showers. I came to my gym locker in my towel and noticed my lock was broken.

I opened my locker fastly and noticed it was empty.

"Ti-tifanny will you go to prom with me?" I heard Brock imitate me. I looked to the side and he had my clothes and my stuff.

"Oh really man. The oldest trick in the book. Sooo cliché." I said and he started running.

Point is i literarily had to chase him over the school in my towel.

Fucking hate that douche.

(Alison's P.O.V.)

Oh my god i couldn't stop laughing. Poor Taylor.

"Shut up!" Taylor covered his face and me and Cam laughed.

"No wonder your wearing those clothes." I said. He had a sleeveless shirt that looked oftly baggy and weird shorts.

"These are the ones i could find, ok!" Taylor groaned and we laughed.

"Poor Tay." I said rubbing his back.

The bell rung and we said our goodbyes. Cameron gave me a tight hug.

"Remember the project." He said and I looked up at him and I nodded. He wove goodbye as I walked to the other classroom and sat next to Bea.

"Whens your project?" Beatrice asked me.

"Tomorrow why?" I said taking out my notebook.

"Cause mines too." She smiled and started flipping her pencil up in the air.