North vs South (Cameron Dallas)

thirteen

Forgiveness is a tough.

How could you possibly forgive someone that has caused you so much pain and suffering?

Is love the only reason?

He is my happiness but along with it comes the suffering that leads me back down.

The fuvked up thing is that I am happier with him and when he is rude I accept it and push it past because he is the only thing I want. I have stopped listening to the logic side because what I want is him and I can't famine to cope without him.

A loud honk snaps me out of my thoughts as I look at Cameron through his car window, he looks straight ahead no where near my direction.

"Thank you for picking me up" I smile as I get into the car and he starts it up driving straight.

He gives me a small smile as he places both his hands on the sterling wheel, his hands tense along with his body.

A slow song fills the car with as silence corrupts us. This isn't how expected this to plan out he is meant to change! He is meant to be nicer to me, more opening but I guess I can't change him no matter what he does he will always be closed off, scared to show what he is really is.

"How was work?" I ask

"Work is work" he shrugs and we stop at a red light.

He hands let go of the wheel as he bungs his arms up to his head and massages his temples, eyes closed.

I decide not to push him he has probably had a bad day.

He looks up just as the light turns green and continues to drive towards his apartment.

I place my hand on his thigh and his muscles seem to relax and I feel proud of my self, I still got it.

"The wedding is coming up soon" he reminds me softly and I groan as we pull up to his garage Cameron parking his awfully expensive car.

He gets up and rushes over to my side of the car and helps me out as he then leads me to the elevator letting go of my hand once we get in.

"Are you mad at me?" I ask him once we get into his kitchen.

"Yes I am." He confirms my thoughts.

"Then why am I here?"

"Because I want you here, I won't let you slip through my fingers again."

We stand on opposite sides of the breakfast bar and I feel so what sick with the sudden lost of him being around me.

"Besides I wasn't going to leave you to cry with Gikinksly" he rolls his eyes.

"Don't roll your your eyes they will fall out." I crock my head to the side to look at him.

"Wow, Miss Spence using my famous words against me."

"Take me home then if you think in a cry baby." I murmur, I don't want to leave..

He doesn't say anything but instead stares at me intently his eyes holding anger with lust?

"You can't be jealous of him his my friend like you have many female friends" I frown I don't like him being jealous.

"I know" he rubs his face "but just want to be yours, I want to be the only one who has you." His voice is sad and low and nothing feels right.

"Cameron I'm not ready yet." I admit and he nods.

"Don't be mad at me okay? I still love you that's why I need time I don't want to rush things because that will make more dramas for us. It will be you and always you, I promise"