We Could Be Best Friends But I Want Your Best Friend (Down With Webster Fanfic)

Chapter 20

"CAMERON FUCKING HUNTER."

My soaking wet legs pounded against the ground as I furiously walked up the shore.

Hailey and Marty were still in the lake. They both swam to shore slowly, dragging the canoe along behind them.

I may or may not have flipped us overboard.

Bucky lifted his sunglasses off the bridge of his nose curiously, whilst Pat came from around the back of the cabin to see what was going on.

"Wha-" Camm walked out of the cabin carelessly, straight into my grasp.

I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and slammed him against the outside wall.

"Why in the fucking fuck would you do that," I demanded, angrily, ready to punch him square in the nose.

Before I could do any further damage, Pat pulled me away. Of course, I thrashed around trying to break free. Although, he is much stronger than me, so I obviously lost.

"What the hell, Jess!" Camm yelled.

"Camm, if she gets loose, you are going to get socked in the eye. So I suggest you leave." Pat said calmly, gripping me even tighter, as if I was about to pounce.

"I'm not going to sock you in the eye," I said sweetly.

"IM GOING TO DROP KICK YOUR ASS TO KENYA."

With that, a very scared Camm ran up to his room.

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After promising that I wouldn't go upstairs and murder Camm, Pat put me down. I didn't tell him, but that was a promise I am willing to break at any moment.

That fucker's gonna get it.

Pat and I now sat in two lawn chairs, side by side. He wanted me to explain, I'm guessing. But I'm not sure if I should tell him because I feel like if I do that Camm and Hailey will break up.

And I don't want that.

Maybe I should tell him, though. Maybe he already knows? Hailey might have told him. He is Camm's best friend. It would make sense. But at the same time, maybe Hailey hasn't told anybody yet.

Basically, if I don't want to tell him, I won't.

I'm the kind of girl who does what she wants to, no matter what anyone says. If I want someone to tell me something, I'll make them tell me. That doesn't work the other way around.

I don't mean to sound like a brat, but I get what I want.

When I want it.

"Now, would you like to tell me why you want to violently murder Camm?" Pat asked calmly.

Maybe I should tell him.

I took a deep breath.

"Okay... Well..."

"CammtriedgettingHaileytosmokeweed."

I closed my eyes tightly, waiting for a response. Though, I'd laugh if he actually understood anything I said.

"CAMERON FUCKING HUNTER."

Ha.

"Pat! No no no no no," I pounced on his back, just as he ran into the cabin. He stopped somewhere around the stairs, almost as if he just noticed my presence on his back.

I let myself slide around so I was in front of him, still holding onto his shoulders.

"I was gonna kill Camm!" He whined childishly.

"Not yet," I laughed whilst sweetly kissing his cheek.

"I guess you're right," Pat said. He ducked down and began kissing me, smiling sheepishly.

Marty walked in with a towel around his shoulders, shaking his head. We both pulled apart.

"Guys, what did we say about PDA?" Marty grabbed me by my ribs and placed me on the ground before walking away.

"Aww, he's no fun." I sighed.

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