New ; secrets sequel

18

"That was awesome!" Cameron exclaimed as we sat down in the car.

It was already getting dark as we drove away from the screaming fans. Shockingly, we had met every single one of the fans, even if it was only for a few seconds.

Nash had never come back, and a few fans threw fits. Even more blamed me for him leaving. And most of them were rude to me.

What can I say? I wasn't surprised. I would've been rude too, if one of the people I idolized or was even just a fan of, faked their own death.

It wasn't all bad, because whenever a fan was overly rude the boys would stand up for me. I didn't want them to, since it only made them seem bad, but they did anyways.

"Why are you staring at me?" Cameron asked, interrupting my thoughts.

"Oh, sorry I was just thinking." I said. Thank god it was only Cam and I. The others would have come to stupid conclusions like that I had a crush on him.

I mean, he was hot as fuck, but he didn't see me that way. Plus, I had a boyfriend.

"About me?" He smirked, and I rolled my eyes.

"You wish." I laughed.

"Maybe I do." He winked at me, then started laughing too. We kept making jokes the whole time that we drove to Subway.

The rest of the guys (and girls) took the other cars back to apartment and left Cam and I with the job of getting dinner. The car came to a stop and I realized that we were there.

The parking lot was empty and the streets silent. It was strange, but this never was a busy part of town.

"Should we get Nash something too?" He asked, holding the door open for me as I walked in.

"He's gotta come back eventually." I nodded, and Cameron started ordering. I stood back and watched as he did.

He looked really attractive. I felt the urge to just turn him around and kiss him.

What the hell was coming over me?

"Can you hold the drinks?" He asked, and I realized he was ready to go.

"Yeah, sure." I muttered, picking them up. I walked out the door behind him. My thoughts began to wander again and before I noticed it I walked into the side of a car, causing the drinks to all completely spill on me.

"God, what's wrong with me today." I groaned, picking up the now empty containers.

"Wow, what happened?" Cameron asked, and I rolled my eyes at him.

"What do you think?" I said, and he laughed.

"Here, wear my shirt." He said as he began to take it off.

What. No. Keep it on, Dallas. God that kid was so fucking sexy. Stop thinking that!

"I'm sexy now?" He asked, smirking at me as he held out the shirt.

"Shit. I said that out loud? I didn't mean it!" I nervously said, and he smiled.

"What would you do if said I thought the same about you?" He smirked, walking closer to me. My breath hitched in my throat.

This was wrong. This was so wrong. He was like my brother.

"You wouldn't say it, because I'm not." I said, staring at him.

"You're like a fucking angel." He said, and I bit my lip.

This wasn't right. I shouldn't be doing this. Before I could object, we were making out on the hood of his car, things only getting more heated.

But it felt so right.

A/N

Shit went down.

Again.

But less violently.

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