Love Robbery (Cameron Dallas FanFiction)

nine.

I decided to spend the start of that afternoon catching up on some work. So after a quick shower and pouring myself a cup of tea I sat down at my desk and opened up my laptop. Before the move mum and I had sat and had a huge discussion about what I was going to do with my future, because school ages are different in England and America I didn't want to confuse myself and attend any schooling once we got here, but I didn't want to just get a job with no room for progression. So we decided I'd do a further education course from home. I was studying business and management. I probably couldn't have picked a more boring subject but it could potentially open a variety of doors for me so I knew I just had to knuckle down and get on with it. I spent a solid 3 hours going over marketing research and the importance of organisation before I just couldn't take in any more information and decided to give up for the day. I checked my phone and saw three messages waiting for me.

*Nash*

He arrived! And on time! What have you done with the real Cameron Dallas? ;) Told the guys you'll be there tonight and they all can't wait to see you, they've heard a lot about ya :P I CANT WAIT!

*Elise*

I'm just that good ;) oh, all good things I hope? Haha! And I can't wait either, looking forward to seeing you the most of course! :P

*Cameron*

Thanks for last night beautiful, and this morning haha! Pick you up at 6?

*Elise*

Any time ;) and sounds perfect, see you then!

Just as I finish replying I hear the door slam downstairs. First I hear my mums voice, and then I hear another voice I don't recognise so decide to investigate. I quickly shuffle my laptop back into it's case and make my way down the stairs into the kitchen. As I round the corner it see my mum leaning forward against the kitchen work top, glass of wine in hand, and a man standing next to her. "Mum?" I say looking at her puzzled. They both stand up straight and look in my direction. "Oh honey you're home!" She says smiling at me "this is Ronald.." She nods her head in the mans direction. "Please, just Ron is fine" he corrects, my mother just giggles like a school girl. Though I don't really know why, he wasn't particularly good on the eyes. "He was on the same course as me at work, turns out he lives nearby so I invited him round for a quick drink to celebrate the end of the course and being let home again" she tries to explain. I just shake my head and turn on my heels before calling back to them "don't have too much fun".

When I'm back in my room I take a quick glance at my clock. It was now 4:30. I rub my hands over my face and eyes and then decide as I don't have much else to do I might as well make a slow start on getting ready for the night. I decide to curl my hair as that will take up a large amount of my time. I get my curling wand out and curl my hair inch by inch, wrapping it around the wand and letting it fall into loose springs. It takes me a little over half an hour. When I'm finished I do my make up. I wanna look my best tonight and since I still have plenty of time I pop on a little foundation, then eye liner, adding a little flick, mascara and topping it off with a soft pink lip tint. I then head to my wardrobe and scan my clothes for something to wear. I pick out a light floral skater skirt and an over sized cream knitted sweater. I put them both on and slightly tuck in the sweater, pairing it with my brown heeled combat boots, and a brown satchel bag. I stick a bobby pin in my hair to keep my fringe out of my face and check myself over in the mirror, approving on the outcome. I now only have about 10 minutes to spare so grab my phone and head downstairs. My mum and 'Ron' have moved onto the living room and were now sprawled over the couch. I poke my head around the door and say "Sorry to interrupt, just letting you know I'm going out, Cams gonna be here any minute" "Going anywhere nice?" Ron asks. "Um, just out, for dinner, with some friends" I scowl. "Well, don't have too much fun" he says mocking me. I just raise my eyebrows at the two of them and reply with "yes well, it was nice to meet you, Ronald" and make my way outside.