32 Memories - Cameron Dallas

Day 11

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chapter 12: memory 11

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Cameron's POV

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Later that day I was up in my room, listening to music to block out my parents downstairs. I don't really give a shit about their problems anymore; I could care less.

My eyes were closed and I was thinking as Drake's music flooded in my ears. I really like to listen to Drake and Mary never wanted to listen to him with me. She didn't like him as much as I did and one day I caught her singing one of his songs quietly to herself and I teased her for it because she always told me she didn't like any of his songs.

"Just because I was singing it doesn't mean I like it!" She protested but I just shook my head at her and laughed.

I was brought back from the present when my phone started ringing and I saw Mary's name on the screen. I smiled, answering it and saying, "Hello cupcake."

"This is no time for cupcakes, Cameron!" she cried. Like, actually cried. She was crying, causing me to sit up in my bed.

"Mary? What's wrong?"

"Augustus..." she whispers. I let out a relieved breath and fall back onto my bed again. Oh. She got to the part.

(Author's note: I'm not going to say what happens or anything in case some of you haven't read TFIOS!!!!)

"This book ruined my life, Cameron Dallas! Why would you make me read this?!"

"You've read it before, ya know." I chuckle. "So really it ruined your life for the second time."

"Goodness." she exclaims exaggeratedly and I smile because she used to say that all the time. I always made fun of her for it, even though I found it adorable.

"Go to sleep."

"I'm freaking out over here and you're telling me to go to sleep?!"

I let out a loud laugh. "I love y--" I quickly shut my mouth before I could finish. My eyes grow wide and I mentally smack myself for almost saying it.

"Well, I'm gonna finish this book now..." she says quietly. "Goodnight Camer- I mean Cam. Just Cam."

"Goodnight Mary." I say and we both hangup. I rub my hands over my face and groan.

"You're an idiot, Cam." I say to myself before going to turn my lamp off. When my room grew dark, I turned over in my bed and went to sleep. Well, tried to.

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The next day I slept in for longer than I should have. It was almost three in the afternoon by the time I woke up. "Oh shit." I grumbled when I looked at the time on my phone.

I had a missed call from Mary along with six texts messages. I opened the texts first.

Mary: I FONISHED THE BOOK

Mary: oh btw good morning

Mary: omg are you sleeping in cameron

Mary: WAKE UP

Mary: I hope it's okay if I can come over at 3 :)

Mary: okay are you actually sleeping or are you ignoring me?

I checked the time again and it was 2:43. I groaned and texted Mary back.

Cameron: Goodmorning cupcake. I just woke up I'm sorry. come over whenever you want :)