Forgotten ( Cameron Dallas )

Chapter 4

Cleo's P.O.V •

I had to pull over because I was thinking too much about what I had said to Nash .

But it was stupid for him to say I was the only one he had . Cameron didn't forget about him .

He forgot me , and I'm pretty sure only me .

How the hell am I supposed to gain back what was taken from me ?

Who even hit him ? It was a hit and run ..

Too much thinking ...

I pulled out of the ditch and drove home . I sat in my driveway and thought some more ..

I need to ask cameron questions . Maybe refresh his memory ? I got out of me car and ran inside up to the guest bedroom upstairs . I opened the closet and grabbed a box of pictures labeled " Cam and Cleo " and our scrapbook .

I stuck my foot out from under me and moved the closet door shut with it , and walked downstairs .

I jogged to my car and placed the box and the scrapbook in the passenger seat .

I out the keys in the ignition and drove away .

I hope it will work because my next stop is the place I dread most . The hospital .

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I pulled inside the parking lot , 2 isles of parking spaces away from where I parked the first time I was here . I'm kindof skeptical about this all . So id rather forget the day when he forgot me rather than dread it .. Which isn't working because the thought that is in my mind ever damn day , is the day where he FORGOT HIS GIRLFRIEND . ME .

I got out of the car , grabbing my keys and the box of pictures of me and cameron . And our scrapbook .

Walked right inside , and I was hit with a feeling of sadness . I got on the elevator , and were surrounded by people crying . Once the elevator got up to the second floor and decided to walk , because someone let out an awful sad gas .

When I got to Cameron's floor , stretchers were being pushed past me , rushing nurses ... I even heard someone's line go dead .

I hurried and jogged to Cameron's room after I saw this creepy man staring at me . And before I knew it I was in his room looking behind me to see if the man was still there .

" Hi " Cameron said in his tired voice that I remember so well god dang .

My head turned sharply and I faced him standing still .

" um .. Hey " I said smiling a little .

" were you the girl that came in with Nash earlier .. Can you tell me if he was playing a joke on me , or rubbing it in that he has a girlfriend ? Are you his girlfriend ? " he asked blowing up questions at me .

I set down the boxes , and the scrapbook , along with my keys ontop of them on the guest chair , and put my hands in my pockets .

" um , actually cameron .. IM you're girlfriend , to be honest .. I don't even know what we are anymore , and it sucks to say that because you were my everything . You were the only person besides Nash that new my family problems and helped me through them .. You were like my guardian angel , and then someone attempts to Kill , you and I come trying to see my boyfriend , my world and I get here and finally see him again and he doesn't remember me .. All the memories we had cameron I can't just -- " I stopped myself . Well .. My own tears stopped myself .

I sniffed and cried and sniffed , and cried .

" I'm sorry , I shouldn't be doing this right now " I said wiping my tears "

" no .. It's okay " Cameron said . " come " he said opening his arms .

I accepted his offer and hugged him .

It felt so good to finally be in his arms again .

" now " he said

I pulled away to look at him while he spoke .

" can you show me what's in those boxes ? " he smiled and asked .

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Updating tonight because I have the flu and that's just great news for the fandom . 😛😊