Shatter Me ( cameron dallas )

Chapter 43 - superman

{4 months later}
* Shawn's POV *
"
She's just watchin' the clouds roll by

and they spell her name

Like Lois lane and she smiles

Oh, the way she smiles

She talking to angels

Counting the stars

Making a wish on a passing car

She's dancing with strangers, she's
falling apart

Waiting for superman to pick her up in his arms

"

"I'd like to dedicate this video to two of my best friends, Cameron dallas and Alia Manson. They've been going strong for so long and it's all because Cam has been her superman." I finish my video and send it to Cam.
A few minutes later he replies. 'Great video man! You're getting better everyday! Can't wait to see you. Btw I loved the videos that you added to it that I sent you'
I smile.
'They were my favorite that you sent me. From going to the hospital, in the hospital, coming home, and just living with her'
'That was a tough part of this situation but it's getting better and so is she'
'Dont worry about the baby bump, I made sure to hide it. When are you tellin?'
'Soon, she's getting a bit bigger and we can't hide it forever'
'Yeah'
'Ttyl, it's time for her meds.'
'Bye'
I close my phone and then upload the video to YouTube. Immediately it gets thousands of likes, views, and comments.
* Alia's POV *
"If we only die once, I wanna die with you!" I belt the words to one of my favorite songs. In comes Nash, singing along. We both laugh until I notice he has a fistful of pills for me.
"You know what time it is."
"Ugh!" I whine. He hands me them and I take them. I throw my head back and swallow them all at once.
"Just remember we're protecting your baby." He bargains. "Have you told the fans?"
"No."
"You know you have the interview with awesomeness tv in a week or two right?"
I nod. "Yep," I sigh and bring my hand up to run it through my hair but then I remember there isn't any there. " we'll tell them soon." Nash stands up as a slowish sappy song comes on.
"May I have this dance?" He asks, a cheesy smile on his face.
"Of cour-" I begin but am rudely interrupted by the door opening.
"NOPE" Cam says. He seems to be in a rush. I give Nash a puzzled look at Cam goes speeding around the room. He finds his car keys and immediately gives me a look of shock.
"What?" Nash and I ask in unison.
"We're going to be late for your appointment!" He exclaims. My eyes widen and I make an 'o' shape with my mouth. I look at my outfit. Sweatpants, sweatshirt. Good enough. I slip on some flip flops and wave goodbye to Nash as I jog down the stairs.
Once in the car, we turn on the radio. I crank it up, but Cam turns in down. He just drives, staring at the road. I don't know what to make of this.
"Something wrong?"
"No."
"Yes there is"
"No, there isn't."
"Cam!"
"I said there's nothing wrong!" He exclaims and slams his fast on the top of the steering wheel.
"What's gotten into you lately?" I almost whisper.
"What do you mean?" He glances at me.
"You're so angry all the time."
"I guess I'm just scared about the baby being okay and all that, you know?" He says. I can still sense the anger in his voice.
"I'm the one carrying them. Hell, I don't even know if I'm going to live and all you think about is if the baby will survive?"
I wait for an answer.
And wait.
And wait.
And wait.
"Well..." I urge.
He doesn't answer.
"I just know you're going to live and be okay, I don't think about you dieing at all, okay?" He bursts.
I stay silent this time. We turn into the parking lot ad he stops the car, he runs a had through his hair. Oh how I wish I still had my long brown hair.
I remember Cam holding my hand while I squeezed his tightly. I remember the small tears that fell. I remember the lady asking if I wanted a lock to remember my old hair. I had refused to take it in fear that it would only bring me sorrow.
I didn't realized that as I was lost in thought we had made it inside. Cam checks in for the appointment and we sit down and wait. I go on twitter. The hashtag '#RememberCarter' is trending world wide. I go into the hashtag and look at all the tweets. I tear up as one photo of carter and I comes up. One tweet says 'I wish Alia would get a dog to honor Carter's constant wanting a dog. That's not gonna happen 😂' I smile at tweet her back. 'Not a bad idea😉'.
"Alia Manson?" I hear my name and look up. A nice looking lady I guess. Short blonde hair and a pleasant smile. I get up, put my phone in my pocket and turn to Cam.
"You can stay." I say. He nods a sorrowful nod. I turn and walk away following the lady. Se takes me to a room and we begin to talk about my pregnancy.
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A/N: eepppp
I'm excited about this story
So it's been awhile but I haven't stopped
Next update tomorrow maybe?
Setting goals!
Love all the readers that are still here for me
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Love you minions! (A lotttt) - K💕