Viner Imagines | Requests Closed.

• Want U Back. - Cameron Dallas. •

This wasn't a request! So sorry, for the slow updates. Everything's been a mess lately.

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"Now, I've seen you've been hanging out with that other girl in town, looking like a pair of clowns, clowns, clowns. Remember all the things you and I did first? And now your doing them with her."

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You walked into the 40's themed café.

"What can I get you?" A slightly chubby man asked, smiling.

"Just a strawberry milkshake, please." You smiled slightly, sitting down, on a bar stool.

The man nodded. "Coming up in a minute, darling."

You heard giggling to your left. Annoyed, you rolled your eyes, sneaking a glance at the couple. You had to do a double take.

At the end of the counter, there was a teenage girl wearing a crop top that shows a lot of cleavage. With high wasted shorts, and knee high, heeled boots. Your guessing she worked here considering her outfit, with the tag. Kyla.

Standing directly in front of her, Cameron.

No. No. No.

You two broke up not even a month ago, and he's over you already?

"Here's your milkshake, hun." The man smiled lightly. He must've seen the hurt in your eyes. "It's on the house, sweetheart. From what I see, they're not gunna last long." He nodded his head in Cameron's direction.

You gave a no teeth smile, nodding a thanks.

"Oh, Cameron. Thanks meeting me here for our date." She giggled.

Fake.

You gripped your cup. This is where you and Cameron came on your first date.

It stung. Knowing he got over you that fast.

Is she better then me? Prettier? Funnier?

"Look at that girl over there, all by herself, loser." She scoffed.

You held back tears.

"Oh. Uh." Cameron mumbled.

"What is it, Cam?" She giggled.

That chick giggles, way too much. Jesus, shut the fuck up.

"Y/N. Hey." You felt someone tap your shoulder.

"Yeah, heey." You rolled your eyes, speaking sharply, more mad now.

"What's wrong?" Cameron took a seat beside you, frowning.

You scoffed. "What's wrong? What's wrong is you. You're unbelievable!" You stressed, widening your eyes.

"Bye, Cameron." You got up grabbing your milkshake, heading to the exit.

A few people nodded at you, letting you know you did the right thing.

"Bitch. Seems like a slut to me." You heard the whore mumble.

"Excuse me?" You turned on your heels. "Look who's talking honey. Do you own a mirror? Those weaves are totally cheap." You sassed.

She rolled her eyes, looking at Cameron. "She's your ex? You could do much better. Like me. Oh, wait you are with me!" She laughed, taunting you.

You clenched your jaw. "You know... You're a real bitch. Most bitches have a little bit of sweetness in them... Oh. But you don't. So let me help you out." You dumped the milkshake over her head, causing her to squeal. Everyone hooted and 'oooh'ed in your honour.

"Cam!" She screamed exasperated.

"No Kyla, you're acting like a bitch. We're over. I was only with you to get Y/N back."

You blushed, smiling.

"I want you back... Please give me another chance."

You grinned nodding. "One more." You walked towards him, wrapping your hands around his neck, attaching your lips to his.

All you could hear is 'aww's coming from the crowd around you.

Also, Kyla's squeaking and annoying yelling.

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