Perks of Being a Grier (A Cameron Dallas Fanfiction)

Chapter 27

We walk home in our shades, unnoticed, unharmed, and happy. We walk up the stairs, after me refusing to go in the elevator multiple times. Cam slides the room key in the door, and we walk in.

We both walk over to the bed, and get everything out of the bags. I run to the bathroom, and get a washcloth and run it under hot water.

"Hey Cam?" I ask.

"Yeah." He says.

"Can you go to the ice machine down the hall, and get some ice?"

"Uhh... Sure." He says. I hear the door close, so you turn off the water, and set the hot towel in the sink. I walk over to the bed with the stuff on it, and grab the dish soap and the cotton balls and set them aside.

I hear the door open, and see Cam come in with a bucket of ice. He sets it down on the floor next to the bed, and he sits on the bed.

I walk over to the bathroom, and pick up the drenched towel, and walk over to Cam, who has his leg stuck out. I place the rag on his leg, and he jumps.

"It's hot." I warn him with a smile on my face.

"Yeah, No kidding." He says sarcastically.

"That needs to sit on your leg for a minute." I say.

"What do you have to do after that?" He asks.

"If it doesn't work soak your leg in olive oil." I say.

"Oh. ok." He says. I laugh.

"What?" He asks.

"Nothing... Just never thought I'd be in this situation with you." I say.

"Haha... Yeah. There's a first for everything." He says.

I take the towel off of his leg, and look at the wax. I try wiping it, but it still doesn't come off. I grab the olive oil, pour some on his leg, and let it sit. After about a minute, I try wiping the wax off of his leg with the towel. Some of it comes off, but one big spot still sticks.

I reach for the ice bucket on the floor, and pull it up on the bed. I take an ice cube and press it onto the wax. I leave it sit there, until the whole thing melts, and all that's left is water. I repeat that a few times and then successfully try flaking the now brittle wax off of his skin.

"There!" I say.

"That took shorter than I expected it to." He says .

"What does that mean?" I ask placing a hand on my hip.

"I thought you were going to take forever to get it off."

"Ohh, well I'll take that as a thank you." I say.

"Thanks." He says.

"No problem. Anytime you want help with any more girly problems, I'm here." I say.

"Okay good, cuz I was wondering what I should wear for the mall tomorrow." He says girly.

"Really?" I ask.

"Actually, yeah." He says.

"K." I say walking to his suitcase.

I search through his suitcase, and find a maroon bro tank with white stripes. I grab that, and pair it with some darker colored cargo shorts. I also found some white converse in the bottom of his bag.

"This." I say throwing it on his bed. "We can twin tomorrow!" I say all girly.

"OMG that would be Fab-u-lous." He says like a valley girl. We both stare at eachother, than burst out laughing.