Beautiful Minds (NG)

Chapter Sixteen

*CAMERON'S POV*

I feel shifting next to me.

I look over at the little clock. 4:46. The suns about to rise.

I hit the figure next to me with a pillow.

"NASH GET THE HE-"

"Cameron?"

I look down into a confused pair of brown eyes.

Definitely not Nash.

"Sorry I must've rolled over here.." She says, scooting over to the other side of the bed.

Oh yeah, I'm sharing this room with Grace and Taylor.

But Taylor is with Isabella.

"You're good." I say, laying back down. I face her, but she's facing away from me.

I'm about asleep again, but I feel the bed shudder, and I look over at Grace, who's shivering.

I frown. I can't let her be cold. And I can't deny that I don't want to lay with her.

I pull her over to me, and rub my hands over her small arms. She gives me a grateful smile and rolls over, so she's facing me.

I smile down, and lay my head on the pillow. I'm definitely not gonna have a problem going back to sleep.

*EL'S POV*

I groan and open my eyes. I heard a yell come from Cams room. I sigh and sit up. I'm too lazy to see what happened.

I plop back down on the bed, and realize Nash isn't in here. I frown and get out of bed, tripping over everything as I try to exit the "tent".

I successfully make it outside, and look around. The rising sun provides enough light.

I look around for awhile before I see a figure illuminated by the sun. I start walking towards it before I realize he's standing up on the rocky cliff. I sigh and start climbing up.

After a good 5 minutes of struggle, I reach the top.

"Nash?" I question, eyeing the boy.

He turns around, and it sure as hell isn't Nash. And I'm in nothing but booty shorts and a sports bra.

"I'm - Uh I'm sorry I thought you were my boy- my friend Nash." I finally spit out.

"I'll just be going now." I turn around to leave until a voice speaks to me.

"It's fine. Stay." I freeze in my tracks. I'd recognize that voice anywhere.

I whip around and practically scream.

"JACK!!!"

I run into his arms, making him fall backwards. I may be good friends with Shawn, but I've been friends with Jack for awhile. I used to talk to him all the time through text. We met through music and it just kinda took off from there.

(A/N: I love how I haven't said which Jack it is lol)

He sets me down and frowns.

"You must be cold. Here. He slips off his jacket and hands it to me."

"It's ok. I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm only slightly cold."

He laughs and puts the jacket around me anyways.

I smile gratefully and lean into his side.

"So what brings you to the beach all your friends are staying at, and then motivates you to sit creepily on a cliff?"