White Lies ~~Cameron Dallas~~

Pt 9 Rules

Astrids POV

Once we were inside I felt at ease as if I felt at home. The funny thing is I don't even know who's house this is. Cameron squeezes my hand bring me out of my thoughts. There were five boys sitting down on the couch playing on their phones.

"This is Hayes, Jack and Jack, Taylor and Aaron." They all looked up and smiled well they all yell stuff at me making me laugh. They all came running towards me making me hide behind Cameron. He put his hand out but that didn't stop them from pushing him away and hugging me. Taylor started spinning me around making me erupt with laughter.

"You can let her go now." We all looked up and saw a jealous and angry looking Cameron. His hands were in his pocket and he was looking at Taylor like he was going to kill him. I excused myself from his grip and walked over to Cam and put my arms around his stomach. I smiled at him trying to brake his glare from Taylors. He wouldn't look so I gave up and walked outside. I heard him yelling my name but I just ignored him.

"Astrid I'm sorry."I turned around and slapped him across the face. He looked angry but then shock over took it. I turned back around and started walking away, I didn't get every far cause he jumped in front of me.

"What did I do." I breath out loud and tried to get around him but he just held me tight.

"You never told me you were famous. If you did I would have never came near you."I yelled at him with acid dripping from my lips. I knew I was hurting him but it was either him or me, and I've gotten hurt to may times and if that means that I'll be alone forever then I'll take the chance.

I was only yelling at him now because I've had this in my head all day. And somehow when he gets annoyed at me I can't help but feel it should be the other way around.

"But-"

"Butts are for sitting on so don't even try." I felt tears drop on my head but I didn't want to look up to see his beautiful and hurt eyes. I tried to remove myself from his grip but when I tried it only got tighter.

"I don't get it."His voice cracked in the middle of his sentence making my heart crack just a little more.

"I'm not explaining it to you Cam."I finally looked at him but he was looking at something in the distance. His eyes were stained red as well as his cheeks. I was finding it hard to breath cause he was holding me tighter then anyone else has.

"I'm sorry."I pulled away so I could look at him properly but he just looked down. Now I know how he feels when I put my head down, annoyed.

"You shouldn't be sorry. Nobody's at fault, just remember that." He finally looked me in the eyes. It hurt me to walk away but I don't want to be the one getting hurt. I wiped away his tears with the pad of my thumb, he grabbed it and kissed my cut hand.

"Please don't do this."His plead was hard to say no to but its for the best, its for the both of us. He let me go and I turned but before I did he turned me and smashed his lips on mine. It was full of passion and love, we were kissing in sync. I sneaked my hands around his neck and put my hands in his hair and started tangling my fingers in it. He hands went to my hips and started rubbed circles in to them. We pulled away and put our heads together.

"I can drop you off."He was trying to hold his tears back by biting his lips, but I could see he was using all his might to say that.

"I can find my way back. But thank you for the offer." I kissed his cheek and started backing away. I dropped my penny to the ground and started skating back home.

You stupid fuck he liked you. No he doesn't, nobody does. Then tell me why was he crying? Hes crying because I got his favorite top wet. I guess you are dumb. Hey other people can call me dumb but you, I was expecting you to back up my gut. Does your gut talk...no. What is wrong with me I'm arguing with my fucking conscience. A lot, seeing as you lost the best thing that could have happened to you. I think your going to be the next famous cat lady. I don't mind cats they're cute. I don't know what I'm working with anymore.I give up. Don't get bitchy at me if I'm scared, and don't want to be hurt, I'm just putting up my guard. See that's what you shouldn't be doing. He cares for you and you care for him. If you get hurt I know you can get through it, cause I believe in you. Thank you for believing in me but the thing is, I don't believe in myself. I was waiting for a reply but it never came.

By the time we stopped our pep talk I was home.

"Rule number two: Don't get attached to somebody you could lose."