White Lies ~~Cameron Dallas~~

Pt 11 Paper Hearts

Astrids POV

Nash turned around and looked me straight in the eyes.

"Camerons in a fight you need to stop him."Nash couldn't finish his sentence cause I was already out the door and running. I opened the door but nobody looked they were yelling stuff at each other and throwing shit. I saw Cam with a bleeding face and Taylor was hitting him I got enough of watching this and decided to put my foot down.

"WHAT THE FUCK. EVERYONE SIT DOWN."They all looked at me with a scared look. A minute passed and everyone was taking their seat in silence. I looked at the room, it was like someone bombed it. What has gotten into them.

"All of you are going to clean up this mess and after that, we're going to start talking about what happened here." Everyone looked down in shame. Nash came next to me and smiled, Hayes following after.

5:48pm

Everyone finished cleaning up the house and sat down on the couch. Neither one of them would look at each other. I sigh and whisper to Nash.

"What do I do." He shrugged his shoulders and looked back at his hands. I could feel the tension build up as seconds passed, soon they turned into minutes. I got feed and and decided to speak up.

"What started all...this."I said and pointed at everything. They stayed quiet.

"Cameron."I looked over at Taylor and saw his lip was busted. I looked over at Cameron and noticed he had a blood nose.

"Cam."I tried to making him look at me but he kept his head down.

"Can we have some privacy. I wanna talk with Cameron." They all nodded and walked it to their rooms I guess.

"Are you going to tell me what happened or am I going to have to ask Taylor." As soon as Talyors name left my lips he was glaring at me.

"He was being an ass, that's what happened."I walked over and sat on by his side. I took his hand and started playing with his hands. He looked at me and by his looks I could tell he gave up.

"When Taylor was spinning you around I got jealous-"

"No shit."He soldered me but carried on with his story.

"When you left I blamed it on him. I guess I wasn't thinking, but the boys were trying to hold me back but I hit and then I hit Nash in the gut on accident. After I tried to help Aaron up Taylor hit me and it just played out from there. The boys started arguing about what they should stop. Next thing led to another they were fighting over who should help who."I sigh but chuckle lightly.

"I don't know what to say to be honest. Just wow." I turned to him and started to clap sarcastically.

"What happened to you."I tried to come up with something. I did but it was the most lame excuses.

"I feel off my board."He didn't believe it but hey I tried, give me some credit.

After our talk we decided to watch a movie with the boys. We called them out and they started to emerge from their rooms with smiles on their faces. I didn't want to tell Cam about what happened back there cause if I did I wouldn't be able to take care of it myself. I'm old enough.

"What movie do you want to watch."Cam looked at me for a reply but I just...shrugged.

"You choose I'm just tired."He nodded and went to choose a movie. A few minutes later he finally picked one and put it in the dvd player. Everyone was talking about their own thing well I was just sitting there in my thoughts.

Why am I here. I should leave. If you didn't want to be here with him you would have left. True. No stop it don't talk to me.

"Are you ok, you've been looking at that photo for more then half an hour." I looked at Cam then at my watch.

8:03pm

"Yah, just thinking you know."He put his arm around my shoulder then looked back at the movie well I just looked at the photo again and let my mind wonder.

But you'll be good without me, and if I could just give it some time I'll be alright... I thought he was my true love, but we only ended up being friends. Now I'm just left with our memories.When your searching and hoping for love, the right person isn't always the first one you come across... that's why you don't fall head over heels right away. You wait, you see. Because the hate only comes if you have to take back things you should have never given away in the first place. You hope it was meant to be, but if it isn't , you'll be able to part ways as friends. But the bittersweet  memories will still be there. He cant hear me, and he cant talk - hes simply just a memories on a piece of paper.

Because I hate this part... Our Paper Hearts.