Pretend Love [Matt Espinosa/Magcon Fanfic]

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*Charlotte's POV*

"Morning sleepy head," Eva said opening the door to my room. I groaned as the light flooded in.

"Get out," I moaned.

"Look I just came to tell you that we're all going out. I assume you aren't really planning anything."

"No.... Why? What is everyone else doing?"

"Well Bailey and I are going to visit jake and my aunt and uncle. Emily and Matt are going to the beach. And Kelly was acting suspicious and wouldn't tell me what she was doing."

"I swear to god if she tries to prank us she's dead."

"Well you have the whole day so if you feel like pranking someone, be my guest." Eva said.

"I'm planning on watching Netflix. Maybe later."

"Have fun,"

"See you later," I said as she left my room.

I opened up my laptop, still snuggled in my warm bed, and began watching the next episode of Orange is the New Black.

After 3 episodes and 4 pop tarts, I heard the front door open. Assuming it was just Kelly, I brushed it off and kept watching. 2 minutes later I hear what sounds like someone stub their toe on something, and a very male voices calls out "SHIT."

I know it's not Bailey or Jake because I know their voices too well. It can't possibly be a robber or a rapist because Eva has more security on this house than the president does on the White House.

That would mean it's someone who I know and who is at this house a lot. And the only person I know who would come bother me when I'm "upset" is a boy named Cameron Dallas.

And sure enough... that's who walked in my door limping 3 minutes later holding a bouquet of roses, a DVD, and a bag of popcorn.

"Hi," he said standing in my doorway. "Can I come in?"

"I'm going to try and be as polite as I can," I say. "But what the hell are you doing here?"

"I know you had a tough time last night... I thought I would come cheer you up. I brought a movie I thought we could watch it."

"What makes you think I'd want to watch a movie with you..."

"You probably haven't noticed but I'm pretty cuddly. You'd be lucky to watch a movie with me."

"Ew how are you straight...?"

"What?"

"Nothing. And thanks for the offer, but no thanks."

"Wait I brought you flowers too," he said and approached my bed holding out the bouquet so I could see them.

"I'm allergic." I said plainly.

"Oh..." he said and looked down, completely shot. Poor boy.

"Ew what the fuck is that?" I said gesturing to the dvd.

"Love Actually.... I heard it was cute."

"You've gotta be fucking kidding me. Roses? A chick flick? Find some originality for fucks sake."

"Well what you have wanted me to do?!" He said getting obviously frustrated with me.

"Uhm for starters, bring a movie that will actually cheer me up instead of making me sadder. Like x men. Or the avengers. Second of all, don't bring flowers. I have no need for flowers they just take up space. Bring pizza or a giant 9lb bag of sour patches, something I would actually enjoy. Not something that will make me sick."

"Oh."

"You can leave now.."

"But char-"

"Nope, good bye."

"I'll be back, don't worry."

"I wasn't going to."

* * *

"Charlotte.... Char... Satan-"

"WHAT?"

"Are you awake?"

"I am now bitch. Why the fuck did you call me Satan?"

"I don't know, but you answered to it, didn't you?"

"Fuck you. Why are you still here, Cameron?"

"I left and came back... It's like 12:30 now."

"Oh."

"I brought you things!" He seemed way to excited for whatever he brought.

"Both Thor movies, Macdonalds, doritoes, sour patch watermelons..." He said each of these things as he pulled them out of his large bag. When he was finished, he looked at me the way a dog would look for a treat after he just took a shit.

"How'd I do?"

"Not bad, Dallas, not bad."

"So I can stay?"

"For now. But don't fuck up." He smiled and went over to my tv, putting the first Thor movie in the disk player.

It started playing and he joined me under the covers. I opened up the Macdonalds bag and started taking out all the food.

"10 piece chicken nugget, large fries, large coke... How'd you know?"

"I texted Eva..."

"Ah that makes sense."

"I thought it was smart."

"It was logical, not smart. Now shut the fuck up I am trying to watch a giant man hit tiny things with a hammer."

* * *

"WHAT THE FUCK?!" I opened my eyes and looked to where the loud, deep voice was coming from.

I saw Jake standing in my doorway with wide eyes. He had a bag of Wendy's and the James Bond movie in one of his hands.

I hate that he knows me so well.

I rolled my eyes at him.

"Jake get the fuck out,"

"WHAT THE HELL, CHARLOTTE?!" I groaned.

"Jake, leave."

"What is going on here?!"

"Jake just go!" I rolled my eyes again and he got the hint. He dropped all the stuff he was carrying and banged out of my room. I heard the front door slam shut a few seconds later.

I leaned my head back down to cams face, going back to what we were doing before.

"What?" I asked when he turned his face, refusing to continue making out with me.

"Jake..."

"So what? You wanted to make me feel better, me laying on top of you while you're shirtless and sucking your face is helping a lot."

"But... Jake."

"So what? He's gone, forget him." Cam gave me a look and I groaned again, gently rolling off of him.

"This isn't right." He said as he put his shirt back on. He was out of the house a few minutes later and I was left to myself again.

Why do I always end up going for the fu king dramatic ass bois getting ridiculous.

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this said it published last night but a apparently none of you on mobile could see it. so I'm sorry. hopefully you can see it now.