Cameron's POV
It was unthinkable. As soon as I could control my breathing, I got up and packed my stuff. I left a note on my bed for the boys who went out to get food.
I hailed a cab and headed straight to the airport. Catching the first flight home.
Amara's POV
I hung up with Cam and tried to sleep but something WIERD was going on in my head. I was really dizzy. I felt like I had to sneeze. Blood began rushing down my face.
I walked down stairs to my mothers room but slipped on a cat toy and fell down the remaining stairs.
The last thing I remember is being taken into the ambulance and me screaming for Cam.
I can't see anything. It's dark and peaceful. I can hear everything around me though. I just can't move. I feel a warmness join my hand and I know the hands whom they belong to. Cam. He's here. I just can't move.
"Amara, I don't know if you can hear me, but I just want you to know that I love you. I always have and always will.. If this is your time to go, I don't want you to suffer. You can let go know Amara." He squeezed my hand with tears dripping on my arm.
Something clicked. I squeezed his hand back and my eyes fluttered open. He looked up at me in utter shock.
"I'm not going anywhere Cameron. I'm not going anywhere." I smiled.
No words came out of his mouth. He couldn't hold himself back from kissing me. He kissed me with love and compassion.
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Vanished
FanfictionAmara is a happy-go-lucky 18 year old girl. Her best friend is Cameron Dallas. They've know each other since birth. What happened when they both develop feeling for each other? Will Amara reveal her biggest secret to Cameron?
