falling for adelaide; rvd

chapter eleven

when i was a little girl, i was a flower girl for my aunts wedding. i was too young to remember the thrill of walking down the aisle throwing petals onto the floor. weddings were a beautiful thing to me then and even more now.

cameron's mom kept talking about the wedding. we sat at the bar in her kitchen chatting about how exciting this was. of course, cameron wasn't totally stoked and neither was ruel. after learning his side of the story and how he wasn't totally ecstatic about his dad finding a new women, i assumed that was the same for cameron too.

despite all of the negative energy the two kids were sharing, i was pretty stoked about it. i wasn't going to be a flower girl or a bridesmaid but just going to a wedding made you feel like one anyways.

ruel's girlfriend sat next to him and i couldn't keep my eyes off the two. she didn't deserve to go to the wedding but of course her mom wasn't going to not invite her as that was very rude. the whole two days she's been here, she's been a buzzkill and jealous over me. it was quite obvious and i hated to say it since it sounded conceited but that was the truth.

i noticed her hand plant onto his thigh and i rolled my eyes, "i have to pee," i whispered to cameron. i got up to head to the bathroom even though i was lying about needing to use the restroom.

i only went in there to take a break from the gross couple. i had been over for two days straight, hanging out with cameron and trying to hang out with ruel but he was always occupied. of course, harper always had the option to hangout with us but she just wanted to spend time with her boyfriend.

there was a point within the two days of being here where i noticed ruel getting annoyed by her. she had been all over him, planting kisses on his cheek every few seconds and it annoyed cameron and i just as much as it did him. he told her to stop which offended harper and they argued after that. it was so stupid, the relationship was so stupid, she was stupid.

a knock on the door startled me and i flushed the toilet pretending like i used it. i opened the door and smiled at cameron, "harper doesn't want to watch the movie with us so, it's just gonna be me and you and ruel."

i gasped, "wow, she's actually letting him go with us?"

she snorted, "shocker, right? well, get ready cause' we're leaving in a few minutes." i nodded on her way out. i followed after her and walked back down to see ruel sitting on the stool while harper was helping out with cameron's mom.

i looked over at cameron and pretended to gag myself. i knew her getting along with her mom would piss her off just as much as it did me, "mom, we're leaving."

her mom looked back at us for a quick second, "okay, have fun, be careful." she told us.

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"stop talking," i whispered. the movie was 30 minutes in and i swear, ruel and cameron hadn't stopped talking since we got her. of course i sat in the middle which meant they leaned over me and talked louder than they needed to be.

ruel sighed and crossed his arms. the movie was based on a true story. it was about a girl being raised in a rich neighborhood and getting caught up with the wrong crowd. after almost killing herself by an overdose, she meets a guy who desperately wants to help her. we all knew how the ending would end, in love. exactly how every love story ends.

he looked over at me. i could practically feel his smile burn right through me. i liked his smiles, every single one. from the first one i saw when we met to the last one when he said goodbye at the airport, and now, the one that is undeniably perfect.

i side eyed him with a grin, "what?"

"nothing," he kept the same smile on his face even though his tone was slightly different than i expected it to be, "you haven't changed a bit."

"is that a bad thing?"

he shook his head, "that's why i'm smiling."

being told that you simply sitting down and watching a movie made someone smile makes your heart definitely skip a beat. it was warm in the cinema but not enough to make me sweat. my hands felt clammy and my head felt hot. i looked over at him once again and squinted.

"you have some nerve telling me that," i murmured. he seemed confused clearly forgetting about the girlfriend back home. when it came to just us, i noticed how he completely forgot about harper, like she meant nothing to him, "you have someone that's a little too into you back home, don't think i'm going to be your little side thing cause' that's not going to happen."

"i wasn't trying to flirt," he defended, "i just can't help it when it comes to you."

"ruel, do you mind? i'm trying to watch the movie," i snapped. maybe i was being a little harsh but i figured he needed it.

he leaned over the arm of the chair and into my ear, "can we step outside for a minute?" he whispered. i groaned and looked over at him.

"ruel-" he interrupted me by raising his eyebrows and cocking his head to the side. i rolled my eyes and stood up to head to the door. before stepping out, i tapped cameron's knee, "we'll be right back."

we waited for someone to start something. we huddled in the corner of a hallway while the walls vibrated with mumbled words and music from the movies. he frowned down at me with his arms crossed, "harper was a really laid back girl when we first met. i liked her a lot and then i commented on my sisters facebook post and she threatened to break up with me because of it."

why were we having a conversation about harper? i don't know. i was glad that his common sense was kicking in however. he needed to understand that she wasn't good for him.

"i mean, i got threatened because i commented on my sisters post! the comment wasn't even a compliment, adel!" he groaned, "i'm not going to cheat on her. i'm not going to do anything stupid but i just want you to know that i don't want her. i know it's been months since we last saw each other but i liked what we had, it was genuine. unlike harper and i."

i was interested, "how is your relationship not genuine?" i asked.

he shrugged, "i don't even know but it doesn't feel good to be with her," well, of course since she's a jealous bitch, "sometimes i just don't want to touch her or cuddle. so, i'll turn away from her but then she'll grab me and force me to touch her waist the same way i would with you. except, you didn't have to force me, i always wanted to."

i flashed a quick smile, "break up with her but don't think you can go directly to me after because i won't let you."

"i can't break up with her," he shook his head, "then she'll think i am in fact going after you and i'm afraid she'll wanna hurt you in some way."

"then don't and suffer."

he groaned and rubbed his face vigorously into the palms of his hands, "thanks for the help."

"you're welcome."