I think I love you (Cameron boyce fanfic)

I Think I Love You?

Chapter 20

Cameron's POV:

When I got home after going to the Santa Monica peer with Alexya then dropping her off home, my mom and Aunt were waiting in the kitchen. "I don't like the girl," Aunt Beck says right as I enter the door. Her words slap me across the face faster than the speed of light. My mom stays quiet. "You can't say that," I say but it comes out more frustrated sounding. "She's a nice girl," I calm down. "Nice girls don't dress like boys," she said. "She was wearing a t shirt. Is that too manly for you?" I say. "Cameron!" My mom shouts across the room. "Speak to your aunt with respect," she says. "Wa-wa-why should I? She doesn't even know Alexya and she is judging her," I say. "Judging or not she's still your elder and you can't treat her that way do you hear me?" My mom says. I groan and walk up to my room. When I'm halfway up the stairs my mom shouts up to me, "Why do you care what your aunt thinks?" I try to ignore the question but it just keeps coming. "Because I love her," I say. Her, I mean as Alexya. I guess my aunt thought I was talking about her. "Awww I love you too," aunt beck says. I sigh and walk up to my room.

Alexya's POV:

Every second I wasn't with Cameron I wanted to be. Maybe I should call him right now, maybe I should go see him for a second time today. But the way his aunt was looking at me she didn't like me. I wanted to see him so bad. I look at the side of my room and see a pencil in the corner. That could be a great excuse to see him again, because he left his pencil with me!

Cameron's mom let me into the house and his aunt was still there. I walked up to his room to find him lying on his bed with his legs off the side of his bed and his forearm covering his eyes. "Cameron?" I say and step closer. He removes his arm and sits up on his bed. A stream of tears come down his eyes. "Are you ok?" I ask. "I'm sorry," he says. "For what?" I ask. "Everything," he says. "Ok..." I say. "I was going to say you left your pencil with me...but..." I say. "Do you wanna talk?" I ask. "Yea, I don't know much about you and I want to, can I ask you questions?" He says. "Ask away," I sit up with better posture and give a friendly smile. "Really personal questions," he says. "Well then I hope you aren't expecting answers," I say. We both laugh. I move more and sit cross cross in the middle of his bed on top of the sheets. "Alright, why do you like me?" He asks. This was such a hard question I didn't even know how to answer, why did I like him? His personality was so charming but his looks were just a good cherry on top. Was it his freckles or his all around image? "I don't know, you seem like one of those pieces of artwork people paint so the beauty is never forgotten," I say and quickly regret it as soon as the words come out. I slap my hand over my mouth. No one needed to know my soft side. He smiles. "That's too bad bc I don't like you," he says. I feel my face drop and look up at him in sorrow, but I understand if he doesn't. There isn't much to me that people can like. I have crazy hair, and hard to make friends with. "I think I love you," he says.

Cameron's POV:

She looks startled when I say this. But then she comes in for a hug. Then things get hot, she leans in to peck my lips then comes in again for a longer kiss. I don't care if I die today or tomorrow bc my life is complete right here and now. This kiss could have lasted me a lifetime of rain. Suddenly my door opens and Eli comes in! I didn't even hear him come into my house. I don't think Alexya heard him come into my room bc she continues to kiss me. "Holy....I'm sorry!" He says then backs away. She jumps up startled as he says that then backs up at least two feet away from me. "Oh! Well I should start heading off, bye Cameron! And um, bye," she bumps into Eli on her way out. "Dang..." Eli says as he sits down on my bed. "What did big haired Hollywood want?" He asks.

"Don't call her that, her name is Alexya. If I hear you call her that again I will kill you. I will go to jail for years and my mom will cry but I will kill you," I say frustrated. What am I doing? Eli is my best friend. He looks surprised but he doesn't answer me. "Well I guess I should start going then. I wanted to talk to you but I guess you aren't up for it," Eli says as he heads for my bedroom door. "No, Eli I'm sorry. I think I'm in love," I say. Eli sits back down on my bed. "I understand," he says.

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