Cameron Boyce Short Stories

Caught Up Part 8

China

I awoke, blurry eyed to Cameron, not in bed, but sitting over on a chair, putting his sneaks on.

"Hey.." I mumbled. "Where you going?"

"Hey, chocolate drop." he said, smiling at me. "I told Brenna last night that I'd go on one of our early bird walks with her. I'm so fucking hungover. I need it."

"Cam it's like 6:30." I said, looking at my phone. "Can't it wait another hour or two."

"Has to be as the sun is coming up." he said, standing up.

"Okay, so first of all." I said, my eyes finally focused. "Where is your shirt? Take those gray sweats off because I can see your print from a mile away." He laughed, biting his lip.

"No shirt because it'll be warm by the time we get back. And you know I like my gray sweats." he said back.

"Wear shorts." I said, blinking, starting to get up and walk towards him, putting my hands in the waist band of his sweats.

"Come onnnnn." he whined. "I got my sneakers on and everything already. Like you said it's 6:30. Ain't nobody gonna be outside to stare at my print. Only old people doing their morning jog."

"You're lucky you're cute." I said, placing my lips on his.

"Just cute?" he mumbled in our kiss.

"Fine." I said back. "Maybe sexy."

"Maybe?" he grinned.

"Get over yourself." I said, grabbing him between his legs.

"Sure you want to do that while I'm in my gray sweatpants." he said, clearing this throat.

"Or you could just stay with me." I said.

"It's rude to stand people up, China." he said, running his hands through his hair.

"Ugh, you're too nice, Cameron." I said back. "Why can't you go tomorrow or some shit."

"We both can't be equal in terms of niceness, so it works out." he said back. "Plus, I could use this walk. It'll help my hangover. Do you wanna go?"

"Hell no." I said. "I'm going back to sleep. Y'all have fun."

"Okay then." he grinned. "I'll be back soon. I love you."

"I love you too." I said back before climbing into the bed. Waiting until he was all the way out the door, I put my face in his pillow, squealing. I was happy. He was mine again and I don't plan on fucking anything up this time. I trust him, 100% because I know that he'll make the right decisions. He always has and that's why so many people love Cameron. It's why so many people trust him with their secrets, trust him to follow through with his promises, and he makes the vibe in any room, great. He was a treasure every girl scrambled to get their hands on, but in the end, I won. I know where my heart belongs.

I really wish he didn't leave to go on that walk though. I woke up, instantly thinking of last night, every moment replaying in my head, in detail. I wanted him, again. But since he wasn't here, the need for sleep was more overpowering, so I let my eyes close. I woke up again, about 2 hours later and Cam still wasn't back. So much for I'll be back soon, huh? He loves the outdoors though, so I don't blame him. As I was getting dressed, I heard someone, sounded like Booboo, shouting my name from downstairs.