Perks of Being a Grier (A Cameron Dallas Fanfiction)

Chapter 30

I've been standing here, pushing off crazy fans for what feels like an hour. Usually I'm not alone in these situations. I'm usually with the other guys. Paige is still missing, and I'm getting pissed.

I pushed my way through the crowds and got upon a coffee table in one of the sitting areas in the halls.

"GUYS!" I shouted as loud as I can.

The chatter slowly dies down as people notice I am on a table with probably a really pissed facial expression.

"I will get to you. I promise. But first, I need to find Paige."

I turn around on the table, and scan the crowd. Towards the back of the group I see Danny and Kevin pushing their way through the crowd. They get to the foot of the table, and stop.

"Cam, wheres Paige?" Kevin asks me.

"I don't know." I say. "I lost her in the crowds."

Danny and Kevin's eyes grow wide. Out of the corner of my eye I see movement.

I turn and see Paige making her way towards the table. I quickly walk to the edge and take her hand, pulling her up onto the table. "Are you alright?" I say pulling her into a hug.

"Yeah." She replys. I pull away, and look at the crowd, just silently watching. "So, everyone take 2 big steps back."

The crowd moves back, and we both hop down off the table, standing between Danny and Kevin.

"Everyone line up, and we will take a few at a time." I say. Almost instantly the girls rush to form a line that extends back to the end of the hallway.

Paige's POV

The line was soo long, and I felt that this will take forever. Kevin lets a group of 5 girls towards us, and Danny takes all their phones and takes a picture of all of us.

And it goes like that. Group after group. Some wanted individual pictures with us, and some wanted signatures.

After about 45 minutes everyone seemed to clear out, so Danny and Kevin left to help Taylor, Jacob, and Aaron.

"I think it's time for Starbucks." Cam says.

"YES!" I shout. I got a few stares from some older people, but other than that, nothing.

I take off in a sprint. After about 10 seconds I look back at Cam who is just standing there.

"Come on!" I shout.

"Starbucks is this way!" He yells back.

"Oh." I say to myself. I start running towards him.

About halfway there I give up on running and start walking.

"Hurry up!" He shouts.

"I can't. I'm tired." I whine.

Once I get to him he bends down, and tells me to get on his back. I jump on, and he stars walking towards Starbucks.

"I really don't wanna tell fans, because I just wanna enjoy my Starbucks." I say.

"That's fine by me." Cam says.

"K good." I say.

We walk into Starbucks, well more like he walks. I'm still on his back. He sets me down, and we get in line. He orders a Captain Crunch Frappuchino, and I order a Mint Mocha Frappuchino. I insist on paying for at least mine, but he quickly pulls out his wallet and hands the worker his card before I can even react.

"When are you going to let me pay for something?" I ask.

"When you stop wanting to pay for stuff." He replies back.