Ch. 9

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"Do you need anything before I leave?" I am running late dashing around my dads room like a mad woman gathering my homework shoving it into my bag. I fell asleep on the floor and my body is feeling it big time. I feel like I have been hit by an eighteen wheeler and drug a few miles.

"No kiddo I am good. I can still do stuff for myself. Now go you are stressing me out." My dad laughs shaking his head in disbelief.

"I know but I want to do stuff for you." I sigh in relief once I had all of my stuff back in my backpack.

"Well I want you to go to school and have a normal childhood looks like we are both set up for disappointment. Now go. I will be here when you get home. I love you!" My dad clapped his hands rushing me.

"Okay okay! I love you!" With that I bolt out of his room and out of the house and jumped into my car and started the short drive to school. I pulled into the parking lot and parked my car. Seeing everyone standing around laughing and carefree makes jealousy stir in the pit of my gut. Most days I am able to force the thoughts away but some days it's hard. How is it possible that life can be this way? How is it that some people can be so happy while others are clinging to life as they know it?

"You okay there Cammy?" I hear a deep voice ask snapping me out of my thoughts. There in all his glory was Will wearing dark wash ripped jeans, a light grey v-neck, and his leather jacket and converse instead of boots. He looked good, better actually if that was even humanly possible.

"What did you call me?"

"Cammy." He says again nonchalantly. The morning sunlight dancing off of his brown eyes making them look like little pots of honey with little green speckles in them.

"Ew don't call me that!" I shudder. My name is Cameron and that's what people call me except for my parents and Elise who call me Cam.

"Why not? It's cute." I rolled my eyes and started walking into the school building. He shrugs throwing his arm over my shoulder casually. He gives my body a gentle pull as he starts to lead us towards the school. We fell into stride as we walked together much closer to one another than I cared for. 

"I wouldn't say it's cute." I ignore the stares we are getting. I tried shimmying out from under his arm but all that did was make him tighten it so I left it.

"I would Cammy." The more he called me Cammy the more I hated it. What's this guys deal? Is he out to annoy me? Because if he is it is working extremely well.

"People are staring." I blurt.

"I thought you didn't care what people thought." He has a point, I don't but the last thing I want is to be the talk of the school for being the girl hanging off of Will Foley's arm.

"I don't I just don't want unnecessary drama." I look around to see if people were staring and the amount of people looking had doubled. I tried to move from his grasp again needing to put some distance between us. Having him this close to me, being able to smell his cologne was enough to cloud my judgment. His scent was hard to explain, it was strong with the perfect mixture of woodsy and citrus, just one whiff and you're addicted.

"I will let go of you on one condition..." He count offers and his tone spiked my interest.

"And what would that be?" I hmm my brain started to go into overdrive.

"Let me take you somewhere after school." Is he insane? No way.

"What?"

"I want to take you somewhere..." My phone vibrated in my pocket and panic that something might have happened to my dad stops me in my tracks so I stop and pull my phone out from my back pocket to check it.

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