Temptation

Chapter 23

*songs for this chapter*

Lovesick Fool - The Cab

Use somebody - King of Leon

Half a Heart- One Direction

**Cameron's POV*

Complications.

Life is full of them, mine are an ongoing cycle of fucking shit up. Complicating things with everyone I care about is a never ending surge.

This is one of those moments, when I sit in my room, alone. I sit here thinking of all the mistakes I've made, and if theres anything I can do fix them. I'm sitting here wishing I was someone else, someone who is worthy of loving someone, and being loved back. I wish I wasn't such a fuck up. I wish I had the girl I liked here next to me, in my arms right now. I just... I wish I could be worthy of her.

At this moment all I wanted was her. I didn't need anything but her. She slowly became a huge part of my life. And now that she's left, I feel like she took something with her, and I don't know what the fuck that is. In all of the time that I've been doing these shitty ass games, never did I expect to feel this way towards anyone. Until now that I do and it scares the shit out of me. Especially because Im uncertain of what these feelings are.

A knock on the door startled me as it interrupts my deep thoughts. The door to my room opens slowly, and hope fills my veins. All of this time I've been hoping that maybe Alice will come around. That maybe Taylor was lying all of this time. But she's only proved him right, she hasn't texted, called, and it seems like she's out of my life, for good. I guess this is how it's all supposed to be.

"Hey man." Taylor smirks walking into the room.

"Sup," I say, turning the volume of the television down.

"There's someone here who would like to see you." he says, and my heart drops into my stomach. I pray silently, hoping it might be Alice, but of course I find myself deeply disappointed when I see Alexa.

"What does she want?" I roll my eyes annoyed.

"Umm. You know I can hear you right?" she arches her brow at me.

"whatever..." I shrug. I can care less what she thinks of me.

"Look man, this..." he points at my disaster of a room. "this isn't normal. you've been in you're room for nearly a week straight. What's up with you man? Don't you think it's time to get a life?" Taylor asks, and my face twists in anger.

"Why do you care?" I snap. Taylor out of all people, shouldn't give me shit. He's a much more worst person than me.

"I'm just saying dude, it's time to move on. She obviously already did." he begins, and I stand up from my bed.

"This is none of your fucking business." I say through gritted teeth.

I'm tired of this shit, of him, or everything. I just want to be alone. Why don't people get that?

"Woah! Calm down dude!" Taylor raises his hands in the air, but yet he still looks amused, like he enjoys to see me like this.

"I'm calm, I just don't want to talk about her." I state.

"I get it man. But she wasn't even that hot anyway." He smirks, trying to make a joke. But it's obviously not working, it just makes me more upset.

"Just leave." I glare at him, but he doesn't move. "Leave!" I say, this time much more sternly and loudly.

"You know what? Maybe you don't deserve her. Maybe this is why she left you." He states, and I completely lose it.

"Get the fuck out!" I shoot him
Ice cold daggers. I swear I'm going to kick his ass.