The Best Friend => Sequel to The Sketch Pad

SnowFlakes

[THIS IS AN UPDATE! I didn't forget about you guys, I just still need time settling into my new school these guys are crazy its to funny 😂😂👌. Anyways here's the chapter you guys waited for! (Plus I JUST realized I've been making so much mistakes in my chapters 😂 I'll fix it!]

When I woke up I realized I wasn't in a trunk, I wasn't under the beautiful stars or wrapped in Cameron's arms, I was in bed.

My mind was debating on wether or not that was a dream or it actually happened.

I reached for the blanket, pulling it up, because I was cold. Then I realized the blanket was different. The design, the scent, I know it all. It was the blanket from yesterday at the truck. I must have fell asleep, and he brought me here. Aww, he's so sweet.

There was a silent knock at the door, and my head turned towards the clock to see what time it was. I checked, and it was six thirty a.m. Why do I even wake up this early?

"Come in!" I whispered/yelled. I didn't want to wake anyone else up. The door opened leaving a cold atmosphere. My bestfriend quietly walked in, closing the door behind him. He walked towards me, his eyes staring into mine intensely. The window was open, and I realized that it was snowing. I walked up to the window breaking away from his gaze. When my hands reached the window to close it, It was wet. I closed it, and noticed the floor around the window was wet as well.

Tiny flakes of snow gathered. I tried to pick one up, but with one touch they disappeared. It fascinated me how each snowflake was a different, it's own unique one. None of them ever the same. It's just like humans. There could be twins, but no ones ever the same. Close to it, but not it.

Suddenly his arms wrap around my waists from behind. His arms were warm, and heated my cold ones. His embrace was soft, and gentle even though he was so strong.

"Uhh-"

"Did you hug him?" I thought about it for a second thinking about what he was talking about. That's when it hit me. Of course he was talking about Cameron. I guess it would have been obvious, but hey, so much things are happening I need to take a sec- wait... Did he just ask if I hugged him?

I nodded.

Why would he even care? His grip around my waists became tighter as he nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck. His breath hitting my neck sent chills down my spine leaving my legs trembling.

"Did he hold your hand?"

I nodded again.

His hands reached for mine, rubbing his hands on my arms until they reach my hand, intertwining our fingers. Why is he doing all this? I don't understand. He shouldn't even care. If he's worried Cameron would outshine him, he doesn't have to worry he's always going to be my bestfriend.

"Did he kiss you?"

I nodded hesitantly.

I heard his heart beat fasten, and his chest pumping up, and down as he took in deep breaths. His hands left mine leaving them alone, his body got out of the embrace leaving mine cold. His hands reached my shoulders turning me around. They left from my shoulders, and made there way up to my cheeks, cupping my face. He slowly leans in, and I finally understand what he was about to do.

My mind was in full on panic mode, but my heart was pulling me towards him, telling me to go for it. I thought about Cameron, Carter, how will they feel? I shouldn't be taking these actions, but in the middle of this war with my mind and hear, my body froze unable to move.

Soon he got close to my lips our foreheads now against each other's. His lips just kilometers away.

He pulled back, and rubbed his forehead, running his other hand through his hair.

"Sorry."

With that he left, leaving me confused, puzzled, and all these mixed emotions.