Just A Roomate [DISCONTINUED]

Chapter 4.

Shocked was not the only word that described me right now. The pit of my stomach fillled with butterflies and not the good ones. They were the kind that made you anxious and empty inside. Jase is still in love with her? I cannot believe this right now.

For about an a hour or so, the boys continued on with their conversation ranging from many different subjects. I, on the other hand, just sat there thinking about Sam and Jase. What did Sam reply? What did he reply? Does this mean they're back together?My mind was going rampant with negative thoughts.

"Cameron?" Nash called waving his hand in my face. I looked up to see all eyes on me waiting for a response.

"What?" I say, rather dazed. It's like I was just snapped out of a trance.

"Erm, its getting pretty late dude. I think that we're just going to leave now." Nash said standing up with the rest of the boys. I glanced up at the clock that read 10:04 and turned back to they boys.

"Its not even that late but whatever." I said standing up giving them each a 'bro hug'. Just as they were about to leave, I called after them.

"Taco bell money!" I said walking towards them with my hand out.

"We gotta go. Bye!" Matt calls before running out the door with the other guys. Damn it, I should've known that they wouldnt pay for their own shit. Looks like I have another things on my worry list. I can put this right under my Jase problem. What am I going to do about that?

Samantha's POV:

I groaned at the sound of the noisy construction workers doing their jobs right outside the apartment. Jesus Christ, can they not do this at 9 in the morning. Besides that, I smiled at the fact that jase still loved me. Or at least claims he loves me after years of not seeing each other. I decided not to respond to jases text letting him believe that I fell asleep or something. Hope fully he didn't think I ignored his text because I am afraid that he still loves me, which is half true. I didn't respond to him which now made me feel a little sad that I didnt because I'd really like to start over..maybe.

After I got ready for the day, I put on a smile walking downstairs. I was honestly dreading the speech I know Cameron's going to give me about jase. Even though it wasn't jases fault that he had to move away, Cameron still says that either way he broke my heart and he doesn't deserve me. Jase and I talked about a long distance relationship, but who were we kidding? We weren't fit for that emotional heavy-duty stuff. After awhile, jase just slowly started to fade away into the past. Known as my ex.

Once out in the living room, I spotted Cameron sitting on the couch leaning over his knees and tieing his shoe. He heard my footsteps apparently and looked up with a straight face, then looked back down at his shoes. Um okay?

"Good morning, crabby pants." I say trying to lighten up the tension in the atmosphere. Speaking of tension, where is my over exaggerated and long speech?

"Mornin.'" he answers, pushing past me to get to the door. Why is he in such a dick mood? I tried to hold back my shouting at him and let it slip out of my mind.

"Where ya going?" I ask, Turing around to face him. He looked at me before heading saying something. "Where does it look like I am going?" he sasses like it was the most obvious thing in the world. I took a glance at his appearance before he left, shutting the door behind him. He was wearing black Nike shorts with a grey lightweight T-shirt and his original tennis shoes. I guess he's off to the gym.

Camerons POV:

I honestly don't know why I was so rude to Samantha this morning. I think I am just lashing out all of my hurt and anger on her. I mean I am not angry but just a little mad because of what jase said. But that wasn't what Samantha did so why was I so rude to her this morning? That's no way to treat the girl I want to stop from getting back together with her ex, because I want her to be mine and only mine

Not Jases, or anybody elses. Just mine.

Way to go Cameron, that was a dick move.I stayed at the gym for a good hour and a half working away any leftover anger or hurt from that one simple 'I still love you' message sent from Jase. I decided I was going to apologize to sam and just give her my normal speech in jase and how he broke her heart. Because I know that he didn't just move to new York for his dad, but for something else.

I walked into my house, eyes locked on the two figures sitting on the couch, jaw tensing and my hands clenching at the sight. What the fuck is wrong with my luck these days?