*Recap*
"Hi their." I red haired girl came by and stopped infront of our lockers.
"Hi." I said shyly
"No!" Taylor said and covered my eyes. "No, hes reserved lady!" He said to the girl and dragging me elsewhere.
*End of Recap*
(Alison's P.O.V.)
"Chocolate right?" My mom asked looking at all types of flavors at the display.
"Uh yeah." I nod and she smiles.
"One chocolate and the other vanilla." My mom says and the guy nods and starts prepairing them. My mom pays and the guys gives us the ice cream. We walk around the colorful store and sit down.
"So Ali tell me about that boy." My mom smiled.
"Mom i thought you were mad about that." I said raising an eyebrow.
"Well i am but you want to hear the back story." She wiggles her eyebrows and takes a bit of her ice cream.
"Well fine." I started off and said evetything their had to be between me and Cam.
"Oh my god are you serious! So hes famous! And he was going to ask you out but you left!" She said shocked like a teen girl again.
"I didnt just leave! I was mad and i didnt know he was going to ask me!" I laughed at her expresion.
"But how did you find out he was going to ask you out?" My mom said tossing the remains of icecream to the trash.
"His friend Shawn told me." I shrugged remembering it all.
"Is he famous too?" My mom asked like she was dreaming.
"Yeah mom he is." I laughed.
"Oh honey no wonder why you guys didnt talk at the dinner! Im so sorry."
"Its ok, mom."
"But listen baby, so what he was famous so what you left if he did really like you hed be texting you right now trying to explain everything." My mom said sitting in the stool once again.
"How would i know i dont have my phone!" I said crossing my arms. Is she serious!
"Well then... fine." She said and digged in her purse. "Here. But only because i trust you!" She said and i smiled and nodded.
I checked my messages and their were none. Non from Cam... non from Bea... nothing from no one.
"He hasnt texted." I shrugged
"Well we can always look for other boys." My mom said pulling me by my arm.
"Mom! What are you doing!" I asked as we practicaly ran out of the ice cream shop.
"Looking another boy for you."
Me and my mom walked around the whole mall and she kept bothering me.
"What about that guy?"
"That one fits perfectly with you."
"Ew no not that one."
"Oh that one reads must be inteligent."
"That one has big biceps."
"Mom no." I laughed.
"Hey would you like to meet my daughter?" My mom went to a group of boys. I covered my face and walked a bit further. Oh my god.
I bumped into someone. I looked up at a blonde guy with small brown eyes. Ive seen him before.
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Rather be (Cameron Dallas Fan Fic)
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