Our Scars (A Cameron Dallas Fanfic)

Party (Chapter Four)

Micah's POV

It's Friday the night of the party. I'm so nervous. It's 7:18pm. What if it's just set up? What if I go there and then they embarrass me? No, I'm not going. Yes, I am. This is my last chance to be something more. I stood in front of my mirror lifting up dresses, comparing them. I finally chose a cute, red, strapless dress, red sandals. and put on a gold bracelet. I put on bright red lipstick to finish it off. I looked in the mirror one last time and headed out. My mom thought I was going to a dance, but no, I'm going to a party. Oh my God, I'm really doing this. I looked at the directions that she forward to everyone. 3321 Parkinson's Street. Cars filled the street. I found Cameron leaning against his car. He saw me and smiled. "Change much?" He laughed. I looked at the ground. "Is this too much?" I nervously asked. "No, you should see what some of these other girls are wearing." We walked into the house. Everyone was drinking and grinding on each other. Cameron held my hand. I looked at him and smiled. He's actually really nice. I started walking to the drinks. He pulled me back. "What are you doing?" I questioned. "Please don't drink. Your better than that. C'mon lets just go home." He insisted. "No, I'm tired of being known as the quite girl! This is the only night I have to actually be someone else! I'm drinking!" I snapped. I pulled my arm away from him and ran to the drinks. Drink after drink I got more drunk. I started dancing and getting wild. Guys started dancing on me. I didn't care, this was going to be the best night of my life. I got passed more drinks. Of course I gulped them down and continued being reckless. I found myself in front of Cameron. "Why aren't you dancing?!" I screamed over the music. "Because I don't want to." He said. "C'mon this is the only night we can actually be someone else. Just for a couple of hours pleassseeeee." I begged. "No." he simply replied. "Fine then." I yelled and went back to get yet another drink. People finally accepted me, I'm not going to waste these few hours watching everyone have fun. I started dancing again. A tall, blonde haired, blue eyed guy came up to me. "Hey! What's your name?" He asked. "Micah, your's?" I responded. "Brandon. Wanna go upstairs?" He bit his lip. "Um sure, I guess." I said. He held my hand and guided me up the steps. What is he doing? Why is he bringing me up here? We went into one of the big bedrooms. He closed the door and locked it. I sat on the bed; so did he. He started kissing me. I don't really mind, I mean he's not gonna get lucky with me. He thought otherwise. He started pulling up my dress. "Stop it." I demanded and pushed his hand down. He softly laughed and pulled up my dress more and more. "I said stop it!" I yelled. I tried getting up but he pushed me back down on the bed. He continued pulling up my dress. I screamed, and screamed, and screamed. No one heard me. Is he really going to do this to me?

A/N:

Hey guys I hope you enjoyed this story part ☺️ I said it was going to be long, but I'm making it into two chapters. Lmao to keep you on a cliffhanger. Pls follow me on twitter @camsamiracle 😜 I'm going to be updating more tonight guys, I love you 😚 btw the outfit of the party was inspired by Jade Butterfeild's graduation party dress in the movie Endless Love ❤️

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