Forgotten ( Cameron Dallas )

chapter 32

I woke up in the hotel bed, completely uncomfortable.
I hate hotels lord.
the feeling sucks, really. all of these mixed emotions piling upon me like this is some dog pile kids did in kindergarten.
I slowly got up out of bed watching out for my back because it was really sore.
but i realize now, my life is like a reversed nightmare.
I opened the door to exit, and walked out following the sound of Cameron's voice. his voice was really loud, patient and angry.
I turned down multiple hallways until I finally saw him at the end of the hall, yelling at a girl.
I walked up to Cameron's left side and linked my arm with his.
the girl looked down at my arm and rolled her eyes.
who could he have met in the matter of 7 hours?
he doesn't remember anyone.
" who is she cam " she asked crossing her arms.
he eyed the girl and she seemed to understand, for as she nodded.
he seemed disappointed to tell her.
" why must you ask " I said smiling the fakest smile I could.
I felt Cameron's muscles tense up a second after I said that as if he was scared of what she might say.
I let go of his arms and walked away, looking around trying to find my hotel room, as I walked away I could hear the girl whisper and say " is that her? "
I reached the room and opened the door walking over to my phone.
I picked it up and went to my messages with nash, and saw what cameron had said.
I texted him hurriedly and said
Cleo/ nash I'm so sorry, I was asleep.
15 minutes later I got a reply.
Nash/ k
Cleo/ Nash please don't get short with me, honestly its not the best thing for us.
Nash/ ok
Cleo/ okay, bye.
Nash/ 🏃
I didn't want anything to end up like this, it's all my fault. this really could've been better. but now Nash is pissed off at me, and I have the slightest urge that cameron is cheating on me.
but. slowly the the years go by, and you lose the friends you never thought you would.
The sad truth is, that there are some people who will only be there for you as long as you have something they need, and when you no longer serve a purpose to them, they leave. The good news is,if you tough it out, you can eventually lead these people out of your life and be left with some great people you can count on. We rarely lose friends, or lovers, we just gradually figure out who the real ones are.
when I'm alone, I think, when I think, I remember, when I remember, I feel pain, when I feel pain, I cry, and when I cry, I can't stop.
some people come into our lives, and quickly go, some people stay for a while, and leave footprints on our hearts, and we never feel the same.
I sat on my bed, knees to my chest, head in my knees, pondering and processing all of this nonsense together.
I heard the door slowly creak open, and I saw Cameron's figure appear in the doorway.
I got under the covers and rolled onto my side, facing away from him.
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I'm seriously on a writers block I have no idea wtf