Try to Fix You (Cameron Dallas)

Part 9

*beep beep beep*

I shoot myself up from my bed. It was all a dream. Cameron never found my blades or asked me the be his girlfriend. I must have fallen asleep after I got my drivers license.

I get up and get dressed into sweats and a hoodie.

*2 months later*

Cameron and I have been getting really close. I can say that he is my best friend. He is also my only friend. We are finally in Christmas break and I couldn't be happier. School sucks. Cam still doesn't know about my cuts. Hopefully he never knows.

I am sitting with Cameron in my living room watching the lovey dove you Christmas movies on the Hallmark channel while drinking hot cocoa.

"Megan these are stupid. We should watch Elf!" Cameron whines laying his head on my lap. Jeez his hair is soft.

"Come on Cam! They are cute!" I ruffle his hair.

"They are unrealistic! That would never happen in real life!" He argues.

"Fine." I roll my eyes and turn on Elf on Netflix.

I see him smile as he pulls his blanket on him, still with his head on my lap, like a little kid.

I smile, too. Christmas used to be my everything. I would go all out. When I was in foster homes, though, I shut Christmas out. Christmas is about family, and I didn't have any. Cameron makes me feel safe and warm. Like family would. So I am starting to celebrate it more.

My foster mom was away on a trip. She is adopting some kid from Maryland so I guess I'm going to have a "sibling." They are suppose to be back by Christmas Eve.

I feel my eyes getting heavy and soon I fall asleep.

~

I shoot up out of my bed, sweating. Another bad dream. They haven't been as frequent but they are still here.

I look around seeing I'm in my room, with Cam sleeping next to me in my bed. We do this all the time so it isn't awkward. I put my head in my hands to calm me down.

"You okay Megan?" I hear a soft voice next to me.

"Y-yeah." I murmur. "Just a bad dream." I look up to see Cameron looking at me.

He pulls my arm and I lay back down. He wraps his arms around me and we face eachother.

"Thanks." I say in the embrace.

"For what?" He whispers.

"For being here for me." Last thing I knew, I fell asleep in his hug.

~

I wake up, still in Cameron's arms. I tickle him lightly to wake him up.

"Megannnnn I don't want to get up." He groans.

"We have to make Christmas cookies!" I cheer. "I'm getting in the shower, you can take one in the one across the hall."

"What if I don't want to!"

"You should. You stink!" I laugh. I grab one of Camerons big sweatshirts I stole and black leggings and head to my bathroom. I turn on the water, strip, and step in the shower.

Once I'm done I dry off and change.

I walk out to Cameron with nothing on but a towel, laying on my bed.

I couldn't help but stare at his abs. Jesus.

"Put some clothes on dork!" I yell.

"You like it." He shows off his muscles.

"In your dreams. Hurry up so we can get started on the cookies we need to make 100!" I comb out my hair and leave it wet. I am donating some of the cookies to these kids I help at a foster home near me. They are sweet kids.

I run downstairs to get the cookie dough ready. Cameron soon comes down still with no shirt on.

I roll my eyes at him. Even though his abs are on point.

I could get use to him being shirtless- wait, what am I saying?!?

AN: I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING BUT I WILL BE MORE OFTEN NOW I LOVE YOU