My Forever (Harry Styles)

Look into the past (2)

2 years ago...

***Cameron's POV***

        *Ding ding*

        My phone woke me up and I couldn't help the groan of irritation to leave my lips. Thankfully she didn't wake up. I carefully dug out my phone from my pocket to retrieve my phone. I always hated it when I got texts from girls... well anyone really, whenever I was with her. I don't like distractions when I'm with her.

        Callie the screen read. Yeah I'm not surprised to get a text from her this early. She is an hour ahead considering she lives... well I forgot. Somewhere on the other side of the country. She's one of the many girls I text to get my booty pics from. What can I say? I like my booty just as much as the next guy.

        If Ariel were ever to find out that I did have all these girls, I don't know what I would do. I know she has her suspicions. She's caught me once before and I never intend on letting that happen ever again.

        Her long blonde hair was sprawled out on my bed. I hope she never cuts it. I absolutely adore her hair. It doesn't even bother me when it tickles my face in the middle of the night. It always smells like strawberries.

        *Ding ding*

        My phones goes off the second time reminding me that I got a text.

        Shit. That one woke her up this time.

        "Cam?" She stirs in her sleep and slowly opens her eyes, as she speaks my name in her raspy morning voice. God, she's so cute.

        "Yes?" I answer her.

        "Who is that texting you so damn early?" Shit. Fuck. Shit.

        "Just my mom." I quickly come up with a lie. I know she won't question it. At least not allowed. I know she's afraid of fighting with me and getting into an arguement. She's afraid of losing me.  

        "Oh, um, okay." She pouts her lower lip and fiddles with her fingers.

        "Come here." I say and beckon her to me. I open my arms and hold the blanket up for her to lay. She gives me a small smile before coming to me.

        "I love you." I say to sooth her obvious nerves. She always freaks out over the littlest things. Okay, maybe it isn't really that little but she doesn't need to know that.

        She looks up at me and smiles before responding. "I love you too."

 ***Ariel's POV***

        Do I believe that it was his mother? I don't know. I want to trust him, so I will. I don't really want to think about it so I push it to the back of my head.

        The only thing I can think about is his fingers doing their gentle assault to my exposed skin. I feel the goosebumps rise on my skin and the burning in my stomach. His touch never fails to make my body respond to him. I always become putty in his hands.

        "Don't let me go. Ever. Promise me?" I ask with a soft voice, looking up at him. The thought terrifies me more than anything.

        "How could I? I don't think I will ever have the physical restrain to keep myself away from you." He confesses with a smirk. The words send butterflies to the pit of my stomach.

        I smile in response and nuzzle myself closer into him.  In hopes of lighting up the mood I squeeze his sides. Knowing it's his most ticklish spot. He jerks away immediately, sending me into a fit of laughter. I go for it again but he catches my hand in his. I quickly use my other hand to do the job. He jerks away harder this time, sending him to sit straight up and grabbing both my hands in his.

        I'm laughing even harder now and he has a huge grin spread across his face. He pins my hands on either sides of my head and climbs on top of me. He looks me dead in the eyes and his face gets closer to mine. My laughter subsides as his face gets closer and closer. I barely notice him remove his hands from mine, but I stay frozen.

        Next thing I know, his fingers are now in my arm pits. I quickly put my arms at my sides and try to grab his hands. He won't have any of that. Instead he wraps his arms around my waist and holds me tight. He brings us up so we are in a sitting position and me pinned to him.

        His squeezing gets harder every second. "Are you done?" he asks between clenched teeth.

        "Yes! Yes! Let go!" I scream.

        He slowly lets me go and I seperate myself from him. Leaving a foot between us. We look each other dead in the eyes. Monitoring every move like a lion and its prey.

        I lunge myself at him as he does the same. Our laughter booms through the room as his body collapses onto mine. My head and shoulders are falling off of the bed as his head lays ontop of my stomach. My back arches as I feel myself slowly starting to slideoff the side of the bed. His arms are wrapped around my lower waist and his body weight lays on the lower half of me.

        "Cameron! I'm- I'm gonna- fall!" I say between my laughter. I feel the rumble of  his chest against me as he laughs even harder at my plea.

        "Okay I won't let you fall if you stop tickling me." He bargains with me.

        "Okay! I surrender!" I shout.

        I feel him pull one of his arms out from underneath me and held out in front of me. I quickly take his hand in mine as he pulls me up.

        He sits up on his knees and I mimick him. He cups my cheek with one hand as he looks into my eyes. "You're so cute Ariel."

        I feel the heat rush to my cheeks. "Shut up." I say with a small smile and look down.

        "Take the compliment." He says.

        I stick my tongue out at him like a child and pretends to slap me but only swings his hand in the air. I try to copy him and swing my hand in the air to pretend to slap him but he grabs my wrist before I can do so. He pulls my wrist, causing me to collapse into his chest.

        I hold myself up but keep close to him. Taking in the scent of his cologne. He brings his face closer to mine and this time I know he will go through with his intentions. His lips connect with mine.