A Bad Romance |C.D.

Chapter 2

Brooklyn's POV:

"Brookie," Jack G squealed landing on top of my body.

"Can't breath!" I said over dramatically.

"Whatever, Brookie the Beauty Queen," He said chuckling.

Ever since I was 5 Sam, Jack and Jack always called that because I won some fake pageant. It didn't count because the contestants in it were me, Sam, Jack and Jack. So I won.

"What do you want?" I asked shoving him off of me.

"You packed for tonight?" He asked.

"Yes," I said sighing, "you want to tell me why now."

"Because there is a MagCon Reunion tour and you get to come!" Sam squealed like a six year old.

"Really?" I smiling sitting up.

They both nodded at me with huge smiles on their faces.

"I can't even!" I said hugging them both.

"Guys we need to leave in 30 minuets," Cameron said walking into my room.

I pulled away from my brother and Jack G. and looked at Cameron.

I was still hurt from what he said earlier.

He was always nice to me around the boys. We just acted like regular friends. But what he said was just mean. I don't even know why he would say those kind of things about me. I've never ever thrown myself at him. And he can't stand me? Than why does he have sex with me several times a week? And since when does age matter to him? He's probably banged a sixteen year old!

"Okay now get out," I said glaring at him.

It was just me and Cameron now.

I guess the other two left during my thoughts on why Im so mad at this guy I'm in love with.

"Brook I-"

"Brooklyn," I corrected him, "and why would you want to be in a room with a girl that throws herself at you."

"I didn't mean it," Cameron said.

"Damn right you didn't," I said shutting my door then walking up to him, "because if I remember correctly your the one that came to my house, pushed me on my bed, and had sex with me."

I shoved his chest so he fell onto my bed.

"I can show you how it is to have someone throw themselves at you," I said straddling his waist.

I felt him harden under my as my hips landed on his.

I bent down and started kissing his neck. I felt his hands grab my hips as he slowly rocked my hips into his.

"Baby Girl," He moaned sending shivers all over my body.

I let out a moan as he made us grind harder and faster together.

"Guys we- Woah. Throwing herself at you my ass," Nash said causing me to shriek and jump off of Cameron.

"I um we," Cameron said shocked.

"You two have been hooking up," Nash said smirking at us, "you two a thing?"

"No," Cameron said causing me to look at the floor.

"Brook?" Nash questioned looking over at me.

"It's true," I said not meeting his eyes, "just don't tell anyone else if you don't want Sam killing Cameron."

"It's my little secret," Nash winked a us, "just don't get her pregnant, Cam."

Cam nodded before Nash walked out.

"That was close," Cameron said with a chuckle, "now where were we?"

"Your unbelievable," I said slapping his head, "now get."

"I'm really sorry what I said to the guys," Cameron said walking to my door, "I didn't think it was going to hurt your feelings or you would hear me."

"Why did you say it?" I asked still hurt.

"Because your brother thought I was hooking up with you. So I had to make it seem like I hate you," Cameron said.

"So now you hate me?" I asked even more hurt.

"Brooklyn, no," He said grabbing my hands, "just to the guys. Your an amazing friend."

"With benefits," I mumbled.

He winked before leaving my room.

*first stop: Dallas, Texas*

"Brookie!" I heard a girl's voice yell.

I turned around and saw red curly long hair.

"LOX!" I squealed hugging her.

Me and Mahogany meet at the last MagCon Event that we had and instantly became really close. She's the only one that knows about me Cameron (besides Nash), and that I love him.

"We have to room together," She said pulling away.

"Duh," I grinned as we made our way to the top floor.

The elevator ride was strangely tired since it was 3 am and we were all tired.

Before I walked into the room Cameron grabbed my wrist.

"What?" I asked.

Mahogany looked at me nodding before grabbing my bags and shutting the door.

"Are you still mad at me?" He asked.

"No," I said sighing, "just hurt."

"Dammit Brooklyn," He whispered yelled, "why do you care so much?"

"You wouldn't understand," I said ripping my wrist out of his hand, "you don't even care about a girls feelings. So talk to me when you aren't a complete dick!"

With that I walked into my room slamming the door behind me.

As soon as the door closed I busted into tears and Mahogany hugged me.

"I love him so much and he's just a dick," I cried into her shoulder, "he hates me. He doesn't even care. I'm just some sex god to him!"

"Maybe it would help if you told him that you loved him," She said causing me to pull away.

"Oh no!" I yelled, "that will make things worse! He will never talk to me again! We won't even be friends. I can't risk that."

Mahogany sighed, "just helping."

I sighed collapsing on my bed before falling asleep.