Chapter 21

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Grace's POV:

I'm still lying on my bed in tears when I hear the guys get back. There's a lot of commotion downstairs. 'We're home,' Carter and Matt yell up. 'And we're in the living room,' Nash adds. I wipe my eyes and get up.

I put on a hoodie to hide my fresh cuts and go into the hall. I go down the stairs. I get just before the doorframe when I realise that not just Cash and Marter are in there. Shawn, the Jacks, Aaron and Taylor are also in there. 'Nope. Not happening. No no no,' I say turning around and walking back upstairs.

Taylor's POV:

'We're home,' Matt and Carter yell as we walk inside the apartment. 'And we're in the living room,' Nash adds. Shawn looks at them crazily. 'Aren't we the only ones here,' Gilinsky asks? 'Oh no,' Cam says, 'we have someone else staying here.' 'Who,' I ask? 'Don't worry,' Nash says flopping down on the couch.

We all start chatting about random stuff. A moment later we hear a girl mutter, 'nope. Not happening. No no no.' I turn and look. A girl glances round before turning and going upstairs. 'Who was that,' Johnson asks? 'She looks familiar,' Shawn says quietly. Cam leaps up and rushes out. 'Gracie,' he yells running upstairs.

Cam's POV:

'Gracie,' I yell running upstairs. I get to her door. I knock gently. 'Go away Cameron,' she says sniffing. She never calls me Cameron. I open the door and see her on her bed crying. I go over and sit next to her. 'Hey what's wrong,' I ask?

'Everything,' she says sobbing harder. I wrap my arms around her and pull her closer to me. She sobs into my chest. 'Whats everything,' I ask her? 'My parents. The hate I keep getting. Me ruining your life,' I cut her off. 'You didn't ruin my life,' I tell her. 'But I did. I'm a worthless girl with nothing but a sob story,' she says.

'But your not. Your much more than that. I've known you a week and I can see your am amazing, beautiful girl,' I say. 'Stop lying. I'm not beautiful and no one will love me,' she says, 'I'm a suicidal girl with scars.' 'Show me,' I say. She looks at me confused? 'Show me your scars,' I say. She rolls up her hoodie sleeves. There are hundreds of scars there and 8 new cuts. I kiss each of her scars.

'Your perfect just the way you are. Don't ever forget that,' I say hugging her tightly.

(A/N: Is it weird that I can literally imagine Cam saying that. Just picture it.
He comes across a girl and she's crying. She tells him that she's worthless and no one loves her. So he says 'your perfect just the way you are. Don't ever forget that.')

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