He looks at me, but only for a short time. A glance, a little meeting of our eyes. Then he looks away.
We've been in love, we've been with each other, holding one tight and never wanting to let go. We've been in our best times and worst. I love him and he loves me back.
But now, it doesn't seem like it.
As our on-and-off relationship continues on our lives get harder every day. Having MagCon, school, and performances is a lot to handle.
It becomes a quest of getting each other back.
Taylor, he considers himself as the hottest boy in school, and I can't argue with that. He possesses this massive ego, despite being stuck in the closet. He smiles and laughs, but it's different. He doesn't do it with me anymore. I remember when we used to cry of laughter together, smile, giggle, and plant little kisses on each other's nose and lips.
He's changed.
He may like someone else now, maybe in his mind we've already broken up. I know that, because he looks at other people.
The way he used to look at me.
It only took one summer to change everything. Now Camden is just trying his best to carry on with life like normal, but that's a little tricky when his memories keep haunting and some nights are so bad that sleep evades him completely. He can't even imagine how much worse it would have been if Mateo hadn't been there. But that was the summer before and Mateo's been gone for the whole year since.
What happens when Mateo comes home, and how will Cam ever face him again?
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'He looked mostly the same as last summer, older maybe, definitely more tanned. He'd grown his hair out a little longer, so it hung lower in his eyes now. I'd seen him post a picture with his hair like that a few months ago and decided to grow mine out too. I wonder when he looked at me, did he see me as I am now, or did he see me as I was then, that night?'
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TW: sexual assault