I looked up at my ceiling as tears were flowing down my face. I messed up. I loved him and I just let him slip threw my fingers.
I heard a knock on my door, "Come in." I choked out.
The door opened and my mom walked in. "Hi sweetie," I forced myself to smile. "I heard you come in late last night, what happened at Cameron's?"
"Something horrible," Tears exploded from my eyes; I couldn't hold them in.
"Can you tell me what?" She asked.
I nodded, "Cameron told me he liked me, then he kissed me, but I didn't know how to feel since we've been friends for so long. Then he said 'Let's just be friends.' And-and then I realized I liked him too."
"Sshh its ok. You'll be ok. Why didn't you tell him you liked him?" My mom asked me.
I thought for a second, "I honestly don't know, I was more heart broken and speechless when he said it."
"Sweetie its ok. Can I uh tell you something he told me?" I nodded. "Well, you guys have been friends for years, and last year he told me he liked you. I saw it coming since you've always been friends. But, he's been able to stay over often because I knew about it."
"That's it?" I asked.
My mom shook her head, "He also told me that and added 'I thought I'd tell you now because Nash likes her too.'"
"What?" I said astonished.
"Apparently Nash likes you to, and occasionally they have fights over you."
"Uhmm, can I be left alone? I have some texting to do," My mom nodded as she turned around to leave my room. I grabbed my phone and immediately texted Nash.
To Nash:
I need to talk to you, can you come over?
From Nash:
Sure.
I set my phone down. Sure? He's probably freaking out because I asked him.
I got up from my bed and walked downstairs. "Mom!" I yelled. There was no response. I just talked to her five seconds ago, where is she? I walked to the kitchen and saw a sticky note on the counter.
Amara,
I had a last minute call to work. Please behave.
Mom.
The front door suddenly received a knock. I walked to it and opened the door. Nash.
"Hi," I said as he ran inside and sat on the couch. "Uhmmm okay, come in." Nash looked at me, it was more like staring. "What?" I asked in a somewhat snotty attitude.
"Why'd you want me over?" Nash asked.
I took a deep breath, "I know you like me. And I know that you and Cameron fight over me."
"Oh," He replied turning his vision away from me.
"I'm sorry," I stopped. "But I like Cameron." I told him. I finally admitted it.
He looked more confused then upset, "Cameron told me you didn't, and that you guys would be just friends."
"Yeah...long story," I told him quickly unwilling to explain.
He had a look of confusion on his face but accepted it anyway, "Ok. Is that all you wanted to tell me?"
I thought for a second, then I nodded, "Yeah, I guess that's it."
Nash stood up and walked over closer to me, "Well I have something to tell you." He said inching closer to my face, he was to the point his lips brushed on mine.
What happened next I wasn't prepared for. He kissed me with his scratchy lips. This kiss made me sure I loved Cameron. I saw no sparks and when he pulled away I almost puked.
"Amara. I will never stop fighting to get you, even if you love Cameron," And with that, he exited my house.
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Vanquished (Cameron Dallas)
Fanfictionvan·quish [vang-kwish, van-] -verb (used with object) 1. to conquer or subdue by superior force, as in battle. 2. to defeat in any contest or conflict; victorious 3. to overcome or overpower #1 in Cameron Dallas 2014 #2 & #3 in Cameron Dallas 2015