Our Love Is Fading..

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*RACHELS POV*

*day 4 in Cali*

I woke up. It was about 11:00. Still no memory of Cameron. Did I love him? I don't know. To me, he was another stranger in the crowd.. I got up and saw Shawn..

"SHAWNIEEEE."

"RASHELLLL."

"What are you doing today?" I ask him.

"Hanging out with Ally." He says, blushing.

"No way." I say, covering my mouth.

"What?" He says, laughing.

"I was gone for 2 freaking months! You like Ally!" I say.

He was blushing uncontrollably now.

"YOU LIKE AL-" I say, yelling. He puts his hand over mouth, not letting me finish the sentence.

"Will you be quiet?" He asks.

I nod and he lets go of my mouth.

"You like Ally, omg.." I say, whispering. "When are you gonna tell her?"

"Tonight." He says.

"I ship you all."

"What if she doesn't like me?" He says, worried.

"Shawn, oh Shawn...who doesn't like you!? You got the looks, the smile, the hair, THE MUSIC, and talent, boyyy. Plus you are a little cutie. You'll do fine." I say, pinching his cheek.

"Ohh Rachel, you shouldn't of done that." He says, smirking.

"Shawn, I'm scared." I say, rolling my eyes and walking off.

He comes behind me and picks me up, where I'm on his shoulders.

"SHAWN PETER RAUL MENDES, PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT." I say, yelling.

"Say sorry."

"Let me think about...no." I say.

"Ok, fine." He was about to drop me, but he caught me. I wrap my arm around his neck, scared for dear life.

"Holy freaking Shawn, I'm sorry."

He lets out a chuckle and sits me down.

I don't have to worry about him liking me. I like Shawn, as a little brother. Only a brother type way. I know he feels the same. I'm his older sister.

"Mother freaker, are you gonna go to Ally's already!?" I ask.

"Yes, dim whit." He says, laughing and heading out of the door.

"Ok, have fun. But not to fun. Love youuuuuuuuu." I say.

"I guess I love you too." He says, rolling his eyes and shutting the door.

I'm in the apartment and I realize nobody was here except for Shawn and Aaron. Aaron walks down stairs.

"Ayeee." He says.

"Yo."

He gives me a blank stare. I nod my head no.

"Nothing?" He asks.

"Nothing. I don't remember Cameron."

He lets out a sigh. I jump off the couch to join him in the kitchen.

"Sooo, this is my apartment?" I ask him.

He nods "no".

"Oh shiz. Who is it then!??!" I ask.

"Cameron and yours." He says.

"That's why. Everything with Cameron, is pushed behind my head. I can't seem to remember him. Where is he anyway?" I ask.

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