You sat on the couch eating some peanut butter cups. Cameron walks in and slams the door.
"So your cheating on me?!" He screams.
"No Cameron." You say like this happens everyday. Well, it does.
"Explain this." He says throwing a magazine by your feet, you look at it.
"That's my friend Connor. We went shopping for my date with you that you forgot about." You said blankly.
"Your a slut." Cameron says.
"Okay." You say.
"You need to make up your goddamn mind."
"Okay." You say.
"What wrong with you?" Cameron asks.
"Nothing. I'm just so used to this, I've given up crying about it." You say. Cameron's features soften.
"And this is when I pack my things. Leave. Then you charm me. And I come back. But I'm not coming back Cameron. Nothing is going to work this time." You say. You walk upstairs and start packing.
"I'm sorry y/n!" Cameron says.
"Whatever." You say. You finish packing.
"I'll be back tomorrow for the rest" you say.
"Y/n! Don't leave!" Cameron pleads.
You look at him,"Okay" you say.
"Really?" Cameron smiles.
"No. This happens everyday, and I'm done with it. Goodbye."
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