The bestfriend (Cameron Dallas)(boyxboy)

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Harry's POV

Cameron and I were currently in my room procrastinating the amount of homework we have.

"HARRY GET ME FOOD" Cameron groaned.

"Your legs aren't broken, go get it yourself" I laughed.

"UGGH I'm so bored" Cameron groaned again.

"Entertain yourself" I told him.

"I can't it wouldn't be appropriate" he smirked.

I thought about it for second, then my eyes widened at the sudden realization.

"I'm joking" he laughed.

"I'm going to raid your fridge you want anything" Cameron said getting up from my bean-bag chair.

"No I'm fine, thanks" I said.

"No problem" he said walking out the door.

I was sitting on my phone scrolling through Instagram when I heard a bang coming from downstairs.

"CAMERON IS EVERYTHING ALRIGHT?" I yelled. There was no answer.

I jumped off of my bed and walked out off my room and down the stairs. I walked towards the kitchen and saw my fridge open.

"Cameron you left the fridge door open!" I yelled closing it. Still no answer.

All of a sudden I hear a loud bang coming from the living room. I quietly walk over there grabbing a bat from the closet on my way there. You'll never know when you have to beat the shit out off someone, I might have to beat a axe murder.

I saw my couch flipped over.

"What the" I whispered yelled.

I hear a loud bang again and two arms wrapped around my torso.

"Boo" Cameron yelled.

I scream bloody murder and wack Cameron across the face with my bat, and he falls on the floor.

"Cameron!!" I yelled going to his side.

"Your nose is bleeding" I panicked I guided him to the bathroom upstairs since there isn't a bathroom downstairs.

I told him to sit on the bathroom sink, I went and got a warm towel and started dabbing around his eyes and nose since that's were its most swollen.

Cameron started to chuckle making me chuckle.

"Damn can you swing a bat" Cameron laughed.

"I bet it didn't even hurt" I laughed.

"Are you kidding me, your hear cleaning up my swollen eye and bloody nose. I think it hurt pretty bad" Cameron laughed.

I laughed. "You have a cut just above your eyebrow, let me clean it up and then I'll put some rubbing alcohol so it won't get an infection" I said grabbing the rubbing alcohol.

"What ever you say Dr. Harry" he laughed.

I put some rubbing alcohol on a another towel and started dabbing his cut.

Cameron winced. "That stings" he laughed.

I went in between his legs so I can get a better angle, to clean his cut.

"Cameron stop moving" I said.

"I'm sorry it just hurts really bad" he laughed.

"I'm sorry I'm almost done" I said.

When I was almost done cleaning his cut, Cameron started tickling me.

I was laughing uncontrollably, and I accidentally poked his eye.

"God dammit Harry, your hurting my body" Cameron laughed.

"Im sorry let me look at it" I laughed looking at his eye. It's only a little red.

"You have really nice eyes" Cameron said.

I don't have colored eyes. I have brown poop eyes.

"Unless you think my ugly poop eyes are nice, then thank you" I laughed.

"Your eyes aren't ugly there really pretty, anybody can get lost in them" he smiled.

I looked him in the eyes. I never got a chance to actually see every single one of his facial features, his sharp jawline, his pink plump lips, and those dark brown eyes that have a hint of sparkle in them.

I didn't realize I was staring at him for a long time. I looked down at embarrassment and my cheeks turning a light shade of red.

He brought his finger to my chin and lifted my head up gently, locking eyes again.

"Don't look down I was enjoying the view" Cameron smirked.

"Shut up" I laughed smacking his chest.

"Come on let's go get something to eat" I said putting the dirty towels in the dirty clothes hamper.

"Oh come on we were having a moment here!!" Cameron said.

"I'm not gonna have a moment with a guy I just beaten with a baseball bat" I laughed walking out of the bathroom and downstairs.

"But I don't wanna go out" Cameron whined flipping the couch back to its normal place and sitting on it.

"Fine then I'll make us something" I said going to he kitchen.

"Hey where's your parents anyway" Cameron yelled.

"They went to go bail my aunt out of jail. Apparently she gave a guy a concussion for taking her nachos at the club" I laughed.

"I can see where you got your violence from" Cameron laughed coming in the kitchen.

I grabbed the pasta noddles and the tomato sauce out of the fridge and cabinet and garbed a bowl and poured some water inside. I put the bowl on the stove so it can boil.

"Oooooo your making spaghetti" Cameron squealed and clapped like a little girl.

"Yes I'm making spaghetti" I laughed.

"You know in all these years of us being best friends I never saw you cook" Cameron said.

"Really I cook a lot actually, sometimes I even cook for my family" I said.

"Well you better not ruin my taste buds" Cameron said.

"I'll try not to" I smirked.