|| desire » cameron dallas ||

Chapter - 18

-Emily-

Okay...so maybe going to see Cameron wasn't a good idea at all.

He is fucking jerking off, whilst imagining I'm with him.

Ew.

Although, the sight did turn me on a tiny bit. But other than that, ew.

Wait. 

Does this mean that Cameron likes me?

If he's thinking I'm 'doing the dirt' for him, then doesn't that mean somethin-

I heard him pant heavily as it sounded like what he was doing, was now finished. I moved backwards, but my foot accidentally landing on a creaking part of the floor.

"Shit." I quietly breath whilst grimacing, hoping that Cameron heard nothing. I heard footsteps roam his room, so me being the idiot I am, I swiftly run back; stumbling over my feet as I do so.

"Uh-Emily?" He whispered. "What are you-uh-doing?" He fretted, anxious to if I saw him...you know.

We were in complete darkness and the guest bedroom was only a second away from me. 

Maybe I could scoot into there and pretend to be asleep, like I didnt see him doing anything.

I very quietly crawled into the bedroom, climbing onto the bed then closing my eyes, like I was asleep. As I did so I could hear faint footsteps making their way into the room that I was staying in.

I could almost feel Cameron's presence as he entered my room, making little sound whilst doing so. I heard him breath as sigh of relief as he saw I was 'sleeping'.

He came in, making sure not to disturb me, and sat down on the end of my bed. 

All of a sudden, a flash appeared through my eyes as well as a camera shutter noise being projected through the room. 

Did he just fucking take a picture of me? Sorry, but I look ugly af when I 'sleep'.

The sound of him typing signalled that he was putting it onto his social media. I slowly sat up from 'sleeping' and fluttered my eyes open.

This is when 2 years of acting comes in handy because I could get away with almost any situation.

"Cam, what are you doing?" I asked, purposely croaking my voice, making it seem like I just woke up. 

My phone pinged, meaning that I had a notification. In fact, I had many. They were all on Twitter from Cameron's fans.

I opened up Twitter to se what they were tweeting about, then scrolled reading all, but some, sweet messages.

@CamDalBae : I totally ship #Cemily! @CameronDallas @emilyxford

@Mel.Parks : I'VE SEEN THE YOUTUBE VID, I SHIP #Cemily 2016!!! 😵 @CameronDallas @emilyxford

@CamsGal1991 : who is this bimbo? Keep her away from Cam...😒 

@Pugs_Hugs : @CameronDallas and @emilyxford are you 2 dating??

 @amber_may12 : I'm dying over #Cemily rn!!!! 😵😵😵😵 @CameronDallas @emilyxford

@JacobSartorius: Praying for #Cemily! 🙌😂 @CameronDallas @emilyxford 

I laughed at the last one, knowing that Jacob was one of Cam's friends.

I had received so many tweets form people and it was unbelievable, too many to read. I also gained tons more followers whilst the whole '#Cemily' was going on. Then as my eyes scanned my phone, they stopped on a certain name,

@CameronDallas : What a cutie 😉 

Was what he captioned the picture of me sleeping, smiling slightly as he took the photo.

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