Cameron Dallas Imagines

Imagine #24

So this is the sequel to the next part since I had left it on a cliffhanger kind of 😅 But since you guys wanted a part 2, that's what I'm doing. Hope you enjoy.

     You ran out of the coffee shop, tears falling down your cheek. When you were already down the street, turning the corner, it starting raining. "Fuck.." You mumbled under your breath. You started running again, trying to get home as fast as possible, not even caring that you were going to get sick. In at least 15 minute, you were at home. When you stepped in the house and closed the door, the first thing you did was to slide down the door. You started crying, breaking down, yelling, shouting and stomping like a child having a tantrum. You were thinking of how this ex of Cameron's had so much will power to make you break down and act so nervous so easily. It wasn't even you in that photo, so why did you feel guilty? That was what you were thinking, trying to answer that complicated question. After trying to answer that question, you started feeling exhausted, that you didn't even notice that you fell into a deep slumber.

His POV:
     "I SAID LEAVE!!" I yelled to Y/n. She ran out the coffee shop, crying. I didn't know what I felt as I yelled to her in front of so many people. Anger? Sadness? Disappointment? I couldn't even think properly. After seeing her leave, I turned around to see Layla smirk, before it disappeared. "Why are smirking?" I asked, clueless. "Oh nothing, I just didn't even think you would still be with her by this point. Do you not check her friend's page?" She asked, all puppy eyes and sh*t. "I didn't know about that because I don't follow her friends and you promised we were going to have a nice meeting, which in my opinion and perspective, turned into something soooo damn perfect." I yelled, sarcasm noticed. "Did you really think I was going to be nice to her? Are you that damn stupid Cameron? Who would even be friends with the skank?" She said, surprising me. "I would be friends with that skank. And you know what? I am stupid. Stupid for making my girlfriend cry and for even believing you." I said, taking my stuff and leaving the coffee shop, leaving Layla there mouth wide-opened. I went to my car, turned on the engine and drove as fast as possible home.

     After 5 minutes, I had arrived at home. I turned off the engine, and ran out of the car, hoping that Y/n would be there. When I was unlocking the door and was trying to push the door, I felt weight upon it. I tried pushing it again, but failed. After only one try, I gave up and went to the backyard. I jumped over the fence, landing safely and went on to unlock the backdoor. When I unlocked it, I stepped in and walked into the living room. As I walked in, I noticed what was blocking the door. It was Y/n, dozing off. I couldn't help, but smile, seeing that she was sleeping adorably, even though I doubted that she didn't cry till she fell asleep. I walked over to her quietly, so I wouldn't wake her up. When I was close enough to her, I whispered, "Y/n"

Your POV:
"Y/n", I heard my name being called. I opened my eyes slowly, to notice Cameron. "What are you doing here? I thought you were with that bitch of yours." I spitted, seeing his surprised expression. "I came to apologize for what I did. I thought Layla would be nice to you and that the both of you would get along and-" "You "thinking" this doesn't change anything. And have you noticed in your life that an ex and a girlfriend never get along. You even believed her when I said I was with family for three damn weeks. Are you that stupid?" You said, angrily, trying to calm yourself before you would break and slap him. "Look I know I was stupid and ignorant for not believing you, but I now know my mistake, which was a huge one and I'll never forget it." "What you should do is learn from it because we're done. I want you out of here by the end of the week. I never want to see you ever again. Don't text, call me, or come here ever again. Understood?" You said maturely and calmly, even though this was hurt you in the inside. He was about to say something, but went upstairs, probably to get his stuff. After a good 20 minutes, he had all of his stuff and left the house without saying goodbye.

So what did you think! I hope you enjoyed because it took me a good 4 days to get this done and was 809 words. And was probably the best imagine I written from the past imagines. So I hope you guys have a wonderful Thanksgiving break and I'll try to update this week, probably not going to. 😂 But remember you are beautiful and I love you guys. ❤️