Cameron's POV
"So, are you going to tell me exactly what happened?" I asked Matt as I took a seat down next to him. Mat shrugged and sat up. He sighed.
"You know, I won't tell your parents or whatever. I just want to know, I am worried about you. I want to try and understand how you got to this point." I said. Matt paused.
"They want to keep me here for a while." he said while sighing.
"My physical health is perfectly alright. My mom wont leave me alone." he said while shrugging.
"Can you blame them though? We almost lost you..." I said while inching my chair closer to his bed.
"Matt..." I said slowly. He looked down.
"It all started when I left your house the morning after the party."
-Flashback {Matthew's POV}-
I was walking down a road. I had just left Cam's house. Carter was probably never going to speak to me again. My heart hurt at that thought. I only wanted him.
I had been walking for a while and I found myself at Carter's house. It's not like I did it consciously. Dammit. Maybe I should try to talk to him. Clear things up. I need to know if he hates me or not. I don't want to go through the stupid uncomfortable silence thing.
I walked up to his front door and knocked. After a few moments the door swung open. His mom stood there. "Oh Matt. So nice to see you. You come to see Cartah?" she said. I giggled lightly. His mom was really nice. I nodded. She opened the door wider, letting me in. "He's upstairs." I nodded and thanked her.
I slowly walked up the stairs. I could hear faint noises from his room, but I could not make them out.
I approached his door. I took a deep breath in and knocked. "Carter..." I said softly. I could hear the patter of feet walking. The door swung open and Carter stood there, his face unreadable.
"What are you doing here Matthew?" he asked. I winced at him calling me by my full name, he never calls me by my full name. I took a deep breath, my breath hitching.
"Can we talk... about last night?" I asked. He didn't say anything, only motioned for me to come inside. I sat down on his bed.
"I'm seeing someone." he said simply. I gulped. "Who?" I asked softly. "Her name is Maddie. We started dating 2 days ago." he said while shrugging.
"Oh." I said simply.
"Why did you kiss me?" he asked.
"Why do you think?" I said getting slightly angrier.
"Are you a fag or something?" he asked harshly.
"No, Carter I am not. And honestly I did not take you for the homophobic type in the first place." I said back.
"We can't be friends anymore Matt." he said softly.
"Seriously? Seriously Carter are you really doing this?" I asked.
"Just please leave." he asked.
I huffed and got up.
No, I ran out.
-End Of Flashback-
{Cameron's POV}
"Is that really why you did it?" I asked. I did not really know how to take all of this.
Matt laughed.
"No, I'm not completely pathetic. I have been off my medication for a bout a week. My dad lost his job and we had to cancel our health plan. I could not get my medication. I had been dealing well with it, it's just I think that set it off. I can't control my emotions..." he said, tears were forming in his eyes.
"Hey, it's okay... Look. Matt you're strong. You can get through this. You are not alone." I said while taking his hand.
"I will be there for you every step of the way. I promise you that." I said while wiping his tears away.
He mumbled a soft 'thank you.'
*
I arrived back at home to see Nash's car parked in my drive way. I smiled to myself. I walked in and Nash was on the couch.
"How did you get in?" I asked while putting my keys on the kitchen counter.
"Your mom let me in. I came here just as she was heading to work." he said.
"That means you must've been here for like 3 hours. Why did you wait so long?" I asked. Nash got up and walked towards me.
"I knew you'd be at the hospital with Matt, and you'd be upset when you got back. I just wanted to be here when you got back." he said with a shrug. My heart raced. This was probably just Nash being a good friend. I smirked at him.
"You're amazing you know that?" I said while plopping myself down on the couch. "Just what friends do." he said while sitting next to me.
"Want to watch a movie?" I asked. Nash shook his head.
"That's boring. I think we should play a game." he said with a devilish smirk. I raised an eyebrow.
"What kind of game?" I asked. He pushed his face really close to mine.
"I don't know, you tell me." he said while leaning in.
I turned my head away. I was not really in the mood.
"Scrabble." I said simply.
"Scrabble?" he asked with a look of confusion plastered all over his face.
"Scrabble. Let's play Scrabble." I said while getting up and looking through the kitchen cupboards.
"Seriously?" he asked while getting up.
"Yes. We are playing Scrabble." I said simply. Nash giggled.
"You're so cute." he said while sitting back down. My face was probably fifty shades of red at the moment.
I set up the scrabble board on the table in the middle of the living room. Nash did not really seem that interested but I did not care.
We played for a while till Nash got up.
"You're leaving?" I asked slightly disappointed. Nash sighed.
"Did you take time off your film?" he asked suddenly. I nodded.
"Only two days though. I have to go back tomorrow." I said, making it sound like it was a chore. He nodded.
"I'll visit you on set." he said while walking out. He let himself out.
I spent the rest of the day FaceTiming fans and tweeting. I was also texting Matt to see if he was okay. He was only scheduled to leave the hospital next week. He then had to go for counselling. I really hopped it would help him.
It was about seven at night when Nash called me.
"Hey." I said into the phone. I was currently laying on my bed with my laptop on my chest.
"Cam. You free on Friday?" he asked. I mentally checked my schedule. I was filming on Friday.
"Depends what time on Friday. I'm on set from 5am to 7pm." I said in the phone. Nash did not reply for a moment.
"Hmmm. I was going to ask you to come with me to New York for the weekend. I have some boring meetings and whatnot. It would be nice to have someone come with." he said.
"I would love to Nash." I said.
"You sure you won't be tired?" he asked.
"Nah, I'm used to it." I replied. I could hear Nash chuckle. "Alright, I'll pick you up on Friday night okay." he said.
"Sure thing. I gotta go, get some rest. I gotta be on set at like 5am tomorrow morning." I said.
"Sure thing. Night." he said.
"Night. love you." I regretted it the minute I said it. Shit. SHIT. Stupid Cameron. Stupid Cameron!
There was a long pause. I was almost certain he was going to hang up.
"Love you too."