"finally, you open the fucking door," you shout as you walked in dragging your luggage behind you
"next time i text you telling you that i'm here, pay attention to your damn phone. i may have a room here and fly here almost every month but i don't have any other friends but you assholes." you continue to speak, clearly annoyed
"uh, sorry?" a voice says quietly
"sorry my ass," you mumble and walk up to the room that you have in the house, you drop your stuff, look around the room and see that things on your desk were shuffled
"i'm literally going to murder all of you, who was in my room? was it mason?" you yell as you walked down the stairs
"i informed you all that i didn't want people in my room when i'm not here," you say and cross your arms to look up at either toby or ryan and to your surprise, it wasn't neither of them. your expression soon became soft and you started to calm down.
"holy shit, i'm so sorry." you instantly say, very embarrassed
"i should apologize too, i was the one that rummaged through the stuff on your desk. one of the boys wanted me to find something and they said that you might've had one in your room so i went to check," he says while rubbing the back of his neck
"i was going to put everything back but i heard the knock on the door so my first instinct was to check who was at the door," he confesses
"you're y/n?" he asks soon after, you nod your head in response
"and you're cameron, right? how come you're never here when i come and visit?" you say questioning him, something about his voice sounded really familiar to someone you knew, but you couldn't put your finger on who
"i had a few months where i was going to visit a friend of mines who landed himself at the hospital, he hurt his leg really badly. but, he's all better now." cameron responds
you nod your head, open the fridge door to take out a sprite, and start drinking it.
as soon as you were going to put down your drink to continue to talk to cameron the door swings open
"holy shit, is that y/n?" was the first thing mason yelled and ran towards you picking you up, you wrapped your legs around his waist and hug him "i missed you macey-boy." you fake cried "i missed you too," he replies
"shut the fuck up, you guys saw each other like last month." toby complained while mason put you down
"fuck off, toby. we were having a moment," you say and flick her off
"hey, be nice." cam tells us but looks directly at you, you squint your eyes towards him and flick him off just for fun, "he said nice, y/n." mason blares, so you roll my eyes
"anyways, are we doing anything because if not i would love to head back up to my room and take a fat ass nap." you smile
"yes, we're having a sleepover." toby squeals
"who said that?" you ask and look at cameron who just puts his hands up in defeat "don't look at me i never said anything about a sleepover it was toby and then ryan and swagger agreed," he says in an attempt to defend himself
"the rest of you guys agree to this?" you ask, questioning the rest of the boys and quickly getting a lot of "i'm down" responses which made you groan
you really wanted to go back up to your room and take a nap since you were really tired and having to get used to this time again was going to be a pain.
"don't complain you need a break, you and i both know this." toby says sternly
"i guess you're right." you sigh and make your way to the stairs "where are you going?" mason asks and quickly covers the steps making it impossible for you to go upstairs
"well i was going to shower and change," you respond while puckering my lips
"i guess that's means it's shower time for everybody, i go first!" mason yells as he runs to one of the many showers they had in the house
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"never have i ever slept with my best friend!" mason practically screams and puts one of his fingers down
"you nasty slut!" you yell at him receiving a laugh from cameron "y/n, it's your turn." mason reminds me "never have i ever gotten dehydrated during a session," you said and winked at the group
you kept your finger up, you only lost one and it was because someone said something about getting in a relationship with someone you worked with but it was long ago before you even started youtube and streaming
"that was a good one." cameron laughs, still not having moved any of his fingers "yeah, so put your finger down." you smile
"w-what?" he asks in shock "you're trying to hide something, you're not slick at all." you laugh
"no!" he yells in denial "you're a fucking liar!" you laugh again "cameron, just put your fucking finger down." mason groans "i want to keep playing the game and you guys arguing isn't helping!" he whines
you look at cameron and watch as he puts one of his fingers down "fine, but it isn't for this question." he argues
"which one then." you smile
"the one where swagger said something about sneaking somebody in the house but that was forever ago." he shrugs
"mhm." you hum
"how about we play seven minutes in heaven!" mason excitedly screams "mace, we have neighbors." you complain "also, i've never played that before." you admit "i haven't either." cameron says
"okay, well looks like we're playing it now." mason responds "i can't believe we're actually treating this like a real sleepover," you say shaking your head.
everyone besides cameron and you huddled up in a group and started to whisper about something
"okay, group vote is that you and cameron have to go." toby giggles
"okay, but can you tell me what the fuck even is the purpose." you ask with clear complaint once again "pretty much, you and cameron go into a closet with the lights off and kiss, make out or do whatever for seven minutes." swagger explains
"and you guys will be playing afterward?" you ask clearly knowing they weren't
"we will." john says chipping in, you smile and stand up "alright McKay, let's go." you watch as he slowly stands up and follows behind you
we have closets all around the house so being smart you chose the one that would still have a little bit of light even if it was shut completely.
you opened the door and sat down, luckily it was spacious and had enough room to fit both of you. cameron sat in the opposite corner of the closet and him and you both watched as the group of people disappeared as ryan closed the closet
"okay, we're starting the timer, we'll be back in seven minutes!" toby told us
you heard their footsteps move farther and farther from the closet and now it was just cameron and you
"hello." you say awkwardly "hi." he responds "this is really weird." he admits "i agree." you mumble "don't worry, we don't have to do anything it's not like they would know," you assure him
"oh, i have a feeling they would." he laughs showing his beautiful smile
you smile and try to move to get in a more comfortable sitting position but you somehow fall forward and in shock and not knowing what to grab onto you grab cameron's thigh
you looked up and you were face to face, the room had enough light coming through for you to be able to tell he was blushing "i'm so sorry, i'm not usually this clumsy," you mumble and quickly fix yourself
"you're fine, don't worry about it. i have to deal with mason and swagger every single day." he laughs. minutes have passed and he was telling you funny stories about the most random things which made everything feel so unreal
"so, i was recording them and unexpectedly he broke our tv and said some bizarre shit-" but before he could continue telling his story we heard footsteps coming towards the closet
"looks like our time is up McKay," you tell him and frown
"as if we're never going to see each other after this." he says "oh, shut it." you reply "so, you guys are all comfortable with each other." ryan teased
"me and him, no." you boomed shaking your head "hey." cameron said softly which immediately made you feel bad "i was joking," you say smiling at him and he smiled back
you liked him, it felt as if you already knew him for a long time...