Our moments (Cameron Dallas Fanfict)
Amelia meets Cameron in Chicago, bumping in to him accidently. But what happens when this fame struck boy from magcon becomes attached to this normal girl from Michigan?
"You're a little overrated, don't you think?" My eyes danced across his face, a smirk etched on with my face as my eyebrows rose. I was testing him.
"It's not called being overrated, it's called being confident." He smirked back at me, willing to play my games.
"It's called being cocky." I spat back, amusement laced in my voice.
"You can't judge a book by it's cover, Melia." His voice lingered in the air, draping over me.
I thought about his words of wisdom for a minute before responding. And Melia? What was that about? This kid hadn't known me twenry four hours and he was already giving me a nick name.
"The age old quote. Really? Couldn't have come up with anything original?" I scrunched my nose up in disgust. I rolled my eyes as he laughed at me.
"Times up!" I watched as Matt swung the closet door of the hotel room open, revealing everyone else. My face flushed immediately.
"So," He wiggled his eyebrows, his brown eyes holding mischief and curiosity. "How'd it go you two love birds." Payback Mr. Dallas, payback.
"He kisses like a fourteen year old boy." I made a disgusted face as I pushed passed him and heard everyone laughing.
It was a lie. I didn't know how he actually kissed, because we didn't kiss. We spent the whole 'seven minutes in heaven' whipser arguing over why I wasn't going to kiss a complete stranger. Seven minutes in heaven? More like an eternity in hell.
"By the way, my names Amelia, not Melia. Only speical people get to give me nicknames." I whispered to him as we took our seats. I heard him chuckle from beside me. Tonight, would be interesting.