The Bad Boy Changed Me

Night In Cameron's T-Shirt

I return in his shirt and crawl into the king sized bed Nash owns. I feel the bed dip on the other side as Cameron gets in. I turn to see he's only in his boxers. "What?" He asks.

"N-nothing." I reply and face the wall. I try to fall asleep but all I can think about is the almost naked Cameron next to me.

"Why are you so nervous?" He asks.

"I- I'm not." I lie.

"You are, I can hear your heartbeat from here." Cameron laughs. I don't reply just try to stop thinking about him. "Relax." Cameron whispers in my ear, putting his arm around my waist.

I turn over to face him, realising he was closer than I thought, our faces centimetres away from each other's. "Stop." I order.

"Stop what?" He questions with fake innocence.

"You know exactly what your doing and exactly what it does to me." I answer him. I push him off me and turn away.

The next morning I wake up in Cameron's arms, my head rested on him chest and his arms wrapped around me. I try to squirm out but his grip is too tight so I decide to wake him. "Cameron!" I yell which makes him jump ten feet high.

"What!? What?! What?!" He panics.

"Thank you." I laugh, getting up.

"For what?" He questions.

"Letting go of me." I answer. I head into the bathroom and change into my clothes (that honestly don't cover up much more than Cameron's t-shirt.)

"What time is it?" Cameron asks, rubbing his eyes.

"Its eight, which means we have an hour to find our way home and get to school in time." I explain, pulling the covers off him in attempt to get him out of bed.

"It'll only take ten to twenty minutes to walk back to mine then I can drive you home, just give me ten more minutes in bed." Cameron groans, reaching for the covers.

"How do you know it'll take that long?" I question him, snatching it away from him.

"Because I know the way home from here, I've done it about ten times." Cameron sighs.

"So you lied to me last night?" I question him angrily.

"Yes but it was for your own good." Cameron says, pulling the covers on to him and me along with it.

"My own good? My parents have probably called the police already! I had homework to do!" I exclaim, hitting his chest once which clearly has no effect on him.

"You should work out more, that didn't hurt." Cameron scoffs.

"Forget it. Your exactly like I expected you to be." I sigh, before trying to climb off him.

"Wait." Cameron says, grabbing on to my thighs to hold me on top of him. "I only lied yesterday because I wanted you to have fun with us, otherwise you would of gone home, done homework and gone to bed, wasn't this much more fun?"

"Take me home." I snap before pushing his hands off me and climbing off him.

"Why are you so mad?" Cameron asks.

"You lied to me Cameron!" I exclaim and march out the room. "Get ready!"

"What the hell is going on out here?" Nash asks, walking out his room.

"I have school and so does Cameron but he's too lazy and too busy lying to care." I reply, loud enough for Cameron to hear.

"Oh yeah. Okay." Nash says, completely out of it.

"You have a car right?" I question him.

"Yeah." Nash replies. Now I know how to get home without Cameron.