The Bad Boy Changed Me

Criminal

A week later:

"Cameron. Cameron wake up." I whisper into his ear, nudging his arm several times.

"W.. what?" He questions, rubbing his eyes.

"There are some cops sniffing around down there." I say pointing to the street. "My parents have my picture all over the news, what are we going to do?"

"Looks like its time for some disguises." Cameron scoffs.

"Is that a serious answer?" I question him.

"We'll go get your hair dyed or something in a bit, five more minutes of sleep?" Before I can reply he's already dosed off again.

I take this time to pack up everything that's we've used. And ten minutes later I throw Cam's bag at him which definitely wakes him up. "Rise and shine."

"Why?"

"Look we have to go, those cops haven't moved. I'm beginning to get suspicious." I reply. "Now get up."

"Ooh I like it when you take control." He smirks with a small chuckle.

"Let's just go." We creep down the stairs of the broken down building and exit out the back. Suddenly, Cameron grabs my hand and pulls me into an alley.

"Wha-" he covers my mouth with his hand and raises a finger to his lips telling me to be quiet. I hear a policeman's radio coming closer and closer. Cameron lets go of me and pulls me behind a huge dumpster, which we wait behind until we are sure the coast is clear.

*****

"I hate this, I feel like a criminal." I state as we walk into Nash's house.

"Look, your eighteen in a couple months, then you can do what ever you like but until then if you are found your going straight back to your parents." Cameron explains.

"Ew you guys stink." Nash scoffs, walking into the room before covering his nose.

"Yeah we hid behind a dumpster." I sigh.

"I need to ask a favour." Cam says to Nash.

"What is it?" He asks.

"But first we need a shower. After you." Cameron says to me. I head upstairs and shower, washing my clothes too. We haven't showered in almost a week.

Cameron's POV:

"So what's this favour you need?" Nash asks.

"I need you to take Alice to have her hair dyed." I reply.

"Why?" Nash scoffs.

"They're looking for a blonde girl with Cameron Dallas. Not a brunette girl with Nash Grier." I answer.

"Fine. I don't mind spending time with her." Nash winks.

"Your not going to touch her." I laugh confidently.

"Why's that?" Nash question with a laugh.

"Because if you do I'll kill you." I snap, shoving him against the wall.

"Um Cam." I hear a shy voice from the stairs. I turn to see Alice in her towel. "Your showers ready."

"I'm coming."

Alice's mums POV:

"Alice is eighteen in two and a half months. We have two and a half months to find her before she's legally gone forever!" I exclaim.

"Don't worry honey. We have every policeman on the look out, things online and even a private investigator." My husband assures me.

"I don't know if I'll be mad or relieved when she gets back."