The light peeked through the curtains and the sun’s rays hit my face. I felt the warmth of the sun and opened my eyes slowly. I realized the sun wasn’t the only thing warming me up. I turned my head to find a sleeping Cameron with his arm around my body. We were spooning, oh god, hopefully Grayson wouldn’t come in. My eyes followed his arm and suddenly realized his hand was intertwined with mine. We were spooning AND holding hands?! Oh lord. Grayson really better not see us now, he’d have a huge bitch fit.
The blankets were tangled all around us and it was getting pretty hot. I had been laying here for a minute or two, but now it was getting uncomfortably hot. I guess it was one of those things that only bothers you once you notice it. I moved a bit in my spot, trying not to wake Cam, but trying to get out of the blankets. But to my misfortune, Cam felt my stirring and he started to wake up.
He rubbed his eyes with his free hand and looked over at me. I turned my head and looked back at him.
"Morning," I said but since it was morning it came out horse and raspy. I cleared my throat a bit and blushed.
"Hey Angel," he said sleepily. Cam’s morning voice was deep and husky, I hated to admit it, but it was really hot. He smiled at me and rubbed his fingers along my hand, "Did you sleep okay?"
I nodded and he pulled my body even closer to him than before, our entire bodies were pressed against each other now. When he pulled me in, I felt something poke my bum and I scrunched my forehead up, "Cam!"
"What?" He asked with a yawn as he nuzzled his head into my hair.
"Let go! You’re poking me!" I grumbled, but couldn’t help but laugh.
"What? Oh." He was laying on the other side of the bed smirking at me.
"Jesus," I laugh and scrambled myself away from him.
He rolled his eyes at me, "I can’t help morning wood," Cam said and shrugged.
"Keep it away," I told him with a stern look on my face, but he just pouted.
"Aw, baby come back, I’m cold…" he reached his hand out to grab mine again.
He held onto my hand and looked into my eyes and for a split second there was some sort of spark. I can’t even explain it, but in that moment it felt like he wasn’t the douchey Cam that I’ve grown to know, but someone else, someone sweet and kind.
I shook myself out of the little trance that I was in and started to sit up in the bed, "We should get up… You have to leave soon." Cam and Grayson should be leaving to drive to Brownstone soon, especially if they wanted to make it there in time to pick me up from the airport.
He groaned and shook his head, "No babe, I’m not driving with Gray."
Huh? Not driving with Grayson? I was confused. "What do you mean Cam?"
"I’m going to fly out with you," he said and yawned.
"Because he doesn’t want you traveling alone after last night."
"Yeah," he smiled softly. Then he pouted and looked down at his crotch, "Come on man! Why won’t you let me cuddle with her for a few minutes! She doesn’t like you."
I laughed and he got out of the bed too and ran his fingers through his hair. Holy, he looked so hot. Like guys, seriously. I wish you could see him, he was so freaking attractive right now.
The fact that he’d be flying with me today made me a little excited. After Cam said he didn’t care about Amanda last night something in me felt relieved. Maybe I was jealous all this time? I don’t know… All I was sure of was that Cam and I were on a new level after last night and I liked it. Sure, I was still uncertain if he was being honest, but I really hoped and prayed that he was being serious.
I rolled back into the pillows cuddled up next to my teddy bear, "It’s alright Cam, I’ve got Mr. Snuggles."
"I want to be Mr. Snuggles," he frowned before leaving to go to the bathroom.
I stretched my arms out and yawned again and looked around my room. I spotted Cam’s hoodie that I was wearing last night laying on the floor, I guess it really was hot in the bed last night.
Now that Cam was gone, it was a lot colder. I got up and grabbed his sweater and pulled it on to keep me warm. I walked downstairs to find Cam and Brittney in the kitchen with their bags.
"Hey sis," Grayson said as I came over to them. I pulled out the box of cereal and a bowl.
"Morning," I said and smiled at Brittney.
"Izzy," she said as she rummaged through her bag, "I forgot my hair straightener! Do you have one that we can use?"
I poured my cereal as I listened to her freak out about the hair straightener, "Yeah, I can bring mine," I said and fake smiled at her. I still couldn’t believe she was coming along.
"Thanks so much! Us girls, we gotta stick together!" She said, "You can borrow anything of mine, I think we’re almost the same size. What size are your feet??"
"Size 8," I said while grabbing the milk.
Brittney was about to say something else, probably about doing makeovers with each other or something, but Cam walked into the room and scooped me up. He came up behind me and hugged me from behind and lifted me up a bit and whispered in my ear, "You look so perfect in that sweater."
I blushed deeply as Brittney watched Cam envelope me. God Cam was so embarrassing sometimes.
"Stop it Cam," I swatted at his arms and rolled my eyes.
Cam put me back down, but refused to let go. He was so strange this morning, was it because last night I was all over him? Part of me really liked this side of Cameron, but the other part of me was skeptical.
Grayson looked at the two of us uncomfortably, but he brushed it off and said, "So dad said Izzy’s flight was booked full, so he just canceled that flight and put you both on an earlier one since that one seemed to be less busy."
Cam nodded, "Sounds good man," he grabbed a spoon and scooped up a large spoonful of my cereal and popped it in his mouth, "So when are you guys heading out?"
I rolled my eyes at Cam as he stole my breakfast and pulled out a second bowl and poured him some cereal of his own. There was no way he was going to eat from mine anymore.
"Thanks Angel," he smirked and carried our bowls to the table.
"Right now," Grayson said while swinging his bag over his shoulder, "Just going to say bye to mom and dad."
"Alright, text us when you get there," Cam said and dove into his cereal.
"Izzy," Grayson looked at me, "Can we talk for a second?"
I left my cereal at the table and headed into the hallway with him.
"Look," he looked at me apologetically, "I’m sorry, I yelled at you like that last night. I just can’t help exploding like that, I mean that prick hurt you! And when I see him I’m going to hurt him back. There’s no arguing about that, but I’ll be good… Well… as good as I can."
"It’s okay," I told him honestly, "You wouldn’t be Grayson if you didn’t blow up. I was expecting that, I just didn’t know, I was going to flinch like that…"
"It’s a good thing Cam’s flying with you. I don’t want you to leave his sight, okay?"
I rolled my eyes, "Okay."
"I’m serious Izzy! Not only the flight, but the whole trip. I don’t want you alone."
"Grayson, I’m a big girl," I whined.
"Last night really proved that right?" He said mockingly.
I shook my head and sighed over-dramatically, "Fine."
He chucked and pulled me in for a hug, "I just love you and I want you to be safe. I know you’ll be safe with Cam."
"Alright, alright, I’ll stay with him."
It was just around lunch time when Jen came over to work on our History project. Cam went home to pack his bags and said he’d be here to pick me up at 2.
Jen and I worked on our project for quite some time before she looked at me and blurted out.
"What happened last night Izzy? Grayson called me and was absolutely freaking out! He said you were missing!" Jen rambled on and on as if she was holding it in the entire time and couldn’t hold it any longer.
"I was with Chris," I told her slowly, not sure how she’d react.
"Chris? Chris as in the one who kept staring at you that time at lunch?"
"Yeah," I bit my lower lip, I was nervous to tell her.
I recapped the entire story and Jen sat there with her mouth gaping open.
"No way!" She kept saying over and over again. I sat there and nodded at her until she calmed down.
"It’s fine though, Cam beat him up really bad."
"No way!!" Jen gasped and widened her eyes.
"Hell yeah, I did!" Cam said with a proud smile and sauntered into the dining room where we were.
"Amazing…" Jen said in awe, "You’re basically her hero!"
Cam puffed his chest out and put his hands on my shoulders. He gave my shoulders a little squeeze and rested his chin on my head, "Does your big hero get a kiss?"
"Don’t push it Cam," I rolled my eyes and gave Jen a look, she totally egged him on.
"Sorry Angel," he said with a smirk still dancing on his face, "Can we start with a hug?"
"Later," I said and pointed at our big poster that was half-way finished, "We still have work to do!"
"You do know that it’s 2 pm right?" He said and showed me his watch.
"What?!" I said and jumped out of my seat - quite literally. "I haven’t even packed!"
"Angel! We’re gonna miss our flight!" Cam whined. He patted my bum and chucked while pushing me towards my room, "Hurry up!"
I hurried up the stairs to my room and I heard Jen yell, "I’ll clean up and let myself out! Have fun this weekend!"
"Bye Jen!" I yelled back.
Once I was in my room, I pulled out my duffle bag and piled some shirts, pants, and a cute casual dress in case the weather was hot.
Cam came into my room and looked at me, "You ready?"
"Ehh…" I mumbled as I rushed around my room.
"Do you need these?" Cam said and I turned my head to find him in my underwear drawer holding up my black bra and the matching underwear. My eyes went wide and I ran over and snatched them from him.
"Cam!" I pushed him away, but he was strong and simply smirked at me while not moving an inch.
"I’m just trying to help!"
"Not with these!" I shook my head and grabbed a few more pairs of underwear and my bra.
"Alright alright," he held his hands up in surrender and backed away, "I’ll pack this then."
I saw he was holding his sweater, or my sweater. The sweater that was his, but he gave to me. I decided to tease him, so I turned my back to him to gather my makeup and smirked while saying, "No, I don’t want to bring that."
"What?" He raised his voice a bit, "Why not?!"
I held in my laugh and shrugged, still not looking at him, "I don’t like it that much."
"Angel!" He wailed.
"Cameron!" I imitated.
"Baby," he softened his voice. He actually sounded hurt. He came over to me and l turned me around only to find me trying to hold in a laugh. His face turned from sad to mad in a matter of seconds. And I couldn’t hold it in anymore! I doubled over and burst out laughing.
"I was joking!"
"Not funny," he said angrily. Suddenly he picked me up and hung me over his shoulder.
"Cam!!! Put me down!" I yelled and smacked his back and kicked my feet.
"Nope!" He laughed and twirled me around in a circle, "This is what you get!"
"Please!" I shouted. Good thing my parents were out of the house right now, because we were being pretty loud.
"Not until you say Cameron is the sexiest man alive!"
"Well, I guess we’re staying like this!" He laughed and patted my butt.
"Get your hands off my ass!" I hit his back again. This guy was really testing me, he knew exactly which buttons to press to anger me.
In turn he proceeded to laugh and squeeze my butt.
"Cameron!" I wiggled under his grip but that got me nowhere. My waist was resting on his shoulder and by now it was honestly starting to hurt because of my bruises from last night. I winced as he pulled me tighter, "Ow! Cam please let me go!"
In the next moment, I was sitting on the bed and Cam was knelled in front of me, "Fuck," he said and lifted up the hem of my shirt, "I forgot baby, I’m so sorry."
"It’s fine," I said and pushed my shirt back down. I looked at my stomach this morning and it had turned a nasty purple color, I didn’t want Cam to see it, it was gross. "Don’t look at it, I’m fine."
"You aren’t fine," he said and looked at me painfully.
"Seriously," I put my arms around his neck and gave him a hug, "I’m okay."
He put his arms around me too, "Alright, but if you’re hurting you tell me, okay?"
I nodded and smiled. Then we packed up the rest of my stuff and headed out of the house.
We finally made it to the airport! Cam parked the car and paid the attendant. It took us about a half an hour to get all settled with our bags and tickets and before we knew it we were boarding the plane.
We were walking on and I noticed Cam was keeping really close behind me, almost pressed against my back.
I turned my head to look up at him and he looked pretty worried.
"Cam," I nudged him and leaned my head back closer to his, "You okay?"
"Mhm," he assured me, but I wasn’t convinced. He put his hand on the small of my back and lead me into the plane without saying anything else.
Something was up with him…
We slowly made our way to our seats and Cam helped me put my bag up in the overhead compartment.
"You want the window seat?" I asked him with a smile.
"No," he said quickly.
"Okay," I said and shuffled over to sit by the window. Cam sat down next to me and quickly buckled up his seat belt and pulled on the strap tightly. He looked at the arm rests and put his hands down on them, gripping them slightly.
Was he afraid of flying?
I looked at his face and he was looking clammy. Something was up, for real.
"Cam," I put my hand on his arm, "Are you okay?"
"I’m fine Angel," he said tensely.
I reached for his hand and moved it, so I could put the armrest up. I scooted closer to him and looked at him, "Are you afraid of flying?"
"No," he said quickly, "I love flying!"
"Liar," I smiled softly at him. He was so nervous, it was kind of cute. But I knew he was uncomfortable. "You don’t have to be manly all the time."
"I’m fine Princess," he smiled at me nervously.
"Alright…" I said in disbelief. I smirked to myself and buckled my seatbelt as I said, "If you were afraid of flying, I’d say you could hold my hand but since you’re fine we won’t need to do that."
I looked back at him and his mouth had pressed into a straight line, like he was mad at himself. I laughed softly and held my hand out for him. Instantly he grabbed it and held mine.
Soon we started to take off and Cam was holding my hand tightly. I leaned my head on his shoulder and I felt his muscles relax a bit.
The flight was only a half hour long so Cam and I spent it playing thumb wars (which I totally owned him in … he may have let me win though), listening to music, and changing each others’ contact names in our phones. In my phone Cam changed his name to ‘The CAMazing Sexual Beast’, what an absolute idiot, hahah. But in his phone I changed my name to ‘Never Call Me Izzy’ with a cute little angel emoji. We thought of others, but we just settled with our favorite ones. Haha, it was a lot of fun!
And I’m glad it took Cam’s mind off flying, I knew he was uncomfortable but I was happy he was doing okay.
Once we were off the plane, Cam checked his phone for messages. Cam called Grayson who said he was parked out in the front of the airport. Cam and I made our way to find Grayson.
Hope you all liked this chapter, it was sort of a filler chapter. Not too much happens in this one, but these fillers are inevitable! Haha.
Thanks to everyone who left comments on the Chapter 9! I'm glad some of you liked Cam's POV. I'll probably do more of Cam's POV in the future, but for now I'll stick to Izzy's POV only. Maybe I'll include Cam's POV as bonus chapters when I finish the story... Not sure yet!