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Complicated Love - Chapter 14

Cam and Izzy have a nice long talk and they seem to finally open up to each other! Izzy even pulls out the "What are we?" question! Read this chapter to find out what happens!
Cam shot an icy glare at Ian while I pulled his arm and said to him, "Stop it! You're causing a scene."

"Does it look like I give a shit?" He growled and shook me off his arm.

Ian pulled himself up and pushed Cam's chest, "What the hell is your problem bro?"

Cam pushed his chest out and stood tall and tapped Ian's chest back, "That's my girl you're making out with."

"Your girl?" Ian rolled his eyes with a snicker and said in a threatening tone, "Well, if she's your girl, why was she with me?"

"Stop it guys," I tried to interject, but Cam cut me off.

"She's my girl, so back the fuck off!" And with that Cam gave Ian a huge shove backward and Ian stumbled back.

"Izzy, who the hell is this guy?" Ian said with a laugh and then motioned for his friends at the door, "I want him out of here!"

"Are you fucking kidding?!" Cam shouted while the two guys grabbed his arms and lifted him.

Shit. Izzy, what the hell did you do? Okay, so irrational Izzy wasn't my favorite, but irrational Izzy had her reasons! Nonetheless, irrational Izzy was in a lot of shit.

Cam turned to me just as the guys brought him to the door and reached out for me, "Angel!!"

I looked at Cam and then at Ian. Ian put his arm around my shoulder protectively and was about to turn me around to go somewhere else, but it felt wrong. I knew deep down that I shouldn't be here at this frat party with some random college guy. I should be with Cameron. And most importantly, I should be apologizing to Cameron.

"I'm sorry Ian..." I said and pulled away from him, "I have to go."

"Where? With that loser?"

"Yeah... he's my friend."

"Seems like more than a friend," he eyed me and I bit down on my bottom lip nervously.

"I guess... Uhh.. Things are complicated."

"Yeah," he said harshly, "Well, go find your loser boyfriend then."

"Sorry," I said again and then started for the door without looking back. I pissed off two boys in a matter of minutes, that must be a record.

When I got outside, I saw Cameron screaming at Grayson and Brittney, "Where the hell were you guys?! You didn't see her sucking face with that guy?!"

Brittney just smirked and said, "Damn girl!"

"What?" Grayson grumbled angrily to Brittney, "Don't support that!"

I walked down the steps and the three of them saw me. Grayson ran over to me and grabbed me by my shoulders, "What the fuck is Cam talking about?! Sucking face?!"

"He's overreacting!"

"I'm not overreacting! I'm under reacting, he was basically eating your face off!" He shouted at me as the four of us walked to the bus stop.

"Izzy," Grayson said warningly, "what happened back there?"

"Nothing..." I mumbled, crossed my arms over my chest and frowned.

"I'll tell you what the fuck happened! Izzy was grinding all over some guy and then proceeded to eat his face with her face!"

"Izzy!" Grayson yelled at me, "you better explain!"

"Holy shit everyone calm down!" I shouted and glared at Cam.

"No! Izzy, what the hell!" Grayson said and gave me an angry look, "Is this true?

"Maybe..." I said quietly.

"Why? This isn't like you. You're the one who didn't even want to come tonight."

"Cam made me mad!"

"So?! Cam makes you mad all the time! You don't go hooking up with guys every time you two get in a fight."

"Whatever," I said angrily. Grayson and Brittney didn't know about the kisses in the hot tub or any of the other ones, so if I told him why I kissed Ian I'd have to also, tell him about Cam and I kissing. And Grayson wouldn't be too happy about that either, he'd have a fit for sure.

We got to the bus stop and Grayson and Brittney sat down on the bench. Cam walked to the sign to check the time that the next bus was arriving and I just sat down on the curb.

I slumped down and put my head in my hands. Why the hell did I do that? Why did I have to go and kiss Ian?! Stupid... stupid... stupid! I knew a huge argument was coming. When we got back to the hotel Cam would hash out at me. I just knew it.

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As soon as we got to the hotel, Brittney went off to her room to shower but Grayson stayed with us. He walked with us to our room, in silence might I add. It was awkward.

"Look," Grayson began as soon as Cam opened up the door, "I don't know what's going on between you two, but I suggest you figure it out. I fucking hate your bickering and fighting, it always leads to something like this. I'm tired of being in the middle of it, so please just settle this... tonight."

"Alright, alright," I groaned and walked into the room while putting my hair up into a bun.

"No Izzy! I'm being serious. I'm not gonna sit here and babysit you guys because I know this conversation is going to be long as hell. But I'm not kidding. I can't stand you two any longer, so the next time I see you, you better be friends... or at least friendly."

"Fine," I said flatly. Grayson rolled his eyes at me and finally left our room.

"Before we do this, can I take my makeup off and change into pjs?"

"Yeah whatever," Cam said dully and pulled his own shirt off and slipped into a sleeping shirt.

I went into the bathroom with my things and locked the door. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and sighed heavily.

What had I done? I had made such a mess tonight. I looked at my outfit and almost blamed my clothes for my inappropriate behavior. These revealing clothes turned me into a bitch tonight. I didn't want to be this kind of person, that's not who I am. I wasn't someone who makes out with someone who she's met only a few hours ago. I wasn't that girl. I whispered to myself, "Get a grip. Fix this."

Grayson said we had to figure this out tonight. That meant that by the end of tonight Cam and I would either be acquaintances, friends or... more than friends? Well, Grayson didn't give us that option, but I threw it in there too.

I wiped my makeup off and changed into my pjs before stepping out of the bathroom to find Cam sitting on the couch. I took a deep breath and then walked over and sat on the other couch across from him. The two of us sat there across from each other saying nothing at all; we were both so exhausted from fighting.

"So..." I said awkwardly.

"What was the point of that Izzy?" Shit. He used Izzy. He must be pretty pissed.

"Uhh...." I mumbled and sat cross-legged on the couch.

"What? To get back at me?"

"No..." I lied.

"Then why!"

"Because I was mad at you."

"And because you wanted to get back at me," he said with a 'duhhh' look on his face.

I didn't say anything. He stared at me with his jaw clenched tightly before bursting out again, "I can't believe you fucking did that Izzy!"

Then I found my voice, "Are you shitting me?! You're getting mad at me for kissing Ian when you're the one answering Amanda's call?!"

"Are you listening to yourself? In what world are those two things considered equal?!" He fired back. Our voices were rising now, a part of my hoped the other people around us didn't complain but the other part of me just wanted to let all my anger out.

"You started this! You answered her fucking call!"

"So the natural thing to do here is make out with another guy?!" He roared at me. "Do you think I want to see that? I felt like a fucking idiot!"

"Well welcome to the fucking club," I said and let out a huge breath.

"What are you talking about?"

"It's one thing for me to consciously kiss someone who's got a huge reputation for being a player but it's another when that same guy takes a call from his last booty call right in front of me," I said with my voice wavering, I looked away from him. I was hurt and by now I was showing it. I didn't want to look him in the eyes and let him see exactly how much he affected me.

"Angel..." he said softly and apologetically. I didn't let him say anymore because I continued talking.

"It hurt to see you answer that call. It made me feel cheap, like you had used me and tossed me aside. But I guess that's my fault. I knew you were a douche, yet I still let myself fall for you and get lost in your fucking charm. I should have known better."

Cam looked down at his lap, I think he was soaking it all in, realizing what he did and how it hurt me.

"So I wanted to hurt you back..." I continued quietly.

"I deserve it."

What? Did he really just say that? He wasn't protesting or arguing? What on earth??

He sighed and looked down. His voice sounded heavy, as if he hadn't shared these thoughts out loud before, "I'm a fuck up. I always fuck things up when they matter the most. All the teachers at school think I'm going nowhere. I'll never get into college. My parents hate me. And you fucking hate me!!"

I looked at Cam and saw hurt in his eyes. He looked so vulnerable right now, it pained me to see him like this. When I stepped back and thought about what he said, I realized he was hurting, not just now, but all the time. People didn't think he was smart, people didn't believe in him. And no one should have such a shitty support system. I had no idea what he meant when he talked about his parents though. We hadn't ever talked about them before and I'd never met them so I really had no clue.

"What do you mean about your parents?" I said and softened my voice, I hoped he would tell me. We were both here with heavy hearts, letting our feelings out, I didn't want him to shut me out right now.

"They're just insane and hate me."

I could tell that even though Cam seemed like he didn't want to talk about it, he really did. Maybe if I pried a little bit more... I got up from the couch and sat next to him, "Will you tell me about them?"

I put my hand on his back to reassure him that he could talk to me and Cam looked at me in defeat.

"They never wanted me from the start, they never wanted kids."

"Oh Cam..." I said with a soft gasp.

"When I was little, they were barely around. They left me at home alone a lot and never really cared when I lost my first tooth, fell off my bike and broke my arm, brought home my first A+ report card from school, or asked them to come to my soccer games. They just didn't care and they still don't."

"I didn't know it was like that Cam... I'm sorry..." and as I said that a tear slipped from my eye and slid down my cheek. I couldn't help but cry, it pained me to know that Cam had gone through a childhood like this and is still living through it. Cam looked at me and brought his thumb up to wipe the tear away.

"Don't cry for me Angel, I'm used to it."

"You shouldn't be used to it. I can't believe it, it's so unfair! You should have people in your life who care about you and love you and want to come to your soccer games and who will be there when you break your arm."

Cam wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me in to let me cry. He let me put my head on his chest and he said softly, "... I have Grayson and your parents... and... I have you... don't I?"

Those last words came out shaky, as if he was unsure of the answer and I couldn't help, but nod my head furiously while more tears flowed down my face, "Yes Cam! Oh of course you have me!"

I pulled myself up and swung my arms around him. I pulled him in for a tight hug. He hugged me back and lifted me, so I was straddling his lap with my legs on either side of him resting on the couch.

"Thank you," he said into my hair quietly, "Babe... I... I've never told anyone about my parents before."

"Really??" I backed up a bit to look at Cam with my tear-stained eyes.

He chuckled softly and wiped my cheeks again, "Don't cry baby."

"It just kills me to know that you've been going through all that alone..."

"It's alright, I've learned to cope. Why do you think I hang out at your place like... 90% of the time that I'm not at school."

I sat there just thinking of all the times that Cam's been over and realizing that he was avoiding his parents the whole time... it was eye-opening.

"Thank you for telling me...." I imagined it would be a hard thing to tell someone.

"Well, I trust you."

"Do you? Even after tonight? God I was such a bitch."

"Yeah... just a little bitchy," he chuckled quietly and kept his arms around my waist, holding me close to him, "but yeah, I trust you."

That warmed my heart. Cam trusted me with his biggest secret ever. No one else in the world knew, he hadn't told anyone but me. It made me feel special.

"I'm sorry, I kissed Ian in front of you... I just wanted to make you jealous..."

"You definitely did that," He said while playing with a few strands of my hair that had come out of my bun. "When I saw you dancing with him... I thought I could handle it. I was pissed, but we were fighting, I was allowed to be pissed and you were allowed to be a bitch. But Angel... when you kissed that guy... I was fucking furious."

"I'm sorry..."

"I couldn't handle it. I couldn't stand there and watch my girl make out with someone else."

"I'm not your girl Cam..." I said with a playful smile.

"Don't you dare say that," he smirked, "you're my girl, we both know it."

"Can I be honest?" I said cautiously after a few seconds of silence between us.

"What is it babe?"

"What are we?" I didn't know if that question was too vague, so I tried to explain, "What am I to you? You call me your girl, you say you care about me, but not once have you ever asked me out. Or anything like that... I'm just confused as to what you think this is between us. Please don't give me some vague answer, just be straightforward with me Cam."

Cam sighed heavily and pursed his lips together before saying to me, "The truth is... I... I've wanted to ask you out for ages. But I don't know how to do it. I don't know what to say... I didn't want you to reject me, so I kept putting it off. I've never really done something like this before."

"Something like this?" What was 'this' anyway?

"I mean..." he tried to gather his thoughts, "Like... Something real."

"Explain Cam. Because if we don't get this out now we never will and we'll end up in a big mess again."

Cam looked up at me and into my eyes, as if he was searching for something. I smiled at him softly, I could tell he had things on his mind, things he wanted to say. We stayed in silence for a few seconds longer before he started to blurt out his thoughts.

"Whenever I think of you, whenever I think of us, I realize that we have something here. Being with you makes me feel something that I've never felt before. I can't explain it, but it's a good feeling, amazing actually. But Grayson's so protective of you... I've never been allowed to get near you. He'd always tell me how you were strictly off limits. So I just tried to push all those feelings away.

As you know, I'm not a serious guy when it comes to dating. People think it's because I'm just an asshole, but to be honest, I was just trying to find someone who makes me feel the way I feel around you.

I guess... Whenever I'm around you, I act like a dick because I don't know how to act like a normal person around you. If I acted normal around you, you'd just realize that I'm fucking crazy about you."

My jaw dropped so far to the ground that I'd probably need a surgery to get it back to normal. What even. What just happened?! That. I. Uh. Wha. I. He. Just. Ahhhh! I didn't have any words. I just sat there staring at him, my heart melting bit by bit.

"Are you fucking serious?" I whispered so quietly that it was almost inaudible.

"Yes," Cam whispered back. The look in his eyes looked like a mixture of scared and confident. Scared probably because he just told me all of that and had no clue how I'd react. And confident because he was finally able to let it out after all this time. Either way, he looked like a combination of both emotions.

In that moment I just sat there and didn't say anything else. I didn't know what else to say. Then Cameron looked at me with a smile, reached his hand up to tuck some hair behind my ear, and said, "You've always been my girl."

And just like that, I wrapped my arms around him and pressed my lips to his. I kissed him with everything I had, like my life depended on it. Cameron instantly kissed me back, running his hands up and down my back and along my cheek. He kissed me passionately and sweetly. There were no words to describe how amazing I felt right now.

Cam had just told me what I wanted to wear, what I needed to hear. He solidified the way he felt, and it matched mine. I had always felt a connection with Cameron.

When I first met him we were in freshman year, and he wasn't even friends with Grayson yet. He had bumped into me in the halls and knocked me over. He looked so cute back then, just so adorable. He helped me back up to my feet and apologized before walking off to class. Even back then he was a ladies man. All the girls drooled over him, and of course, I was one of them; although I refused to let anyone know. The feelings were always there though.

Grayson and Cameron became friends and I got to know what Cam was like. Both Cam and Grayson turned out to be sort of edgier than me, more rebellious and risky. I watched Cam get with girl after girl all the way up to now, senior year. It pained me at first, but then I learned to reject Cameron's player ways. He'd always try to get with me but heck no! I wasn't a fool, I told myself he'd never have power over me like that.

But here I was, melting into his arms at the sound of his voice telling me that this whole time he had feelings for me too. Suddenly, all the walls that I had put up to keep Cam out came crashing down. And you know what? I was okay with it. I was more than okay. I was happy, extremely happy.

Sure, Cam and I had A LOT of bumps in the road ahead of us, but suddenly I had courage. I believed that we would make it, Cam and I could figure it out.

Cam and I kissed for ... a while. Haha, I'm not sure how long because guys! I'm telling you! Each time I kiss Cam, I lose sense of everything else around me. It honestly feels like time stands still and the world was made for just the two of us. So cheesy, but it's the truth!

After we both backed up for some air he smiled at me and I smiled back at him. He put his hands on the sides of my face and kissed my forehead, "I'm gonna assume that you have similar feelings?"

I laughed as I realized that I didn't even say anything back to him. All I did was dive in for a kiss, but you know what they say, actions speak louder than words. I nodded my head and said, "Yes Cam... I do have similar feelings. I've always had a crush on you... there's just been so many other girls who have swooped you up so eventually I stopped trying. I realized, I didn't want to be with someone who treated girls like trash," I teased him and stuck my tongue out.

"I don't do that!"

"Yeah you do," I told him bluntly. Seriously, was he really trying to deny his player ways?

"So maybe I've had a shitty past... I'd never hurt you like that Angel... It's different with you... I'm different with you."

I sighed and ran my fingers through his hair, "I know Cam."

"Do you think you'll be able to look past all that shit I did before? I don't want it to come between us, I want us to work."

"I want us to work too," I said softly and smiled, "I'm a little skeptical but you just have to really step up your gentleman-ness to gain my trust."

"Anything baby, I'd do anything."

I smiled at his words. They were so simple, yet meant so much. He gave me this fluttery feeling in my stomach that lit my heart on fire. I wanted this to work out so badly.

"God you're beautiful..." he said and kissed my cheek.

I blushed a deep pink and he laughed softly. I bit down slightly on my bottom lip at the fact that this was happening. I was nervous yet feeling like I was on cloud nine. "I love it when you blush," he said softly and of course I blushed even harder.

"Stop! You're embarrassing me!" I giggled at him.

"Why? I love making you blush," he said with a smile and kissed me on the lips quickly again.

"Because I said so," I said and crossed my arms over my chest in a demanding way.

He grabbed my arms and pulled them down from the cross that they were in, "Please don't do that."

"Do what?" I asked confused.

"Fold your arms like that! You just push your rack up higher and its really hard to hold back! It's hard to be a gentleman when you're boobs look that good!"

I blushed and laughed at the same time. I was partly embarrassed but he always had a way to make me laugh, even through embarrassing moments like this. "Okay okay," I said and put my hands up in surrender, "I'm sorry!"

"Yeah," he mocked me with a laugh. After he laughed he looked at me and said, "Can I ask you a very important question?"

"Okay, what is it?" I said with a laugh.

"Angel... Will you be my girlfriend?"

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Hi guys!

I know that people were pretty shocked by Izzy's actions in the last chapter! Things do a big twist in this one! What do you guys think? I'm so excited to get Izzy and Cam in a relationship, I mean wow! It's taken them 14 chapters!

Please let me know what you all think of this chapter, I love your feedback and comments! It really motivates me to write more! Thanks for all the support that you've given me this far, it means so much to me!

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Comment Replies

Faezeh: Thanks so much! What do you think of Chapter 14?

Annie Brown: I know! So not like Izzy to do that! How did you enjoy Chapter 14?

Miha: Oooh thanks so much! I'm glad you saw it in a different way, I had a feeling people might not like the ending of Chapter 13 that much but I'm glad you did! Cam and Izzy worked a lot of things out in this chapter, what do you think?

Reader: Oh Cam and Amanda definitely have something going on! I'm keeping it a secret for now but you'll find out eventually! Izzy and Cam are totally insane, haha, both of them are so stubborn and hot headed but this in this chapter they seem to open up and connect on a new level. What do you think of their big conversation?
Are you happy that Cam and Izzy finally had a conversation that didn't involve yelling?
Yes! It's nice to see them open up to each other!
No! It's not a conversation between Cam and Izzy without a little screaming and shouting!
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Published: 6/17/2015
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