Chapter 11

Willy slowly woke up rubbing his eyes to rid them of

sleep. When he felt a weight on his chest he looked

down to find Cameron still asleep. He quickly looked

at the time but then realizing it was Saturday he

relaxed. He could sleep in this morning and was

definitely going to take advantage of it. Willy was

just about to start to doze off when an

oompa-loompa jolted him awake again. He was holding

the purple cordless phone in his hand and pointing to

Cameron.

"For Cameron?" Willy questioned. The oompa-loompa

continued to nod. Willy took the phone answering it.

"Hello."

"Is Miss Sullivan available at the moment?" Mr.

Sparrow asked.

Willy hesitated before shaking Cameron forcefully. She

immediately woke up.

"What?" She asked looking up at him. He handed her the

phone. "Hello?" She answered as she sat up yawning.

"Miss Sullivan?" Mr. Sparrow asked.

"Hello Mr. Sparrow!"

"I was wondering if you could come in today. I have

some graphics for the book cover finished and I would

like to go over some of the details with you." Cameron

could here him shuffling around papers on his desk as

he spoke.

"Yeah of course. What time?"

"As soon as possible if that's alright?"

"That's fine. I'll be there in an hour." Cameron got

to her feet yawning.

"Great! I'll see you then." Cameron clicked the end

button on the phone before setting it down on the

coffee table.

"Who was that?" Willy asked as soon as she got off the

phone.

"My new publisher." Cameron said looking down at him

smiling. Willy rose from his seat. "I gotta go get

dressed ok? See you at dinner."

"Why at dinner? Wont you be back earlier then that."

Now that he and Cameron had been spending so much time

together he was becoming a little attached to her and

she to him.

"I know it sounds like forever but it'll go by just

like that." She laughed snapping her fingers. "If we

finish early I'll come straight back, kay? I promise."

She quickly gave Willy a kiss on the lips before

running for her room. An hour later Cameron made her

way into the snowy street walking towards the tall

brick building.

Since Cameron was gone and she wasn't expected back

for a good while, Willy decided that he and Charlie

would roam around the huge factory. They had rarely

gotten to spend much time alone with each other since

Willy had gotten so close with Cameron. Although they

did have their time together working, when Cameron

would sometimes choose to hibernate in her room for a

couple hours; that was work. They were too busy

discussing new ideas to talk about anything else.

"Cameron really likes you!" Charlie said randomly.

Willy paused in mid step. "I think I love her,

Charlie." He said quietly down to his companion.

Charlie smiled in approval. "That's wonderful."

"But I still don't know if it's love or not. I've

never felt this way before. It's hard to explain."

Willy frowned.

"Well if it's so complicated it must be love. My mum

says that there arn't words to explain how you love

someone, it's just how you feel. So if you feel like

you love her then you do." Charlie explained.

"But I've known her for such a short period of time.

Doesn't it take awhile for someone to fall in love?"

Willy asked.

"I don't know, I guess sometimes it does and sometimes

it doesn't." Charlie shrugged. "Considering how much

time you two spend together I would say you guys are

already a couple." Charlie smiled up at his friend.

"Maybe you could talk to mum about it. She knows a lot

about this stuff." He suggested.

"What a great idea!" Willy smiled. "Would you mind…" Willy pleaded with Charlie to let him go.

Charlie laughed. "Go ahead, I'll just wonder."

"Please be careful Charlie I wouldn't want anything happening to you."

"I will. Now go!" Charlie said pushing him towards the elevator. Although Charlie had missed Willy's company over the past few weeks he understood. He was happy that Cameron and Willy were getting along with each other so well. Willy needed someone badly, everyone could tell that he was lonely even with him and his family around.

Willy quickly made his way back down to the chocolate room and to Charlie's house. He knocked before quickly making his way into the small house.

"Mrs. Bucket, can I ask you something?" Willy asked.

"Mr. Wonka, what's going on?" Mrs. Bucket sat down the laundry she was folding and walked over to him.

"I have to ask you something." Willy's high pitched voice made Mrs. Bucket laugh.

"Ok Mr. Wonka." She gestured for him to take a seat at the kitchen table and she sat next to him. "What's your question?"
"I think I'm in love, but I'm not sure. I just have this feeling but I don't really know how to explain it other then love…" Willy was talking so fast that Mrs. Bucket had to stop him.

"Calm down Willy. Speak a little slower this time." She laughed.

"I think I'm in love." Willy repeated. He suddenly became very fidgety.
"With Cameron?" She asked.

Willy looked up at her and nodded. "But I don't know. I just have this feeling. How do you know?"

Mrs. Bucket gave Willy a motherly smile. "You just do."

Willy looked confused. "But how?"
"You'll know. This might sound strange but you will. It's a human instinct. It will come to you." Mrs. Bucket patted Willy's arm. "If you feel this way you should talk to Cameron. She most likely feels the same about you? It think you two should have a serious talk about this."

"Serious talk? Right." Willy nodded before looking back at her smiling. "Thank you!" He kissed her lightly on the cheek before making his way to his room. He had much to think about.

Cameron, Susie, and Mr. Sparrow spent the whole afternoon going over the details of her new book. She was happy that Mr. Sparrow was so interested in her own ideas. She guessed all her time with Willy must have broadened her creative mind. Mr. Sparrow had some wonderful ideas as well and they were able to incorporate all their ideas into one. All this had gotten Cameron very excited and she couldn't wait to show Charlie and Willy their present; she hoped they liked it. When Cameron next looked at her watch it was 7:00pm.

"Oh gosh! I have to go. I'm late and I've missed dinner." Cameron quickly got to her feet.

"I'm sorry for keeping you." Mr. Sparrow apologized.

"If you guys need me you know my number. Thank you again Mr. Sparrow." Cameron said as she ran out of the door and sprinted for the factory. 'I hope no ones mad at me.'

She made her way to Charlie's house opening the door quietly. Mrs. Bucket was just finishing picking up the dishes.

"I'm so sorry." Cameron apologized. Mrs. Bucket nodded in understanding.
"Willy came to me to talk." Mrs. Bucket walked over to Cameron. "I think you should go and talk to him." Cameron looked at Mrs. Bucket questioningly. "Just go talk to him." Cameron nodded before making her way to Willy's room. Confusion covered her face. Aunt Helen had acted as if something was wrong; as if she and Willy had talked about something really serious. 'Yeah right! Willy serious? The only time he talked serious is when he talked about his father.' Cameron froze frowning. 'What if something happened?' A worried expression replaced her confusion. Cameron quickly made her way to Willy's door after getting of the elevator and gently knocked.

"Come in!" She heard Willy call. She slowly opened the door shutting it behind her.

Cameron lost her breath when she looked around the room. Candles were lighted everywhere ranging in size from extra extra large to teeny tiny. They let off a light fragrance of vanilla in the air. A surprised look came to her face. This is definitely very odd.

"Willy?" She called. "Where are you?"

"I've been waiting forever." Willy said quietly from behind her. She turned around to see Willy in his pj's with a multi colored robe over them.

"I know and I'm so sorry. I lost track of time. I got so into my work I just…" Cameron sighed. She knew she promised she would be back for dinner. "What is all this?" She gestured to the room.

"Do you love me?" He asked taking her hands in his own.

Cameron froze. Her heart kept screaming yes! Yes! Yes, but her mind kept doubting herself. What if he didn't? What's with all the candles? It sure does seem as if he does. 'You are so conceited.' She scolded herself.

"Yes!" She said softly. A huge smiled came to Willy's face before he kissed her passionately.

"I love you too!" He said when they parted. "That's why I have to ask you something?" He said excitedly. "I know we haven't known each other long but I had this weird feeling today when I talked to Charlie and Mrs. Bucket. The greatest feeling of all feelings that could ever be a feeling." He said the last part in an even higher pitch much like a small child. "It was like everything that I was feeling hit me all at once. Then I realized something. Everything just happened so fast that it never hit me. I've been thinking this over all day."

"Aunt Helen told me you had come by to talk to her." Cameron stated. When he didn't continue she spoke up. "What did you want to ask me? What did you realize?" Cameron urged him on.

Willy got very nervous all of a sudden, Cameron watched him shift on his feet a bit before he gently kissed her again. When they parted Willy opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out. 'Are you sure about this Willy?' He kept asking himself but what other way was there to explain how he felt. 'Maybe I should wait. No, if you do this you gotta do it now. It's now or never.' He talked back.

"Will you..um…will you…" Willy gulped nervously.