Part 3.
It had been a week since I started working with One Direction. I can safely say they are all amazing. I'm pretty close to all of them but mostly with Niall, Harry and Louis. Louis. Me and him were really close even after a week. We had hung out of the studio and he would help me write some material. He is amazing and I think I might be falling in Love? It's too early to tell.
When we jammed, we jammed. It was amazing. Either me or my Dad would be playing guitar and we would all sing at the top of our voices. Their vocals were faultless and mine had gotten better after singing everyday. I'm so thankful to my Dad for giving me this opportunity.
It was the weekends and our days off, I had arranged for me and the girls to go into London for a girly day. After spending 5 days with all the boys I missed the girly talk. They all knew I had a job with my Dad but they had no idea who with and well they all loved One Direction. It would be hilarious to see their faces.
We walked through Starbucks towards the till, I brought my usual and went to pay. Just as I got my money out I felt something heavy come into contact with my back. I squealed and realized who it was. I laughed and turned around to face a grinning Louis. I flung my arms around his neck and hug him close to me. I fely his chest rise and fall quickly because of his laughter.
"Hi Louis."
"Hey Cammie." I pulled away and took a good proper look at him. He looked as gorgeous as ever his hair styled today slightly spiky but still swept across his forehead. He wore a red stripy top with a pair of cropped jeans and some braces. He looked fiiine. I watched as the rest of One Direction walk into Starbucks. I greeted them all by hugging them.
"Here come meet my friends." I grabbed my drink and walked over to the table where all of my friends were sitting.
"Guys I have some people you might want to meet." All of my friends looked up and their eyes widened. I grinned. "This is one Direction, One Direction meet Lucy, Melody and Brittany."
"Hi girls." One Direction waved at them and they waved back still staring at them. I just laughed and went to sit on the sofa. Lucy was the first to speak. She was the loud mouth, the heart and soul of the party. By no means was she shy. Her bright hair cut into a fluffy bob with a block full fringe. She never failed to make me laugh and she was my partner in crime and truly my best friend. Melody was quiet and seductive in her own special way. Her olive skin glowed with radiance. Her pin-straight pitch black hair was the subject of many peoples jealousy. She was a friend that was there with you to the end no matter what. I adored her and loved her to pieces. Finally Brittany. The one everyone loves. She was cute and sometimes a little divvy but nobody cared. She was kind to everyone and didn't judge until she had properly meet you. Her ash blond hair falling around her shoulders in loose waves and her bright blue eyes shining under her long eyelashes. What I loved about these people is that they loved me for who I am and not for what my family are, like a lot of people did in my past. Harry went to sit next to Lucy while Zayn walked over to Melody and Niall skipped over to Brittany. Liam supposedly already had a girlfriend and was busy inviting her here.
*LOUIS' P.O.V*
The boys had decided to do a little shopping. I personally didn't care about shopping my thoughts were entirely on her. Cameron Rose. She truly is amazing. Over the last week we had really connected and I felt like she was one of my best friend. She was sweet, cute and friendly. She is easy to talk to and she doesn't judge anyone. When I first met her she wasn't like any of the other girls, she wasn't starstruck she acted normal like we weren't famous. I admired her for that.
"Wanna get a starbucks?" Harry called from ahead. We all agreed and began to make out way to starbucks occasionally having some picture or writing some autographs for a few fans. We finally reached the coffee shop and I glanced in to see Cameron. She had just walked in and the air con picked up her dark hair and blew it around her face. She looked stunning. I know I shouldn't mix business with pleasure but with someone as gorgeous as that how can I not? She was intelligent, she was talented and she 'vibe'. I could tell that she wasn't into us as friends because we are famous but for who we are as people. I liked that. She played hard to get all the time as well. Whenever I would try and make a move she would brush it off. It made me want her ever more.
"Isn't that Cameron?" Zayn commented beside me. I nodded. "And her friend? Whoa that girl just sitting down in fiiiine." I chuckled and watched as Zayn goggled at the girl with the olive skin and pin-straight dark hair.
"Come on lets go see them." I could tell he was eyeing up the girl with the bright red hair, I only had eyes for Cameron. We all entered Starbucks and I rushed up to Cameron who was about to pay for her drink. I jumped on top of her making her stumble. She screamed and turned to see who it was. I grinned as she smiled at me and chuckled. She flung her arms around my neck and pulled me close to her. I swung my arms around her waist. I rested my chin on her shoulder and took a deep breath. She smelt amazing, her perfume was sweet but not strong and her hair smelt clean and recently washed.
"Hi Louis." Her sweet voice sending goosebumps down my legs.
"Hey Cammie." I looked at her clothes. She was wearing a pair of leather pants with a pair of heels and a Blue banana top. She looked amazing. Her hair piled up on her head with a few strands falling in her face.
"Here come meet my friends." She guided us over to her friends. She introduced us and we all chimed back 'Hi'. I watched as Harry went to sit next to Lucy, Zayn went to Melody and Niall went to Brittany. Liam got out his phone to invite over Lisa, his girlfriend. I took a seat next to Cameron and stared at her amazing looks. She was other-worldy. How can someone that beautiful also be so nice as well? It just looked impossible. Something was telling me that I shouldn't let her go. I didn't plan to what so ever.
After a few hours of chatting with her friends and staring at Cameron while she wasn't looking we decided to leave Starbucks.
"Why don't we go hang out at somebodies house?" Brittany piped up. Niall wrapped his arm around her shoulder and she nestled into his chest. I have to admit that they were a cute couple. I wanted that to be me and Cameron.
"What about your place Cammie? We can Jam with your Dad again?" Harry asked from the other side of the group. He was holding hands Lucy, I glanced over at Zayn who was staring into Melody's eyes with his hands on her hips. Fucking hell are me and Cameron the only ones?
"No can do. My mum is home." A dark look fell on all of the girls' faces. Brittany shook her head and Lucy gasped. Wait? Was I missing something? Cameron's mum had never been mentioned but I hadn't heard anything bad about her.
"Yeah Cammie's mum is a ha-"
"Lucy." Cameron hissed cutting Lucy off. Something was up. I would have to find out.
"Sorry! Come over to mine if you guys want. Parents are out at my Aunts and wont be back till tomorrow and my brother is at a friends." We all nodded and made our own way back to her house. I went with Cameron. I tried to get her alone but Liam insisted in sharing a lift with us and his precious Lisa.
We had been at Lucy's for over an hour and I was still trying to get Cameron on her own. Seriously I never knew it was this hard.
"I'm going to get a drink." She announced, This was my chance. I let her go from the room and walk down the hall and into the kitchen. I waited for a minute before getting up and slipping out of the room without being noticed. I jogged down the end of the hall and slipped into the kitchen. I shut the door behind me and she turned around and a small smile reached her lips.
"Spill Louis. I know you have been wanting to get me away for ages now." Wow she was good!
"Okay I want to know about your Mum and why you dismissed your house so quickly." I heard her sigh and slammed the glass back down on the counter.
*Cameron's P.O.V*
I knew this would come up at some point. I just hadn't realized when. I had to tell him, to give him a heads up.
"Sit down this could be a long story." He obeyed and he grabbed a chair and sat on it backwards in front of me. I lifted myself onto the kitchen counter and ran my hand through my hair.
"Right well I will start with my sister. Zoey was my twin, we did everything together, shared everything and we loved each other dearly. She was the favourite twin though, the amazingly talented one and the bright one. Everybody thought she was going to go far and up until recently she was." I stopped as tears threatened to over spill. Louis looked up at my sympathetically.
"What happened Cammie?" His voice was soft and soothing. I swallowed hard and looked him in the eye.
"She died." Louis took a sharp intake of breath and rested a hand on my knee. "We were walking home from school and I crossed the road and Z thought because I had crossed that it was safe and crossed over. She was hit. She died at the scene. She was only 13." I winced as I closed my eyes and watched as the scene that had haunted me for years played in front of my eyes. I watched as she went flying over the bonnet of the car and landed with a thump on the floor. I remember rushing over and blood staining the floor.
"Cammie, I'm so sorry." I half laughed and shook my head. "But how does this tie in with your mum?" I closed my eyes and breathed deeply to get my voice back to normal.
"She can't look at me without seeing Zoe, she was left with the one who isn't talented and who isn't going to go far in life and she can't stand it." Tears began to roll down my face and I heard Lou's chair scrap away and I thought he was going to leave me alone. I was wrong. He pulled me into a bone crushing hug, stroking my long hair.
"Now I know that's not true. You are talented as fuck and with me as a friend you will go far in life," He earned a little giggle from me for that comment, "And even though I never met Zoey I'm sure you were very different. Nobody is like You Cammie." I know this to be so untrue.
Zoey was exactly like me, we liked the same music, had the same taste and practically shared the same personality. I Love Louis even more for his comment about me going far but I know Zoey would have gone further.
It was now 10pm and Louis had just dropped me home from Lucy's, Louis had been different towards me today and I couldn't tell if I liked it or not. I said a not-so-happy farewell and thanked him for the ride.
"Thanks Louis, I owe you one." He simply smiled at me.
"Anything for you Cammie."
"Bye then." He waved goodbye and I grabbed my bag and opened the door.
I know what you are thinking. He is going to pull my arm and pull me back onto the seat. He is going to make me turn around and look into his eyes. He is going to confess his Love for me and then I would in return. And then we would share our first incredible kiss?
No. That didn't happen. This isn't some Nicholas Sparks book. This is reality and in reality Louis doesn't like me. I got out the car and slammed the door shut and waved Louis off and rushed out of the rain into my house. I began to make my way towards the steps and to the safety of my own room.
"Cameron?" I heard my mothers shrill voice call me from the living room. I winced and gulped as my feet began to drag me towards my mother.
"Yeah mum?" My voice sounding all sweet and innocent.
"Where have you been today?" I stopped short, I couldn't detect any menace in her voice, no sarcasm no nothing.
"I went out with some friends." She nodded.
"That's nice, I thought you had been working too hard." WHOA! Seriously where has my mum gone?
"Yeah okay well I'm a little tired."
"Okay sweetie you go get some sleep." She got up and kissed my cheek as she went into the kitchen. I stood there dumbstruck. Since I was 13 she has never been 'nice' towards me! Was she on some sort of drug or instead of being grumpy on her period she was being nice?
I made my way upstairs thinking to myself, do you think this will last? At the moment I was convinced yes.
I was wrong, so, so wrong.