i hate long chapters

i wasnt sure how to make this chapter right.

nvm doesnt matter because you all are going to HATE ME

:'(

Campbell's pov

Its been more than 24 hours since I fell in the water.

I lay in my bed, sick as a dog.

Maya comes in my room with another box of tissues; I had already used up two boxes, so far.

She sits on the side of my bed and hands me the box.

I set them next to me, take one out, and blow my nose out.

I toss the snotty rag in trash can placed at my bedside.

"So...We're about to go to get the tree." Maya announces.

I sit up, throw the covers off of me, and kick my legs over the edge.

"Okay, let me just get ready." I say and walk over to my dresser.

"No Campbell. Your family and I are. Not you." She explains,

while walking over to me.

She grabs my hand and drags me back to my bed.

I groan.

"You're too sick to be going anywhere," she states, "you should just stay in bed."

I lay back down and she puts the blanket over me.

My phone vibrates on the the nightstand, Maya picks it up, and rolls her eyes.

"You have a text." She informs me sounding disgusted; she hands me the phone.

I have a message from Karlee.

Karlee: Hey Cammy, you okay?

Does Maya not like Karlee?

"I don't like her, Cam." Maya admits.

Okay...well that answers my question.

"Why not?" I question her.

"Because... I just on't."

"Yeah, that's a pretty good reason not to like someone." I joke.

Maya's glaring at me.

"Cam, I don't like her, because she's all over you." She says.

"No, she's not." I deny.

"Yes, she is; but you are too oblivious to notice."

"We're just good friends, Maya."

"Doesn't seem like that's what you two want to be."

"Huh?" I say confused, "what do you mean?"

"Your friends had told me that you've had a crush on her all your life."

I bet Brian and Scott are these "friends" she's talking about.

"Yeah, had...as in past. I don't anymore."

Maya sits back down on my bed next to me and says, "Are you sure that you don't have feelings for her anymore?"

I hesitate to answer.

Trust me, I do not like Karlee anymore.

Its just my mouth won't say the word(s) to confirm.

Her eyebrows raise and she attempts to get up. I grab her arm, pull her back down to me, and say, "Positive. I love you, M., not her. Just you."

Maya blushes and says, "Promise me you wont do anything with her."

"Maya, how could you think I'd ever chea—" I start.

She cuts me off and repeats, "Promise me you wont do anything with her."

"Okay, Okay, I promise."

"Good."

"Does that mean I can't text her anymore?"

Suddenly, Aiden and Cassie rush into the room. "Ready to go, Maya?" They ask.

"Yeah, lets go." They all exit the room.

Maya never answered my question about texting Karlee.

I assume I can; texting isn't cheating.

I whip out my phone and send a text back to her.

Me: No. I feel like shit.

Me and Karlee are just friends; friends can text each other.

I hear the car pull out; they're leaving.

After about 20 minutes, me and Karlee have a short conversation in texts.

Karlee: I'm sorry :(

Me: Its not your fault.

Karlee: YEA IT IS

Me: No its not.

Karlee: Yes it is. I feel bad

Me: Well stop. I'm not dead, just sick. Okay?

Karlee: OK. I'm coming over

Me: Why?

Karlee: To get my skates. I never got them back from Maya

Me: Oh. Okay.

Karlee: Ill be over in a bit

Me: Coil

Karlee: Don't you mean "cool" ?

Me: Nope. I meant coil.

Karlee: Youre so weird ;)

Me: Gracias.

Ding dong! Our door bell rung.

It must be Karlee.

I open the door; there she stands.

"You look horrible." She insults me.

I nod in agreement; I know I probably do look bad.

"Where's my skates?" She inquired.

I answer her with a shrug of the shoulders.

"Can I come in and look?" She asked. I open the door wider and she strolls in.

"Where is everyone?" She asks.

"Out getting the tree for Christmas." I rejoin.

She says, "Oh." She walks up the stairs and I follow behind her.

She turns into my room.

"Why are you going in there?" I question, sprinting to my room.

Once I enter, I am caught off guard with a kiss from Karlee.

She kisses me agressively.

I quicly break away from her.

She has a smirk on her face.

"What are you doing?!" I inquire.

Her facial expression switches from happy to sad.

"Cam, I've liked you for a long time," she admits, "and I know you have liked me, too."

"Yeah, but Karlee...I have a girlfriend."

Karlee takes hold of my hands and says, "She doesn't have to know."

She leans in and kisses me again, but this time I don't reject it. I kiss back.

I know I should stop, but part of me doesn't want to.

The girl who I had adored almost all of my life was kissing me. I cant just stop.

Can I?

Voices in my head are telling me to stop:

Stop, Cam, Stop!

You made a promise not to cheat.

Think of how Maya would feel if she knew.

I refuse to listen to them and I continue kissing.

We end up on my bed.

I hear my phone shaking on my nightstand.

I ignore it.

Maya's pov

Cam's not answering his phone.

He must be sleep.

I leave him a voicemail.

"Hey Cam, I hope you're feeling at least a little bit better. Were just a few towns over, getting the tree. Um...I really appreciate you promising to stay away from Karlee; that meant a lot to me. I love you."