Cameron was driving you home. There was silence. Deafening, awkward silence and this thick tension.

“You know, just because you’re beautiful ,that doesn’t mean you can treat people like they don’t matter. I mean, I really liked you, okay? I defended you when people called you conceded, I helped you when you asked me to..”

“I learned French for you..!”

Cameron laughed in disbelief of himself.

“and then you just blow me off so you can—“

Cameron was cut off by your lips.