I held my breathe, becoming dizzy.
"What is it?" I managed to choke out. The lump in my throat making it hard to talk.
I knew this was a bad idea, and somehow, she found out. I was about to loose my best friend.
"Tessa.." Cameron started, before Tessa cut him off.
"Its my dad. He's sick again." She said, holding back the tears.
Me and Cameron both let out a breathe. I got up and walked over to her, wrapping my arms around her.
"He's gonna be ok." I tried to comfort her as she cried into my shirt. I looked over to cam, giving him the meanest look I could.
After a few minutes of crying, Tessa pulled away, wiping her eyes.
"I think I'm going to go back to the room, you guys can hang here, I don't wanna be a party pooper." She sniffled.
"No, Cameron's going back with you." I demanded, not wanting to be alone with him.
"No. Please I want to be alone." She whispered, getting up and walking out.
The door shut, and I felt trapped instantly. I could hear Cameron get up from the bed and walk over to me.
"That was close." He said, tickling my neck with his breathe. I turned around, pushing him off me.
"Cameron! How can you still want to do this after that?" I asked, screaming.
"Shut up!" He whisper yelled.
"Tessa's in the room over!"
"I don't fucking care. This is over, and I'm going to tell her right now!" I yelled walking towards the door.
"Tessa! Don't do this!" He said, grabbing my hand and pulling me back so my butt was right on his junk. "Think about what your doing." Cam said, grabbing my hips, pulling me closer. I struggled to break free, not letting myself give in this time.
"Cameron! Stop!" I screamed, breaking my self free. "You're such an ass!"
"Maybe, but no other "ass" can make you feel as good as I do." He smirked, grabbing my hips and pulling me into him, grazing his lips over mine. "You can't deny you want me, right here, right now."
He ran his hand up my stomach, before grabbing my face and kissing me. But not like how he usually kissed me, it wasn't a makeout, it was only about 5 seconds, and then pulled away.
He let go of me, and walked past me, slamming the door, leaving me alone, wondering what just happened.