Ava had updated her facebook status to single...
I guess this ment that we were really over....
I couldnt believe this, it had been 6 months since i said goodbye to her.
Nash was taking me to a party tonight, but tbh i didnt feel like parting.
"Cameron!" I got out of bed and walked downstairs towards Nash's room.
"What?" Nash was standing with two shirts in his hands. A blue one and a white one.
"Which one should i get on for the party?" He looked confused at me.
i looked at both of the shirts and then looked at Nash.
"The blue one, it matches your eyes" He smiled.
"Thanks man" He took it on and look at himself in the mirror.
I was about to talk upstairs to my bed again, when Nash called my name again...
I stopped and walked back inside his room.
He looked at me.
"We're going in a few mintues, go get ready" i nodded and walked upstairs.
I didnt want to go to this party.
Maybe i could act sick, i guess i could i was going to acting classes so i should be abe to play sick.
I got into my room and found a white shirt.
i pulled it on and closed it.
I sat my hair and took on some deo.
I got my shoes on and walked downstairs again.
Nash looked at me and smiled.
"You look good bro, youre a real chick magnet"
I smiled and walked with Nash down to the car and got in.
I was driving, Nash told me where to drive to and then we drove.
We got to the party and walked inside.
Nash walked beside me and smiled.
I didnt even know the person who was having this party.
Nash walked towards some girls and pulled me with him.
He hugged one of the girls and looked at me.
"This is Cameron, and cam this is Acacia, she is hosting this party"
I smiled and looked at her.
She was pretty, but not as pretty as Ava.
She smiled at me. "Hey"
I had to be kind, so i smiled back.
Nash smiled at me and walked away with Acacias friend.
Which left me alone with Acacia.
I didnt know how to talk to her.
I had nothing to talk to her about.
"Uhm, do you want a beer?" She kept smiling.
"Yeah sure" She turned around and reachted out for a glass.
She turned back around and gave me the glass while still smiling.
i took a sip and looked around.
"Hey, come with me" I looked at Acaica.
She reached out for my hand and gave me a flity look.
"Uhm, i dont know" She giggled and shoke her hand.
"Come on, i dont bite"
I smiled and took her hand.
She pulled me with her, away from the party.
Away from the music and all the drunk people.
She pulled me with her into her room.
She closed the door and smiled at me.
I walked around her room, looking at her pictures.
I saw a picture of her with some guys playing music.
"Who is that?" She walked towards me.
"Thats my band, WaterColor"
I turned around and somehow i ended up with my nose touching hers.
She looked into my eyes.
I looked at a box which were standing in my room.
"Memories" was written with a black marker all over the box.
i'd been in Malibu for 6 months, but i still hadnt opened that box.
Not even once.
My friend Penny had asked me about it a few times already, but my anwser always was.
Im not ready to face them.
Cus i wasnt.
I knew what was in that box.
Pictures, a tshirt, a beanie, drawings and letters.
All from Cameron.
Pictures of all our years together also as friends. There were pictures from back when we were kids and didnt know about this crappy world.
The t shirt Cameron always let me sleep in when i was at his house.
The beanie he gave me for my 14th birthday.
Drawings we drew as kids, about our happy life when we grow up and lived together and had alot of animals. Like a big zoo only at home.
Letters he wrote me whenever he was away and missed me.
All those memories were still in that box.
I didnt want it to go in the basement, but i also didnt want to face the memories it holded.
So i just placed it in the back of my closet.
My mom had found a new boyfriend, she had always been good at finding a new love when the other one failed.
I guess she just didnt teach me that.
I wish she had, cus then i wouldnt live with the thought of Cameron every single day.
I still followed him on Twitter, i was still friends with him on facebook and i still had his snapchat.
But it broke my heart to look at his tweets, his statuses and his mystorys.
It actually looked like he was happy. Without me.
i guess it was true.
I just had to face that.
Even if i couldnt face the memories, i had to face the fact that he had moved on.
Even if it broke my heart even more then it already did when i said goodbye to him.