Novel & Cerita Cameron 10 Things I Hate

“You can say whatever's on your mind, you know.” I hesitate, then go for it. “I'm just…. worried about him and how he's faring,” “I'm worried sick too,” “Then find time and talk to him,” “As if he doesn't hate me enough.” I exhale slowly, my eyes on him. “That’s the thing, you both share same thoughts,” Soren raises an eyebrow. “Cameron won't talk to you because somehow he thinks you hate him and vice versa,” “I don't hate him,” “He doesn't know that,” I cut in.

"Stop supporting him! You’re supposed to be on my side, and I checked the stadium for your information. There was no one there except two lovers making out." "Did you check the gym?" Mia’s mouth snapped shut. “Cameron is my dorm mate and I’ve grown to like him. We started on a bad note but there’s nothing wrong with him beneath his arrogant exterior. He’s actually problem-free, and I like him there’s nothing anyone can say to change my mind,” Caleb said going on a mini protest against Cameron’s haters “Why are you so mad at him, Athena?” he asked me, and my food felt like it was stuck in my throat. I did the right thing by quickly changing the subject.

Walking to my cabin I drowned myself with work. I hate him! I hate you Aaron Kingston! *****

He decides to tell Atlene everything when they are alone finally. "I miss ice cream." Cameron suddenly shoots up, and everyone looks at him weirdly. "What? Don't you miss good ol' vanilla flavored ice cream to make your dull days seem bright? I mean, if there was ice cream, I bet we would all feel so much better about every fucked up thing we have going on." He adds, nodding in acceptance with himself since no one else seemed to agree with him. "He is such a blabbermouth, but he might be on to something with the ice cream claim though…" Ringan says, smiling slightly at the thought of ice cream on hard days and their healing powers.

At Joe, at the festival and at the years I had wasted being afraid. Cameron pulled me into his lap. I went willingly, straddling his thighs, my knees on either side of his hips. His hands found my waist, steadying me, and I pressed my forehead to his. "I hate him," I said. "I know." "I hate what he did to us. Tonight. To—" "I know." "I wanted tonight to be perfect. I wanted everyone to see my work and forget about him. And instead…"

From my spot behind him I had a good view of his black hair and the messenger bag he shifted from one shoulder to the other from time to time. It irked me, but I figured the least I could do would be to keep shut at least all this was over. My mind wandered to Vivian and I bit down on my lips. The girl would freak out if she caught a whiff of what I was doing and who I was doing it with too. She never liked Cameron and well if I was being honest, no one actually did and it made sense because he hated everyone back. Literally everyone but most especially me and I found that strange because,why would anyone hate me? Especially when I'd done nothing to harm them.

His nice-guy act had completely disappeared. “D-Did you install cameras in my home?” I backed away. “There’s no need to be scared.” Rising to his feet, Cameron inched closer toward me. “I just love you so much. “You have no idea how beautiful you are when you sleep. “My favorite part is when you roll over, holding your blanket.” He reached for my face. “Pervert!” I grabbed the stapler off the desk and hurled it at him. It struck him right between the eyes.

I ignore it until I can’t anymore. It’s Calista. “Holy shit, Liv, why haven’t you been picking up for hours?” she says when I pick up. “Caspian said you must report to his engagement party right now or you’re fired. You know he’s a total dickhead.” I breathe in shakily. That bastard. After everything tonight, him again? The cruel, prideful, annoying billionaire who has made my life hell for five years. Caspian Fender. He never misses a chance to humiliate me, always snapping about my outfits, my shoes, my curly hair. “A disgrace to the Fender Empire,” he loves to sneer. “How dare a secretary of this company represent us looking like that?” His sharp tongue cuts everyone, but especially me. I

I manically laughed, "And you, how the Hell do you fit into all of this, Cameron?" "You know I looked up to Zeus, and you couldn't have cared that you tried to kill him. Take him away from people who loved him like my mother and me." "Was mother a love-crazed bitch-" Before I could finish, a hard slam came across my cheek, which I held, wincing from the pain. "Don't ever call my mother names ever again, that's your first warning," Cameron said. The cruelty in his tone, the coldness. "Zeus did a number on you," I retorted.

I said, rubbing my chin. I’m never going to let him take what’s mine, he never liked father, and father never liked him, always trying to be alone and spiteful, I hated that, besides he pushed me off a railing when we were little, I’m not going to let him have his cake and still eat it. I picked up my phone to dial a number “It’s time I did things my way” I muttered, dialing. “Hey hot stuff” I heard her call over the phone, I rolled my eyes, she’s only attracted to the wealthy, just the type I’m looking for.