Try not to cry about it // Cameron Dallas
Request: Can you please write me an imagine where I’m Cam's little sister and we get into a fight about the guy I'm starting to date and he ends up being right about him and he makes me cry but we makeup afterwords? My name is Calista and I’m 17 but most people call me Cali :)
I slid my brass keys along the marble counter tops that decorated the kitchen as I threw my backpack on the polished wooden floor, quietly signaling to my mom that I was home from school.
“Cali baby, is that you?” I heard her call as she cascaded down the stairs and into the kitchen.
“Yeah, who else would it be?” I questioned with a chuckle as she rolled her eyes, kissing my forehead as she walked towards the kitchen table.
My head shot towards the front door as his familiar voice echoed throughout the first floor of our Californian home.
“Cameron,” I breathed out in shock, running to hug the brown haired boy who waited patiently for my embrace.
“Hey Cal,” He smiled, messing my hair up with his tan, calloused hand.
“What are you doing here? I thought you were supposed to be in New York for the weekend,” I asked with furrowed eyebrows, both happy and confused by my brother’s sudden arrival.
“That was the plan, but it just didn’t work out I guess.” He shrugged, not bothered by the cancellation of his trip to New York with Aaron. “So I’ll be in Chino this week.”
“It’s going to be great,” My mother beamed, clapping her hands with excitement. “Your brother and I thought we would go to BOA steak house with Sierra and Brent tonight. How does that sound?” She asked, both her and Cam waiting for my answer in anticipation.
“Um,” I bit my lip softly before continuing, “That sounds amazing and I would totally go but I already have plans with someone else.” I said nonchalantly, hoping Cam wouldn’t be upset that I was ditching him as soon as he walked through the door.
“With who?” He questioned, taking a seat on the plump couch that sat in the family room.
“His name is Brendan, he’s on the Chino Hills football team.” I said quietly, ignoring my mom’s playful eye roll.
“Brendan Hill?” Cameron interrogated with a frown.
“You know him?” I asked surprised, thinking Cameron forgot about everyone he left behind in this town.
“Who doesn’t know him,” He said coolly, quiet enough for only me to hear it.
“Again? Is it starting to get serious Calista? This is the third time you’ve gone out with him this week,” She said with a grin, hoping I’d dish all of my romantic details.
“Wait, you’ve been going out with this guy?” Cam inquired, knitting his eyebrows close together.
“Yeah,” I answered with a shrug, turning back to my mother. “I would cancel but he planned this huge night for us and I can’t just diss him like that.”
“He’ll get over it,” Cameron spat, readjusting the baseball cap that lay on his head.
“No, you’re right.” My mom went on, ignoring Cameron’s snippy remarks. “We have all week, we can go to the steak house another night. Cam, I’ll go pick up some takeout and you and I can stay at home and find something to do.”
Cameron and I waved goodbye to our mom as she grabbed her purse and made her way towards the car that sat alone in the driveway, avoiding the obvious tension until she was out of sight.
“Why are you going out with Brendan Hill? That guys a total prick and you know it.” He spoke nonchalantly, causing me to roll my eyes.
“That’s not true Cam,” I said with a frown while I tugged at the ends of my hair. “You would say that no matter who I was going out with. Brendan’s really sweet and I’m comfortable with him so just let it go okay? Besides, you don’t get to just come home and start micromanaging my life. You’re never around for it anyway.” I said reluctantly, not wanting to start a fight with him during the short period of time he would be here.
“Whatever Cali,” He snickered while pushing past me, “Have a good night, but don’t wake me up crying when you get home because that loser did something.”
I rolled my eyes as his door slammed, and decided it was best to leave early and avoid upsetting my mother with some stupid fight Cameron and I got into.
“Tonight was nice,” Brendan chuckled as he kissed up my neck, referring to the heated hookup we had just finished.
“It was alright I guess,” I giggled, pulling his lips against mine once more. “I have to go. I’ll see you tomorrow.” I lightly waved as I stepped out of his car and watched his headlights disappear down the dark road.
I let out a sigh of contentment and quietly walked in the house, surprised to see my entire family squished together on the couch.
“Hi sweetheart, how was your night?” My mom asked as I threw off my shoes and walked towards my sister.
“Good” I smiled with a blush, snatching some of Sierra’s popcorn.
“We know what that means,” My sister said loudly, wiggling her eyebrows in my direction.
“Sierra,” My mother sighed before shoving her slightly.
I watched Cameron’s stone cold face glare at the blaring tv in front of them, and I took his tension as my queue to leave.
“I have school in the morning so goodnight. Love you guys,” I shouted as I raced up the stairs, eager to climb into my warm bed.
The final school bell finally went off after an agonizingly long sixth period, signaling that Friday had come to an end at Chino Hills High.
I rounded the last corner of endless hallways before I finally reached the parking lot, lucky enough to make it to my car before the majority of the school did. I threw my backpack into my passenger seat and froze as I noticed the car that was parked directly beside mine. Brendan’s beat up Chevrolet truck lay motionless next to me as he sat in the front seat, his head thrown back in euphoria. I felt my stomach drop as I watched a blonde beauty lift her head up from his lap, chastely kissing him before leaning back in her own seat.
Moments later Brendan’s eyes were glued to mine, neither of us daring to move. I whipped my head away from him and slammed my keys into the ignition, attempting to distract myself from the sight I just witnessed.
“Cali, hold on!” My hands began to shake against the steering wheel as my passenger door rattled open, revealing a guilty looking Brendan.
“What do you want? I have to get home,” I whispered quietly, trying to withhold the tears that were pushing at my eyelids.
“I know you saw that Cal but to be fair it’s not like we were official or anything. I’m still a single guy, you know? It’s not like I cheated on you.” He spoke confidently, running his fingers through his tousled hair.
“Don’t call me Cal. Don’t call me anything. Get away from my car before I hit you with it,” I spat, pushing his figure away from the open door before slamming it.
I drove home in complete silence, the only noise coming from my sniffling nose.
I parked my car and wandered inside, hoping I would be lucky enough to be home alone.
“Cali? Hey, I’m going to Chase’s. Mom said there’s leftovers in the fridge.” Cameron called out, walking past me in the crammed kitchen.
Normally Cameron’s neglect would have infuriated me, but I was too numb to worry about how he spent his time in Chino.
“Okay,” I mumbled shakily, my fingers still trembling from my silent rage.
I ran my fingers throughout my thick brown hair in attempt to ignore Cameron’s eyes that I could feel on my small form.
“What’s going on?” He inferred quietly, closing the door he had opened for his departure.
“Nothing, I’m going upstairs.” I muttered, turning to the staircase that would lead me to the comfort and safety of my own bedroom.
“Calista stop,” He commanded, pulling me back with my tanned wrist. “What’s wrong?”
“You were right about Brendan,” I mumbled, looking at the floor in shame.
I heard him chuckle softly as he released his hold on my arm and rubbed at his eyes. “I should have known that this was going to be about him. I don’t even have to time to entertain this shit, my friends are waiting for me.”
“Fuck you and your friends.” I whispered harshly, backing away from him.
“What did you just say?” He tested, raising his eyebrows at me.
“I said fuck you, Cameron.” I felt the tears finally fall from my chocolate covered eyes, dampening my smooth cheeks. “You’re supposed to give a shit, but I’m used to this from you so fine. Enjoy your night,” I finished, throwing the car keys in frustration.
“Cal wait. I’m sorry, I didn’t realize you were this upset about it,” He said softly, stepping closer to me.
“Of course you didn’t, because you’re too wrapped up in being right all the time.” I continued, wiping at the excess tears that continued to fall.
“I’m sorry Cal. I’m really sorry, please stop crying,” He whispered, slowly wrapping his arms around my shaky form.
“I just miss you,” I mumbled into his tear stained shirt, refusing to let go of him.
“I miss you too Cali. I’m going to cancel with the guys, alright? You and I should just do something tonight.” He said with sympathy, finally releasing me from his warm embrace.
“I’d like that,” I finally smiled, happy to have made up with Cam.
I’m incapable of writing an imagine that’s a decent length and I’m sorry. I actually really like this one though so it’s okay for now :) Hehe thank you for the request and keep sending some in!!!! Love y’all
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