The Conversation Pt. I

    'So...' Cameron awkardly says, after taking a sip of his coffee. 'I'm thinking I said something really, really dumb last night, but, everything's a bit foggy.'

    'Oh? What do you think you said?' I try to play it cool, as I flip the bread over in the large skillet.

    'You know, this and that...something about me...and you...'

    'You did...'

    'Oh, so it wasn't a dream.'

    'Nope,' I say. 'We're making this incredibly awkard for ourselves, aren't we.'

    'Yeah, you know, I think we are.'

    'Well...'

    Cameron comes up behind me, and turns me to face him.

    'I really, really like you. So much.'

    'Ye--yeah?' I manage to stutter. 'I really like you too.'

    'But...Erin...'

    Way to ruin the mood, Cameron, way to ruin the mood.

    'I'm going to have to wait until you figure that out.' I say, as tears involuntarily start to fall down my face.

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