Cameron and I were awkward until we got home, where we went our separate ways. I'm not going to be his booty call, oh hell no. I want a man who cares for me. Sure Cameron cares, he's my best friend. But I don't know if he would love me, or just want me for sex.

"Hey Shawn" I mumble. My head was quite elsewhere: on the kiss.

He appeared and smiled at me.

"How was dinner"

I gulped thinking about the damn kiss but decided not to tell him about him.

"Cameron said you two kissed"

What the fuck

How does he know

Oh yeah, he's a ghost who doesn't respect privacy.

"How come do you always have to be so nosy Mr.Mendes"

His face turned into a frown, he looked frustrated, annoyed. Again he hates me, he's always looked at me this way.

"Is it true, did you kiss him"

I nodded and looked up to him.

"Yeah, do you have a problem with that"

"Yeah, yeah I do actually"

My eyes widened.

"W..what" I stuttered

"I was kidding, I don't give a shit"

He chuckled nervously and scratched the back of his neck.

"Are you sure"

He nodded,

"Yeah I'm sure, it's not like I'm jealous or anything" he chuckles nervously again.

"What if I told you I wasn't the one who made the first move" I said hesitantly.

"You didn't?"

I shook my head no

"But I kissed him back"

He got frustrated again and left the room.

"Shawn come back"

And he didn't. He's worst than a girl on his period. I wonder why he got so mad. He's actually so sensible to everything that goes on around him. I think hasn't had people around here in a while and that he's just overwhelmed with everything going on. That's what it has to be.

I have to admit kissing Cameron gave me butterflies but I don't know if I would be able to go out with him. I know he has every girl to his feet. He can pick anyone, why me?

I heard a guitar playing in the attic.. I decided I would go see, when I opened the door, I saw something surprising..