Take My Hand: Chapter Two
"No. Actually I was going to say you are an A-grade, egotistic, self absorbed, fake jerk with big smug mouth and a big head to match." I slammed his car door out of sheer anger so hard that I'm pretty sure I heard the glass shake and vibrate. I turned on my heels striding off into my house.
A voice snapped me out of my daydream "Shayla! The door is for you," the voice of my mum's night nurse Karen called down for me and I felt my blood rushing to my ears beating loud like an African bongo drum. I stepped down the stairs on foot after another just to be careful not to slip in my 5 inch devil red heels. As I made my way down the stairs, I saw my mum looking up at me adoringly from her wheelchair she held a frail hand to me and beckoned me closer "mama, are you sure it's okay for me to go out tonight, I could stay if you needed me," she smiled fixing the red flower clip I had placed in my hair, "no need for that Chicken... I can't believe how much you're growing up... you look a lot like me when I was younger," her voice came out slightly shaky I held her hand "I love you mama," I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and headed towards the door "Shayla, wait!" I swung around hearing my mum's voice come out stronger than normal "Yes, mum?" "I have something to give you" she reached into her pocket and pulled out a little pink velvet case and handed it to me, I looked at my mum and to Karen then back to my mum again who just by her eyes I could tell that she was insisting that I opened it.
I opened the box carefully and pulled onto the silver chain and at the end of it was a beautiful diamond and ruby pendant "mum this is beautiful," she reached out for the necklace and my shoulders to spin me around "this was your grandma's then she gave it to me and now it's yours," she placed the pendant on my chest and clasped the ends around the back of the neck "it's white gold with real diamonds and rubies," I turned around and faced my mum putting my hand up to the heart "mama, I couldn't possibly except this," my mum tilted her head to the side "don't be silly, now go" I smiled at her picked up my purse and headed for the door "one more thing Chicken," "What?" SNAP! A bright light hit my eyes, and I saw my mum sitting there smiling with a camera in her hands.
Cameron's P.O.V
I'm supposed to be going on some stupid date with some girl that won a contest. I laid on my bed after being dressed in a stupid suit. I'm sick of my mum and my agent Ryan setting these stupid petty competitions because they think I need a girl to relieve the stress of being a singer. I picked up the tennis ball that was near my head and started playing catch with myself. Honestly all I need is a couple of my mates and I think I'd be fine. I don't see why they keep pressing on me to find someone. I wonder what they think is so special about this one they picked anyway. I sighed and started to get unchanged. I don't know why I should make an effort. It's just going to be another crazed fan girl. I changed into a pair of my skinny jeans and a checker shirt. I'm not making an effort this time. Maybe Mum and Ryan will see that this time enough is enough no more match making. Now all there's left to do is to wait for this "mystery" girl to arrive.
Shayla's P.O.V
I sat in the back seat of Cameron's jet black range rover with his Manager Ryan driving, we were off to go to Cameron's hotel room so he could take me to the Harvester. Ryan was one of those tall dark and handsome models that you always see on TV. He wore dark faded jeans and a pristine white Ralph Lauren polo shirt. I sat there with my hands in my lap twiddling my thumbs keeping my eyes down to my red manicured fingers, I glanced up and saw Ryan taking a quick glance at me with his deep blue eyes through the rear view mirror "a bit nervous are we?" he flashed a reassuring smile one that was telling me 'it's okay,' I returned that smile to him and replied with "just a little bit," my voice came out like sandpaper cutting through the air which was filled with a touch of awkwardness "okay, to avoid the awkwardness why don't you tell me a bit more about yourself?" he flashed me another smile like he had just read my mind.
I took a deep breath and stared back down at my lap, I might as well just tell him everything about me, "I'm 16 years old, my full name is Shayla Anne Tiffany Hart, when I was 14 my dad took me to the park one day and we were having our annual father, daughter day since he was always working, some guy came out of nowhere and shot my dad.. Took his briefcase and just left," I glanced back up at Ryan who had a dumbstruck look plastered on his face, I smiled at him just to show him he didn't have to say anything, "earlier on this year my mum developed cancer and she's incredibly sick right now, so there is nothing she can do, she can't work or do much for herself so I busk out for money on the streets and work double shifts at my local roller diner, but I'm not complaining, I love my mum, I'd do anything to help her out..." he interrupted my train of thought "Shayla... I'm so sorry,"
"No need to be sorry, I'll just take everyday as it comes," we shared smiles again and the air in the car grew silent and heavy again "so Shay, is it okay if I call you that," he ended the silence with a husky voice "of course," "What made you enter this competition?"
"My friend sort of pestered me into entering, then she told me about the prizes to record my own song and I just had to enter, I can't afford to make my own demo so this is a really big opportunity for me," another smile flashed across his face "you know, you're of the most down to earth girl that I have ever spoke to who is a fan of Cameron's... just another quick nosey question... do you have a boyfriend?" my eyes sort of widened at this question, how random and what made him ask a question like that? "No... I don't, why-" he cut me out with a "oh look here we are!" as he got out of the car, I stepped out one heel at a time and was face to face with a beautiful hotel. Once again my heart started to thud. I'm pretty sure even Ryan could hear it.
Cameron's P.O.V
"YO, CAM!" Ryan's voice came boomed as he opened the hotel door, "you ready to go? She's-" he stopped in his tracks and looked at me... "Cameron. What are you wearing?" I raised my eyebrows at him and told him straight up "I'm not making an effort for something I did not want to do."
"Aw, come on Cam, she's all dressed up and you're looking like this?"
"I'm not getting dressed." I flashed him a warning look and then he backed down "you know what, whatever Cameron," he passed me my keys, "you're going to be late for the reservation, just treat this girl right please."
"Whatever" I left the room without looking at him, this will stop him from doing this again I'm sure of it. I saw her, I have to admit that she was quite beautiful, she had light brown eyes that were just too light for her skin tone, but that just make her look even more unique her hair was jet black with some brown highlights in them. Her dress was black and while polka dot dress with red accessories, she smiled at me, her smile was dazzling but I wasn't going to let it get to me, I don't need a girl especially not a crazed fan. "Hi," she said shyly "I'm Shayla," she held out her hand but I overlooked it and just answered with a "Hey, let's go now," and walked straight into the car.
Shayla's P.O.V
I sat in the restaurant on eating my desert of a warm chocolate brownie and ice-cream while he ate a chocolate fudge cake with ice-cream. This was one of the worse dates I had ever been on. The drive here was not one of the most welcoming and warming rides I have ever had. Every time I tried to start a conversation and talk to him, he would shrug me off or just grunt as an answer. And even now his head is just crowned over as he looked at his iphone 4. Honestly I was fuming. Even the way he dressed made me so angry. I spent ages trying to make myself look presentable, even borrowed some of Tally's stuff and he comes out dressed in jeans and a shirt? I have to admit, he is so much better looking in person then he is on TV, the way his hair sweeps across his face, the way his deep hazel eyes shine, but all round he's just a fake jerk. I can't believe what I thought about this boy. I'm really not any kind of fan anymore. All this stuff about being down to earth is all bullshit. And pardon my language but I'm really not impressed. I can't wait to leave.
Cameron's P.O.V
This Shay girl looked confused for the most of this date, this is going to show Mum and Ryan that they can't mess around with this sort of thing again, I had my hands on the wheel and took a small sideways glance at her, she was staring out the window, most probably happy that she was sitting next to me, I shook my head, these fan girls. Out of control and crazy. That's why I will never date them. I did feel kind of rude, I feel bad for it but I just can't take these dates anymore it's driving me to the very point of insanity. I stopped the car in front of this little cottage that she calls her home, it was one of those old vintage styled Victorian houses and I have to admit it was a nice looking house. She got out the car and started heading up the path, then I wound down the window and she looked back staring me in the face, I decided to work some of my Styles charm on her and see her reaction. "Aren't you going to say you had a lovely night and you are glad you got to spend time with me?" Her face was an expression I wasn't use to seeing my fans have, and her reaction was not like any of the other girls I've been set up on dates with... then I knew at that moment I realized, she wasn't like other girls and with her I blew it and, I also lost a fan.
Shayla's P.O.V
I got out the car and looked him in the face, because I heard his car window roll down "Aren't you going to say you had a lovely night and you are glad you got to spend time with me?" he had his smug smirk plastered all across his face. I felt my face heat up and burn red, I'm pretty sure if you tried you'd be able to fry eggs on my cheeks "No. Actually I was going to say you are an A-grade, egotistic, self absorbed, fake jerk with big smug mouth and a big head to match." I slammed his car door out of sheer anger so hard that I'm pretty sure I heard the glass shake and vibrate. I turned on my heels striding off into my house.
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Okay so my other story Heartbeat is for the moment not going to continue because Beauty Personified has the same title and I did not know and for that I am sorry. There is a poll to see if I should change the title or not, and if you vote yes to change the title. Could you please leave a comment to suggest a new title for my story because I have no clue what to call it. Many Thanks!
I opened the box carefully and pulled onto the silver chain and at the end of it was a beautiful diamond and ruby pendant "mum this is beautiful," she reached out for the necklace and my shoulders to spin me around "this was your grandma's then she gave it to me and now it's yours," she placed the pendant on my chest and clasped the ends around the back of the neck "it's white gold with real diamonds and rubies," I turned around and faced my mum putting my hand up to the heart "mama, I couldn't possibly except this," my mum tilted her head to the side "don't be silly, now go" I smiled at her picked up my purse and headed for the door "one more thing Chicken," "What?" SNAP! A bright light hit my eyes, and I saw my mum sitting there smiling with a camera in her hands.
Cameron's P.O.V
I'm supposed to be going on some stupid date with some girl that won a contest. I laid on my bed after being dressed in a stupid suit. I'm sick of my mum and my agent Ryan setting these stupid petty competitions because they think I need a girl to relieve the stress of being a singer. I picked up the tennis ball that was near my head and started playing catch with myself. Honestly all I need is a couple of my mates and I think I'd be fine. I don't see why they keep pressing on me to find someone. I wonder what they think is so special about this one they picked anyway. I sighed and started to get unchanged. I don't know why I should make an effort. It's just going to be another crazed fan girl. I changed into a pair of my skinny jeans and a checker shirt. I'm not making an effort this time. Maybe Mum and Ryan will see that this time enough is enough no more match making. Now all there's left to do is to wait for this "mystery" girl to arrive.
Shayla's P.O.V
I sat in the back seat of Cameron's jet black range rover with his Manager Ryan driving, we were off to go to Cameron's hotel room so he could take me to the Harvester. Ryan was one of those tall dark and handsome models that you always see on TV. He wore dark faded jeans and a pristine white Ralph Lauren polo shirt. I sat there with my hands in my lap twiddling my thumbs keeping my eyes down to my red manicured fingers, I glanced up and saw Ryan taking a quick glance at me with his deep blue eyes through the rear view mirror "a bit nervous are we?" he flashed a reassuring smile one that was telling me 'it's okay,' I returned that smile to him and replied with "just a little bit," my voice came out like sandpaper cutting through the air which was filled with a touch of awkwardness "okay, to avoid the awkwardness why don't you tell me a bit more about yourself?" he flashed me another smile like he had just read my mind.
I took a deep breath and stared back down at my lap, I might as well just tell him everything about me, "I'm 16 years old, my full name is Shayla Anne Tiffany Hart, when I was 14 my dad took me to the park one day and we were having our annual father, daughter day since he was always working, some guy came out of nowhere and shot my dad.. Took his briefcase and just left," I glanced back up at Ryan who had a dumbstruck look plastered on his face, I smiled at him just to show him he didn't have to say anything, "earlier on this year my mum developed cancer and she's incredibly sick right now, so there is nothing she can do, she can't work or do much for herself so I busk out for money on the streets and work double shifts at my local roller diner, but I'm not complaining, I love my mum, I'd do anything to help her out..." he interrupted my train of thought "Shayla... I'm so sorry,"
"No need to be sorry, I'll just take everyday as it comes," we shared smiles again and the air in the car grew silent and heavy again "so Shay, is it okay if I call you that," he ended the silence with a husky voice "of course," "What made you enter this competition?"
"My friend sort of pestered me into entering, then she told me about the prizes to record my own song and I just had to enter, I can't afford to make my own demo so this is a really big opportunity for me," another smile flashed across his face "you know, you're of the most down to earth girl that I have ever spoke to who is a fan of Cameron's... just another quick nosey question... do you have a boyfriend?" my eyes sort of widened at this question, how random and what made him ask a question like that? "No... I don't, why-" he cut me out with a "oh look here we are!" as he got out of the car, I stepped out one heel at a time and was face to face with a beautiful hotel. Once again my heart started to thud. I'm pretty sure even Ryan could hear it.
Cameron's P.O.V
"YO, CAM!" Ryan's voice came boomed as he opened the hotel door, "you ready to go? She's-" he stopped in his tracks and looked at me... "Cameron. What are you wearing?" I raised my eyebrows at him and told him straight up "I'm not making an effort for something I did not want to do."
"Aw, come on Cam, she's all dressed up and you're looking like this?"
"I'm not getting dressed." I flashed him a warning look and then he backed down "you know what, whatever Cameron," he passed me my keys, "you're going to be late for the reservation, just treat this girl right please."
"Whatever" I left the room without looking at him, this will stop him from doing this again I'm sure of it. I saw her, I have to admit that she was quite beautiful, she had light brown eyes that were just too light for her skin tone, but that just make her look even more unique her hair was jet black with some brown highlights in them. Her dress was black and while polka dot dress with red accessories, she smiled at me, her smile was dazzling but I wasn't going to let it get to me, I don't need a girl especially not a crazed fan. "Hi," she said shyly "I'm Shayla," she held out her hand but I overlooked it and just answered with a "Hey, let's go now," and walked straight into the car.
Shayla's P.O.V
I sat in the restaurant on eating my desert of a warm chocolate brownie and ice-cream while he ate a chocolate fudge cake with ice-cream. This was one of the worse dates I had ever been on. The drive here was not one of the most welcoming and warming rides I have ever had. Every time I tried to start a conversation and talk to him, he would shrug me off or just grunt as an answer. And even now his head is just crowned over as he looked at his iphone 4. Honestly I was fuming. Even the way he dressed made me so angry. I spent ages trying to make myself look presentable, even borrowed some of Tally's stuff and he comes out dressed in jeans and a shirt? I have to admit, he is so much better looking in person then he is on TV, the way his hair sweeps across his face, the way his deep hazel eyes shine, but all round he's just a fake jerk. I can't believe what I thought about this boy. I'm really not any kind of fan anymore. All this stuff about being down to earth is all bullshit. And pardon my language but I'm really not impressed. I can't wait to leave.
Cameron's P.O.V
This Shay girl looked confused for the most of this date, this is going to show Mum and Ryan that they can't mess around with this sort of thing again, I had my hands on the wheel and took a small sideways glance at her, she was staring out the window, most probably happy that she was sitting next to me, I shook my head, these fan girls. Out of control and crazy. That's why I will never date them. I did feel kind of rude, I feel bad for it but I just can't take these dates anymore it's driving me to the very point of insanity. I stopped the car in front of this little cottage that she calls her home, it was one of those old vintage styled Victorian houses and I have to admit it was a nice looking house. She got out the car and started heading up the path, then I wound down the window and she looked back staring me in the face, I decided to work some of my Styles charm on her and see her reaction. "Aren't you going to say you had a lovely night and you are glad you got to spend time with me?" Her face was an expression I wasn't use to seeing my fans have, and her reaction was not like any of the other girls I've been set up on dates with... then I knew at that moment I realized, she wasn't like other girls and with her I blew it and, I also lost a fan.
Shayla's P.O.V
I got out the car and looked him in the face, because I heard his car window roll down "Aren't you going to say you had a lovely night and you are glad you got to spend time with me?" he had his smug smirk plastered all across his face. I felt my face heat up and burn red, I'm pretty sure if you tried you'd be able to fry eggs on my cheeks "No. Actually I was going to say you are an A-grade, egotistic, self absorbed, fake jerk with big smug mouth and a big head to match." I slammed his car door out of sheer anger so hard that I'm pretty sure I heard the glass shake and vibrate. I turned on my heels striding off into my house.
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Okay so my other story Heartbeat is for the moment not going to continue because Beauty Personified has the same title and I did not know and for that I am sorry. There is a poll to see if I should change the title or not, and if you vote yes to change the title. Could you please leave a comment to suggest a new title for my story because I have no clue what to call it. Many Thanks!
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