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I Am Never Letting You Go - Cameron Dallas Imagine

A/N: Kia Ora! I’m not to sure about this one… I really like the beginning but unsure about the end.  This is the longest Imagine that I have ever written, and to be honest I think I am better at shorter ones.  Please let me know what you think.  I hope you like it and feel free to ask me anything or give feed back, I would love to hear what you guys have to say.  

Word Count: 1,316 

Y/N   P.O.V.

“Cam, I’m home!” I yelled from the front entrance way of our shared apartment.  I was absolutely shattered from my long day at school.  Don’t get me wrong, I love teaching, but the whole curriculum is so different here in the States than it is in New Zealand.  Not to mention the spelling! I still end up spelling color with a ‘u’, it drives me nuts some days.  I have been teaching here in the states for a few years now, but I still have those days where I think it might be just easier to go back to New Zealand.

“Hey babe, I’m in the kitchen.  How was your day?” He yells back.  I take my shoes off and walk around the corner to place my bag and keys on the bench, god something smells good!  “Yeah, it was good thanks babe.  I’m absolutely shattered though, the curriculum is killing me!  And don’t even get me started on the spelling!  I have to change my spelling all the time, like when I’m at work and then when I’m Facebook messaging everyone from home, ya know?” I reply with a sigh.  I hop onto one of the bar stools and rest my elbows on the bench top to hold my head in my hands.  I hear Cam walk around the bench and wrap his strong warm arms around my waist. “Y/N, you are doing an amazing job!  I don’t think I would have been able to do what you have done.  You have moved halfway across the world, with no family or friends in the States just so we could live together.  You always seem to amaze me, and I am super proud to call you my girlfriend.”  With that he places a small kiss on my right check and walks back into the kitchen.

“Thank you Cam!”

“There is no thanks needed. It is my job to make sure you are happy and safe.”  He didn’t even look up at me, but I smiled anyways.  To me it just means that there was no real thought in his response and that it was just exactly what he believed.  That’s one of the many things that I love about him.  I step down from the stool and walk around to the other side to wrap my arms around Cams torso.  I press my right check against the middle of his back, right between the shoulder blades.  “What you doing?” I ask in a bit of a sing song voice.  “I’m cooking you your favourite dinner.”  With that reply, I can just tell that he is proud of himself and is displaying an adorable smile on his face.  “Aww, thank you babe!  I must say, you defiantly know how to make a good lasagna.”  With that, I left and went upstairs to get changed out of my work clothes.  I grabbed my sweats, one of Cams hoodies, and my slippers.  I put them on and just before I walked out of the room, I snatched my blanket off the end of the bed and ran down the stairs.  As I was half way down the stairs I hear Cam call, “Y/N, dinner is ready!” I just love the way his accent makes my name sound, it always gives me shivers down my spine which feels amazing.  “I’m coming!” I shout back as I run down the rest of the stairs and the hallway towards the dining room.  “Oh my god Cam!  It smells so good babe, thank you!”
“Well you haven’t tasted it yet Y/N.” He laughs at his comeback. God his laugh and smile are to die for!  It’s when I’m with him, I realise how lucky I am and the small amount of stress worth it.

After dinner, I help Cam clean up.  He insisted that I sat down and didn’t lift a finger, but that’s just not how I roll.  

Cameron’s    P.O.V.

God I wish that she would just sit down and relax.  It isn’t that hard to clean up from dinner, all I have to do is rinse the dishes and put them in the dish washer. But no, it’s not how she rolls.  Y/N has been so stressed out lately, so I just wanted to do something to ease her work load.  Lucky for me, I know exactly how to do just that.  “Thank you for that amazing dinner Cam!”  Y/N says.  She wraps her arms around neck and kisses my cheek before resting her head on my chest. Her accent still drives me crazy! It isn’t as strong as it used to be, but I can still hear it and love it. I put my hands on the back of her thighs, “Jump.”  She does as she is told and giggles as I carry her over to the couch.  I sit down with her on my lap.  I kiss her sweetly while I gently reach over to my right to grab the blanket that she brought down with her.  I guide both of us down to the left where we end up spooning (Y/N being the little spoon of course) on the couch with the blanket covering the both of us. Reaching over the top of Y/N I fumble to find the remote so that I can put on one of her favourite shows, The Game of Thrones.  “How do you know exactly what I need?”  She asks, as we watch the intro.  “Oh, I just had a feeling Y/N, that’s all.” I simply reply.  “Thank you.” Y/N says sweetly.  “Anything for you babe.” I say as I place a small kiss in the crook of her neck.

At just over three quarters of the way through the episode I noticed that Y/N had fallen asleep.  I lean over and pause the episode, knowing all too well that if I watched anymore without her I am a dead man.  I slowly slide out from behind her, careful to not wake her up.  I run upstairs to pull down the blankets on our bed, that way it will make it easier for when I carry her back to bed.  As I make my way back to the lounge, I hear Y/N in the kitchen getting a glass of water. I go over to the door way and lean against the door frame.  I stand and admire her, god she is beautiful. She is doing nothing in particular, just drinking a glass of water.  “Are you ready for bed babe?”  I ask in a soft tone.  “Oh my god!” she squeals, and takes a deep breath.   “Don’t do that!” she demands.  “Sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you Y/N.”  I reply with regret in my voice.  I truly didn’t intend on giving her a fright, she is just such a scaredy cat.  I walk over to her and pick her up bridal style, she wraps her arms around my neck and rests her head on my right collar bone.  As I walk up the hallway I place a gentle kiss on her forehead, I just couldn’t help myself.  

I make my way around to her side of the bed where I place her softly and pull up the covers for her.  I walk into our closet and change into some more comfortable clothes.  As I walk back out into the room I notice that Y/N has ready fallen asleep, I grab my phone so that I can take a snapchat of her.  I caption it with, ‘Someone is a bit tired tonight.’  I save the picture and set it as the lock screen on my phone.  Defiantly one of my favourites.  Laying my head down on my pillow, I hear Y/N stir so I pull her in close, knowing that she is probably stressing about something in her sleep. I hold her tight and whisper, “I am never letting you go.”