Cameron watched her move into the kitchen, turning on the carpet to keep his eyes on her. Ah, he'd hit a nerve, he mused. He managed to keep a slow smile from creeping over his face. Yes, in fact he did feel as if she was breaking his heart. But why? He wasn't in love with her. That much was true. Did he have feelings for her? Of course. Absolutely. There was no denying that fact. A fact he could deny however, was having feelings for Sierra first. He would probably deny that for the rest of his life simply because they couldn't be real feelings. It was a mix of guilt and lust. He couldn't have her anymore therefore he wanted her more than ever. Pining over a dead girl. Story of his life. 

When Andie finished talking, Cameron hauled himself up off of the floor and followed her path into the kitchen. He moved slowly, trying to pick his next words carefully. He didn't look over at her, or move to take her hands. He just walked around the counter, trailing his fingertips over the top. He stopped, tapping the countertop lightly a few times. He opened his mouth and then promptly shut it, shaking his head. That wasn't the way he wanted to start talking. She was standing next to a very heavy tea pot, he'd have to be delicate. 

"I'm proud of the fact that you managed to tell me," He said, still studying the countertop, "And I hope that you can forgive me for breaking your heart," He paused looking at her now only to add, "I may not love you yet but I do care, Andie I left school, I'm pretty sure we had a chemistry test today too..." He let his gaze wander around the small apartment, "I wonder what kind of punishment I'll get..." He said absentmindedly. His gaze flicked back to her sharply, as if he'd just remembered that they were in a very serious conversation. He gave a heavy sigh and looked up at the ceiling for a minute. All this mushy feeling sharing had him feeling uncomfortable and bare. He didn't care for sharing feelings. Any feelings really, except happiness, anger was hard for him to show even. 

"I wish you would stay, but you should be happy too," He said. He lifted his hands like a scale and moved them up and down before shrugging and dropping them back to the countertop.