So this is my new fanfic. I know my last one ended really suckishly, but I will try to do better this time on the ending in case if you are pissed off at me for that which I would kind of understand. I hope you all enjoy this.

disclaimer: all rights belong to Ally Carter. This story is now and forever disclaimed because I can never remember to do that every chapter.

In order to fully understand my story, we need to go back in history a little. Back to where it all began.

October 14, 2009 at 10:38 p.m. That is when my heart broke for the first time.

I had gotten back from a three month mission twenty minutes before and was about to go to sleep when a knock came on my door. I trudged over to the door and groggily opened it up. I saw the face I had come to love somewhere between my last 6 years of knowing him.

"Zach."

"Hey Cammie." He said Cammie, not Gallagher Girl, not with his adorable smirk. Nope, nothing just "Hey Cammie."

"Do you want to come in it's like 62°?" I asked.

"I think it's better if I stay here," he said.

"What is it? You're starting to worry me Zach."

"Uh listen Cammie. You know I love you and I would never purposefully do anything to hurt you right?" I nodded as he continued, "Look, it's just that we- well the thing is- we can't be together anymore."

"Are you breaking up with me?" I could feel the tears start to sting the back of my eyes.

He refused to look me in the eyes, "Cammie I really do love you."

"So you're telling me that you're breaking up with me because you love me? That's bullshit Zach and you know it. I'd rather hear that "it's not you it's me" crap than "I love you but I'm breaking up with you." Are you fucking kidding me?" The tears had welled up in my eyes and we're starting to flow down my cheeks.

"Cammie I'm sorry." He came to try to hug me.

"Don't you dare touch me. And would you just stop making saying you're sorry and that you love me because you obviously aren't. If you were actually sorry and loved me then this wouldn't be happening right now. I don't want to hear this anymore. Would you just leave already?"

"As you wish Gallagher Girl," he said as he turned.

"No. Do not call me that! You do not have the right to call me that! Not now, not ever!" I screamed before slamming the door. I slid down the door and cried into my knees for the rest of the night.

The pain was unbearable. My heart was in physical pain and I felt as if I had just been shot twenty times by who I thought was the love of my life.

I dialed Bex's phone number and when she picked up I couldn't say anything, but she heard my sobs.

"Oh God Cam what's wrong? I'm getting the girls and we will be there in a few minutes okay?"

I was in a ball on the couch bawling my eyes out when the came in. "Cammie? Where are- Oh Cams," Bex said as she saw me sitting there.

"Cammie what happened?" Macey asked.

I couldn't tell them that Zach broke up with me. I couldn't say anything. My best friends are just good enough to know that something terrible had happened, and they would find out soon enough. They joined me and we sat in silence and I'm fairly sure their hearts broke with mine just like when Macey had the first major fight with her first major boyfriend Preston Winters.

I never thought I'd recover until that fateful day of May 5, 2011. Call it lame. Call it sad. Call me a miserable little baby. But tell me, what is the reasonable amount of time it takes to move on from the guy that you went out with for 7 years and who you thought you would end up with?

I was sitting at my usual table in the coffee shop when the little bell jingled as someone walked in. I turned to see who it was, I was expecting Liz.

It was definitely not Liz. He was a tall, muscly blond with soft brown eyes. He sent me a small smile and ordered his coffee.

"Is this seat taken?" he asked gesturing to the seat in front of me. Liz was now 4 minutes late and she is never late so I could safely assume that she wasn't showing, so I told him no.

"So tell me," he said taking a sip of his coffee, "What is a pretty woman like you doing sitting alone in this sad little coffee shop?"

"If that is an attempt at hitting on me I think you should try again except next time without insulting the place I spend half of my life in," I said. I hadn't really had much interaction with men since the breakup, so I was obviously not in my right mind when I said that to a guy as hot as the one sitting in front of me.

"Who said I was hitting on you anyways?" he said with a smirk

The smirk tipped me over the edge, "Anther one? What the hell is the world trying to do to me?"

"What just happened?" he said very confused.

"Nothing. I just realized I have to get going," I told him packing my stuff and walking out the door.

He followed me and caught my arm pulling me back. Obviously he was unaware of the fact that in that moment I could kill him in over 50 ways without even using a weapon and pissing me off was not helping his case. "So do you have a name?"

I sighed and said, "Cammie. Cammie Morgan." I debated telling him my real name but then thought that with the size of the town he was bound to find t sooner or later.

"Well then Cammie Morgan I'm Kyle Matthews. And since you have somewhere to be I guess I will be seeing you later."

"Yes, I do have to get going. Nice to meet you Kyle," I said knowing that we wouldn't be seeing each other again any time soon if I had anything to do with it.

Two days later when I walked into Harper's Coffee House Kyle was sitting at my usual table.

"What the hell do you think you are doing?" I asked.

"Tsk tsk Cammie. Madame Dabney would not be happy if she heard you addressing a young man like that," he said with a smirk that said I-know-something-you-don't.

"What are you talking about?" I asked trying to play dumb.

"Do I really need to spell it out Miss Chameleon?" he said tauntingly.

"Okay I get it, you obviously did your homework. Now how did you find that out? The only way you would know about Gallagher if you- holy shit you're a spy?" I said in disbelief.

"Yes Cameron dear now can you say it a little louder next time?"

"Sorry. Now what do you want?"

"Nothing but one tiny little thing," he said holding his fingers an inch apart from each other.

"Name it."

"A date."

"That is the one thing I most certainly cannot do Kyle."

"And why is that? It isn't that Zachary Goode character is it because from what I hear that was like two years ago deary.

"Fine I'll do it," I said letting him win.

"Good I'll pick you up Friday at 8."

"The fact that you already know where I live without me telling you may be a bad sign to start out by the way," I said as he walked out of the coffee house.

Friday arrived and the date was amazing. And the rest was history.

Now, present day 2015.

I was cleaning out Kyle's and my apartment with the help of Bex, Macey, and Liz. "So how's it going with Kyle Cam?" Macey asked from the bed while I cleaned out the closet.

"Oh same old same old. He's amazing and last night we had the most romantic date in the world. I love him so much Macey I thought it would be impossible to love someone this much after Zach," I said pulling down a box and handing it to Macey to start cleaning through.

Macey let out a slight gasp, "Uh… Cammie? Do you love him enough to marry him?"

"Yeah, I actually think I do. Why?"

"Because there I am holding this huge ass engagement ring in my hand right now," she said in excitement.

I whipped my head around to see her smiling while holding a little black box with the most beautiful ring I have ever seen in my life. I took it out of her outstretched hand and took a closer look.

"Did you see the ring!" "I can't believe you're getting married!" "I'm so happy for you Cammie!" and "I call maid of honor!" were the main few sentences said in the next ten minutes.

Once everyone had calmed down from the excitement, Liz was the only one thinking logically. "We can't let him know that we know about the proposal guys. We have to put the ring back and everything back where it was before."

We all realized she was right- as usual- and got to work putting everything back the way it was before.

We decided that staying in the apartment would be too tempting to look at the ring again, so we went to Harper's to discuss in private. No one goes to Harper's, but they have the best coffee in Virginia by far and I should know, Liz needed to know who actually had best coffee so we went to literally every non-chain coffee place to find out the truth. I'm surprised I still like coffee after how much we drank on that trip.

We sat down at the usual table and started talking. I sat in my seat that was opposite direction from the door just the way I like it, without anyone being able to see me well.

The doorbell jingled as someone entered. "Ooh hot guy two o'clock," Bex said.

"Bex you shouldn't be saying that you're going out with Grant. But holy shit he's hot," Macey said.

"Liz, Cammie, you guys have to check this guys out."

Liz turned her head to look and quickly whipped her head back around blushing. "Yes guys, let's all stare at the hot guy in the coffee house. How very covert of us. And I thought we were spies," I mumbled as I gave in and turned to look.

The guy standing at the cash register was admittedly smoking hot. He had jeans on that we're low on his hips, a tightish black shirt that showed off his muscles, and the softest looking brown hair.

He turned around and immediately saw us staring at him. He put on a smirk and did that little head nod thing.

The smirk was so familiar. And then I looked at his eyes. I knew those eyes. Those enchanting emerald green eyes that I loved for the longest time.

"Zach?"

So what do you guys think? Should I continue with this? Please tell me all you want in that little box in the corner over there somewhere. -\/\/\/\/\/\/

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