You run. (But don't get caught.) You hide. (But don't get found.) You look. (But aren't seen.) You fight. (But do not learn.) You smile. (But wonder if it's ever real?)
(Sometimes, you miss what you've used to have-missing your sisters. [But you know you have to protect them.] You try not to, though.)
And you miss him-his warm encouraging hugs that you ache so badly for- his sweet cool kisses- that you still feel on your lips even though it has been ages.
And you think: Do I really want to go back? (But it's a bad idea and you don't want to endanger your family.) But you try really hard not to think about it. (Even though you sometimes slip, and do.)
But you really want to hug your best friends in the whole wide world and tell them you love them and they will forever be sisters and stay safe (but you know that will never happen).
You want to hug Zach and kiss his lips off-but that would be really awkward. You really long for him to call you Gallagher Girl and smile that mocking smile. (But you know you wish too much.)
But are you really ever seen? No. (Just by him though-he's the only exception.) You knew he stood there on that street and watched you as you ran away from him, in the crowded streets running throw alley ways and slipping into shadows.
He came close; ever so close-but it was seconds later until he caught you.
"Zach," you whisper on his lips as he wraps those strong arms around you. You've missed him-so dearly. He just stares in your eyes-his burning with a dark passion; mischievous in every way known to Zach.
You might cry, you might break down and be some normal girl who just ran away from her sisters. But you don't, and you aren't. So, you look at him.
He doesn't smile, he doesn't make a sound-but his fingers traces your cheek and your lips and gently pushes strand of hair out of your face. His breath is shallow and warm on your cheek as he remembers your average looking face.
His eyes are emotionless-like staring into still water, all you see is yourself.
"Cammie," he didn't use Gallagher Girl-you knew why- but you knew you were standing in front of Zach. Touching him and holding him-waiting for him to place beautiful sweet kisses on your lips. And he came so close but whispered, "I missed you-we could've gone together. You would have been safer. With me-in my sight, you don't just..." but you've already placed your lips over his. It was sweet and wonderful-you would miss him, but you were going to let this last.
"I love you, Zach."
And you were gone-leaving him, alone.
Did I reach deep dark and mysterious?
Hope so(:
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aleki98
P.S. I changed things! Did you notice? :D