Well heyyyyyy people! Soooooo lemme explain. I couldn't sleep last night so I listened to this song for a long long long time! So I decided to do a story on the song/ music video.

So here's the basic story. Cammie and Zach have been together since graduation. They moved in together soon after and have yet to get married. Zach was then sent to Seattle for a long term mission, but Cammie has a serious injury. Cammie was hurt on a mission a couple of months back and has a long while to go until she's healed.

Zach can't fly up to see her until the mission is over, but Cammie needs someone to take care of her.

Soooooo….. that's basically it! Oh… yeah… it would help if I actually told you the name of the song would it? Sorry Blonde moment…:P…...seem to have a lot of those these days. Anyways… It's called "For The First Time" by The Script. It's the best song veer! LISTEN TO IT :o


For The First Time

Dear Mom,

I know it's been years since we talked. I just hope you can forgive me for my past. I never meant to hurt you when I moved. I just hope someday you will understand that I love Zach. I couldn't let you ruin our one chances of being together.

I can't help but feel that you were right though. Zach has been sent on a long term mission for several months. He's millions of miles away from me, and I have no idea what to do about it. With my injuries it makes it impossible to fly up to see him. It's already been seven months since I've seen him last. It kills me lying here in this empty apartment, unable to provide for myself. Since he moved times have been tough. I lie here in bed all day praying he will walk through the door. Then I come to reality and know it's never going to happen.

I can't help but feel we're growing apart. Every phone call is getting shorter and he almost never calls anymore. I always knew this long-distance thing would never work. It's going to end soon enough, so I just wanted to tell you, you were right.

These times are hard, but I know it will all change sooner or later.

Love, Cammie

I finally had the nerve to write to my mother after all these years. After all, she was right. She told me our relationship would crash and burn, just like her and my fathers. Spies aren't meant to have relationships. You can't have anything waiting for you when you get back, or leave. There is no guarantee you're coming back.

Just like my last mission, I cracked two ribs. I can barely breathe or walk. I guess I'm lucky for actually surviving. But now I can't visit Zach because I can't be on a plane for that long. Now that it's almost been a year that we have been apart, we are soon to fall apart.

His phone calls last under ten minutes nowadays, and he only calls once a week. I can hear the sadness in his voice though, even when he laughs. He tries to act like nothing is wrong, but I know it's just an act. We are known for it after all.

But when I think of him, I remember the night before he left.

Flashback

It was quarter past three in the morning. We were sitting outside on our balcony above the city that never sleeps. He had his arm wrapped around me from behind as I looked down at the lights. They were breathtaking. I never knew buildings could appeal so much.

"So, Gallagher Girl, Isn't it beautiful?" He whispered into my ear, sending chills down my spine.

"You know, you technically can't call me that anymore." I laughed at him.

"Sure, you don't go there anymore. But you're still my Gallagher Girl." He said, tightening his grip on my waist. I closed my eyes when he kissed down my neck, the feeling was so right. He turned me around to kiss me on the lips. The feeling of his lips on mine was amazing. There is no word to describe the feelings that ran through me.

But then no matter what, that emptiness would be there. The emptiness that will follow me everywhere I go after he leaves.

"Cammie," He said "I hope you know that this won't change anything between us. This long-distance thing will work." He sounded so sure of what he was saying. His confidence made me believe his words more than I had before.. "I'll be back sooner or later, and then we'll be together again." I felt his fingers brush a stray hair out of my face. I sighed and was ready to say what I've been thinking for the past few weeks.

"I just don't want tonight to end. I need you here with me. Leaving my friends and family to be with you took a lot out of me. I just don't know how this is going to end," I started. I could feel the tears behind my eyes. I tried to hold them back though, but to no prevail. "I just can't stand the thought of you not coming back. I can't have you disappear like my father. Or what if we break up? There's no way we can keep this up." I finished. The tears were streaming down my face. I looked up at him to see the sadness that crossed his own. "I mean I already lost my mom, Bex, Liz, and Macey. The four people that have always meant everything to me. Losing you would be devastating to me."

"This will work Cammie, I promise you." He said, wiping my tears. "It's going to be tough, but I know you can do this. We have been through much worse." He said as he pulled me into a hug. I buried myself in his chest, gripping his shirt as I cried. "Don't give up on me" He whispered into my ear softly.

I pulled myself back to the present, not wanting to remember him getting on that plane the next day. I sat up slowly and stumbled my way to the door. I clutched my chest, feeling the burning of my rib.

I slowly opened the door to the hallway. I walked at my own pace towards the elevator that stood at the other end. There was one other person waiting for me. It was an elderly woman that gave me a sad look. I must look awful. I'm still in sweat and my face must be a mess from me crying all day. My injury isn't helping with the appeal either.

I heard the ding of the elevator and stepped inside. I pressed the button that would bring me to the lobby. I looked at the elderly women and she gave me a nod, telling me that's where she was going. I stepped back and felt the gravity pull us down.

It might sound cliché to say that life is like an elevator. It can bring you up or down, depending on your destination. No matter what though you have to move at some point. You can't wait for it the rest of your life. Pushing that button may be a risk, but you have to take it.

That's exactly what I did as I walked up to the mailbox in the lobby. I dropped in to letters. One was addressed to my mom. The other addressed to Zach.


So what does the letter say? If I get ten reviews I'll tell u beautiful people! Plus… think. If you don't review… I'll. Review. Your. Face.

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