Hey guys,
I've been working on my other stories (hard, might I add! :) but thought you might want some Zammie fluff.
So, I'm gonna cut to the chase:
Here we are:
Cammie's POV:
I sat on one of the seats in the gazebo, swinging my trainered feet, lost in thought.
"Hey Gallagher Girl," a familiar voice called.
I looked up and into the eyes of the Zachary Goode.
"Zach... ...what are you doing here?" I asked wanly.
"Wow, you sure seem glad to see me... ...I could always go away again..."
"No!" I exclaimed - now, of course, I realise a little eagerly.
He merely cocked an eyebrow and said: "Now: there's the enthusiasm I was looking for."
He sat beside me.
I somehow found my voice again. "You didn't answer my question."
"If you must know, I heard that a certain Gallagher girl makes a habit of coming here every Tuesday night, and thought it might be fun."
"Yeah - it's a blast, trust me." I said, smiling a little.
He smirked, soft green eyes teasing.
"Hey, I was wondering - what were you thinking about? You looked pretty thoughtful."
"Oh, you know, this and that," I answered noncommitally.
"Really? 'Cos when I saw you, all I could think about was doing this."
He swiftly leaned over and pressed his lips to mine.
Now: I'm not gonna really elaborate and give you all the details, but we kissed. A bit. Okay, a lot. And it was nice. Very nice.
I pulled away, unwillingly, might I add.
"It's getting late..."
"Yeah, we should probably be heading back..."
His eyes looked deep into mine.
"Next Tuesday?"
"Sure - it's a date."
And so I walked back to Gallagher, smiling to myself.
I had a date.
With Zach.
Next Tuesday.
So - you like? You hate?
Reviews would be mucho mucho appreciated!
I know it's kinda crap and REALLY short; but anyways - tough cookies, it's all I could come up with while working on my other stories. My other flicks are better. By a long way, in my opinion.
Anyways,
Bye!
Thx.
XD
-Tess.
