Song Fic #4: Tomorrow by Chris Young
I don't own Gallagher Girls and I don't own this song!
Zach stood in the doorway to their room, watching Cammie cry. He wanted to hold her, but he knew she was crying because he had just told her that they couldn't work out. She didn't want to let him go, and he knew that. She sat there with his ring on her finger, wishing him not to go. She and Zach weren't good together, she knew that. They were always fighting, or trying to get away from each other. They had had their moments, but Zach was right. She just stared at him when she realized he was in the doorway.
"Cam, tomorrow, I'm walking away, and you should too. My voice of reason has been telling me that we're no good together. You know we're like fire and gasoline. We can't stop fighting."
"I know. I just wish we could be better for each other. I promise I won't call you if you won't call me. I won't stop when I drive by your house. Goodbye Zach."
"I said tomorrow. We still have tonight to be together. You know that we can be great together, but there's way too much bad for us to think that we can actually save this relationship. But tonight, I promise I'm going to love you like there's no tomorrow."
"I hate it when we fight you know that?"
"I don't like it either, but it seems that we can't go half an hour without arguing about something."
"Will you regret tomorrow?"
"Probably, but it's whats best."
"You don't believe that I can be strong enough not to see you again do you?"
"I don't believe it right now, but I'm sure you can convince yourself not to see me." She kissed him. Long and hard. Zach sat on the bed with her, rocking her, letting her cry. He may have shed a few tears as well. Leaving Cammie would be hard, because he had never felt so much love for someone, but it was what's best for both of them. Today they had gotten into a fight about what type of butter was best, and you couldn't really have a happy relationship when you were fighting about petty things like that could you? Zach let Cammie cry, being her rock. When she finally cried herself to sleep, he left the ring on her right finger.
When dawn broke, Zach got up, knowing it was time to leave. Kissed a sleeping Cammie on the forehead, got into his car, and drove away, never to see her again.
Cammie woke up remembering that she had to be strong. She couldn't go see Zach anymore, because he was right. It was what was best. When she got home that night, she cried again. She could be strong. She didn't want to be. She knew she could, but she would never be the same again. Zach had changed her, and nothing could change the fact that she loved him.