'Tidy your room my arse, its clean! Did you need some Zach-time?' He winked, and sat on the bed, opening his arms to invite me in. 'What's wrong Cam? And don't say nothing, something is hurting you. You didn't eat as much as you normally would, and you look uncomfortable.' His eyes met mine, and again he appeared to search deep inside them. He pulled me close to him and gently placed his hand on my lower stomach, and saw me wince.
'Ohh, Cam. Have you got bad cramps?' I nodded gingerly.
'I feel pathetic, but they really do hurt me.' I whispered. He wiped the tear from my cheek, and pulled us both back to lean on the headboard.
'Oh babe, don't be silly. You're allowed to hurt, and you're allowed to be sad.' He whispered. 'What's the best position to sit in to help them?' I shrugged. There wasn't really one, it hurt however I sat. He pulled me across his lap, and leant me back a little, like you would a baby. He lay my head onto his shoulder and kissed me gently.
'That's why you turned down the condom from Macey, and why you were reluctant to do much earlier. Babe, it's fine, just tell me and I'll stop next time. I don't mind honestly! Now what can I do to help you? A massage?'
'Just hold me Zach, there isn't anything that makes them better. But being in your arms is nice. I normally use a heat bag thing for pressure on my lower stomach which helps, but I couldn't fly with it.' He cuddled me closer, and rested his head on mine. I felt his hands move a little, until he had one laid on top of my belly. He began to move it slightly, in slight circles. I went to stop him, but he shushed me.
'Give this a go Cam, I remember seeing Soloman doing it to your mum. Do you think you can turn a little so I use both hands?' I nodded, and let him swing me round. He placed me in between his legs and leant me back against his chest. My head lay just beneath his, and so he rested his chin lightly on my head. He began to move his palms in small circles, and in doing so, I felt my muscles begin to relax.
'You're right Zach, this is slightly better.' I said quietly after a few minutes, 'could you just move more towards each hipbone? That's where it's really bad.' He moved his hands further apart, and began to use his thumbs under each hipbone. Oh my goodness, if I wasn't me, I would think Zach was magic. His hands worked my tight, sore muscles perfectly, releasing all the tension from them. The pain seemed to ease away, and as it did I felt my eyes become heavy. I drifted into sleep.
ZACH'S POV:
She looks so innocent when she sleeps. I love my Cammie. She understands me. She knows my darkest secret but doesn't care. She was the first of the Gallagher girls to catch my eye, and she's stayed there ever since. She hasn't got the biggest curves or the smallest waist, but she's real. She has scars and she has imperfections, but I love them all. She's strong and brave but can be gentle and weak. She has always loved me for who I am, even when I couldn't like myself. I hate that she's hurting, but I keep telling myself that all I can do is be here and look after her, which I seem to be doing well. She's still sleeping peacefully in my arms, her muscles loose, her face relaxed. Gosh, I'm getting sappy. Maybe that's what true loves does to you. I don't mind, all I care is that I have my Gallagher girl. I hope she feels better when she wakes up, I hate seeing her in pain. And it must be really hurting her because she never shows weakness. I closed my eyes and let myself drift into sleep with her in my arms.
CAMMIE'S POV:
I could hear the quiet thump of music as I woke up. Zach was snoring quietly, his arms still around me but relaxed and loose. I gave myself a minute to wake up, the slipped out of his arms. Of course he woke up at that, being a spy and all.
'I'm just going to the loo, be back in a minute. If you want we can go down and see what the others are doing?' He smiled, and stood up to stretch. I went to the loo, and returned to find him sat on the edge of the dressing table.
'Feeling better Cam?' he asked.
'Much better, thank you. You're very good with your hands.' He winked, and laughed.
'So shall we go down to the others?' I nodded, and slipped my arm around his waist as we left the room. I pulled the door closed behind us, and smiled at him.
'I love you my Blackthorne boy.'
'I love you too Cam. My Cameron, my angel.' He kissed me, and smiled.