I would really like to thank

Cherrypinky16

Katie4cheer

Kelsey Goode (sorry I spelled your username wrong)

Hearts4ever

For their ideas,

I'm going to use all of your ideas just not all of them in this one chapter, but throughout the whole story.

I just wanted to thank you ahead of time for your ideas.

THANKYOU((:


"What are you thinking?"

"Really wanna know?"

"Yes. Talk to aunt Ashy."

"I was thinking about Zach. Do you think he likes me? Or is it just a game?"

"Well…Based on what you told me last summer and what you told me now; I can't even figure it out. It seems like he does, I mean he gave you his jacket and left you a note knowing you would find, for crying out loud. But you're right his moods change more than mine on the 28th day, so I can't really tell."

"But, he did save your life. And didn't you say he snuck out of Blackthorn to see you in Ohio?"

"No I said he might have."

"What did he say to you exactly?"

"He said 'where's there's one Gallagher Girl, there are usually others' and I said 'we're like smoke and fire that way.'"

"You flirted with him! I'm so proud of you."

"Okay, so what does this mean? "

The sound of a gun firing rang through the air and 1.5 seconds later Ashley's coke exploded. Glass went every where her hand was gushing blood and I had gotten nipped in my arm and leg. We turned around just as a masked man threw the first punch; it hit Ashley in the face. She got mad and dug a piece of glass out of her hand that had gotten imbedded in her skin and stabbed the guys shoulder, while I took a blow to my right shoulder.

A man in a suit came out of the woods, pointed a gun and aimed it at me. Between my eyes. He pulled the trigger and—

I bolted up right in the bed; I hadn't realized I fell asleep.

There was sweat on my face, but I was shaking, either from the dream or because it had gotten colder, I didn't know.

I had been having nightmares since the night in D.C. but they had never been that bad.

I got up and went downstairs I need a glass of water to calm my nerves.

I turned around and found Zach staring at me.

"What?" I finally said.

"Nothing, just watching you. You're interesting you know that? I never know what you're going to do next."

"I could say the same about you." I smiled, I couldn't help it, I finally got to channel my inner Macey McHenry and say something I wanted to say.

I could see that he was surprised too; he got up and came to stand in front of me. He took the cup from my hand and set it on the counter without breaking eye contact.

"Tell me something-"he reached up and tucked a stray piece of hair behind my ear, his hand lingered on my face for 4 seconds, "are you happy it's me you're stuck with?"

I didn't answer; I mean how could I when he was staring at me with his beautiful eyes. I've never seen anything like them, green. A green I didn't even know was out there.

He raised his eyebrows as if to say "well?"

I didn't know what to say so I said the first thing I thought of; "I don't know." Which was really stupid because who says 'I don't know?' to a question like 'are you happy it's me you're stuck with?' especially when it's someone as cute as Zach asking.

"You don't know?"

I nodded.

"You're intimidated. Why, Gallagher Girl? It's just me."

"I'm not intimidated." I lied. Even if he wasn't an amazing spy anyone could've figured it out my voice said it all.

"Really? So if I told you I was going to kiss you right now you wouldn't be intimidated by me saying that?"

Why was he doing this now? Can't he just make up his mind on what he wants?

If his mood swings were a punch I would be dead right now.

He stepped closer to me, I backed up. He smirked and stepped closer.

When I first met Zach he was one that was chasing me. But last semester I was the one chasing him, we had changed roles. And now the roles were changed again.

Were they?

I didn't know, was I just a game to him? If he won me over he would get his prize?

He cupped the side of my face a smiled his infamous smile, I bit my lip, Was I really going let Zach Goode kiss me?

Yes, I was, I wanted him to. I've wanted him to since I first saw him in Ohio.

He leaned in to kiss me.

Five inches, four, I closed my eyes.

Three, two—

He pulled away.

What was his problem?!?!? Here I was willing, no, no, wanting him to kiss me.

I felt like I could fall over, like a ton of bricks had just been dumped on my shoulders. He took a step back.

I suddenly felt colder with out him standing near me.

Suddenly a piercing red started flashing throughout the house and the door was knocked off its hinges and fell to the floor.