In the car the radio was on as they both sat in a comfortable silence, Cammie had her eyes on the road in front glancing at Zach every now and then while he kept his eyes on the road since he was the driver. He had one hand on the wheel and the other hand that he would use to change the gear when necessary resting on her thigh. "Where are we going?" Cammie asked turned to face him.
He glanced at her for a moment then turned back to the road, "You ask a lot of questions." He smirked at her as she gave him a certain look, "Fine we are going to go and see the fireworks and have some pizza, its nothing flashy is that ok?"
Cammie smiled at him, the firework were annual things in Roseville. Every year around this time the whole town gathered in this barn thing and had drinks, it was mainly just families who went to the actual event, and then set off fireworks. It was somewhere to bring the town closer together or something like that, Cammie never really understood it. Most people didn't really fuss over it, just watched it from their house as it was more of a family orientated environment with younger kids. Something Cammie wasn't interested in.
"That's fine; I wouldn't have really felt comfortable going to some fancy restaurant. Not really my scene." He smirked at her softly and grabbed her hand and pressed it against his lips making her skin tingle softly and a smile spread across her lips.
Zach pulled the car into this sandy area where there was already a few cars parked up, he turned off the engine as Cammie unbuckled her seat belt. "You look amazing tonight by the way." Zach said softly and Cammie smiled and her cheeks went a soft pink but she leaned up to kiss him cheek as she got out the car.
Most people were sitting on the bonnets of their car or on the sand; Zach however wanted somewhere more private so as Cammie walked towards he crowd he grabbed her hand. "No we are going somewhere else," Cammie looked at him confused, "You'll see."
The young couple were now walking down this pathway with a few trees surrounding them, their fingers were entwined and they kept smiling and looking at each other carefully. But now they were in silence enjoying the company and the surroundings, "Zach," Cammie spoke and he looked at her, "I was wondering if you could maybe tell me something about you. I mean I know the odd bit I have heard from Grant or that you have mentioned but I don't know much about your past. You know most of the stuff about me."
The grip on her hand loosened as she spoke and soon her hand was no longer comforted by the warmth of his, she felt like all the heat was now pouring out of her as the cold air nipped at her. He took a deep sigh and then they seemed to reach their location which was along where Zach had found Cam the other night. However it looked out only over the town, a perfect view for the fireworks. Zach sat on a bench that was there and Cammie sat next to him. However instead of sitting against him like she would she sat away from him.
"I don't usually talk to people about it because it was pretty shit, my past. It isn't some horrific story about being abandoned or losing a parent, it was just shit. Simple as that. I never really got on with my dad; we seemed to clash a lot. When I started high school he wanted me to focus on my studies and nothing else, like most parents. But I became friends with Grant and Nick and some other people. We weren't some sort of high school alcoholic junkies we just knew when to have a good time and when not to.
You will have seen Grant coming home on Friday and Saturday nights a bit tipsy and stinking of smoke. It wasn't out of the ordinary for a high school kid to act up but my dad took it to a whole new level. He tried to get me to go to rehab to stop my addiction, when I didn't have an addiction. I would have a couple of beers and cigarettes when I was at parties or hanging with friends but I never got pissed. When I was older, about 17 maybe, I could handle my drink more so I would have more liquor and sometimes every now and then do a joint.
I know that's a shit thing to do and I don't do it anymore it was just what everyone else did so I did it too. Anyway my dad once found some stuff in my room and kicked off big style and we got into this huge fight and my mum was hysterical trying to get us off each other. In the end I had to go to hospital because I had a few broken ribs. He really only had a few cuts and bruises. But after that my parents ignored me and never spoke to me anymore. That's why I hung out around yours all the time because the silence was deadly.
Then when I was 18 and graduated high school, with good grades, I then got a flat. It isn't too big but it isn't that small either. I got a job and tried to apply for something in finance but no one wanted someone without a degree. But I have tried applying for some more now I'm older and hopefully they'll take me on, they took me a lot more serious now so that's good. So I now live on my own and I haven't spoken to my parents in about three years. Again that's why I am around yours so much because I sometimes get quite lonely on my own." When he was finished Cammie was kind of shocked. She wasn't expecting something like that; it took her a few minutes to process it all.
She had a brief idea of what her brother and his friends got up to so the whole drinking and drugs stuff wasn't a shock to her but she didn't realise he had been ditched by his family. As he spoke his voice wasn't sad, it wasn't resentful it was just normal. Cammie found it weird but realised that it is his life, it was normal. It explained a few things too, one being why he was at hers most nights when he had his own place and why he would always have a go at Grant if he acted up in front of their mum or said something about her when she left a room. Rachel must have known too because she always made a special fuss over him, made sure he would have some sort of dinner and had clean clothes. Something she thought his mother would have fussed over, but apparently not.
Cammie then moved closer to him so her thigh was touching his and then leant her head on his shoulder. She didn't really need to say anything. So Zach smiled and kissed the top of her head breathing in the soft floral scent from her shampoo and smiled. "You have me now." Cammie said after a while as she drew patterns on the back of Zach's hand with her finger and he wrapped one arm around her shoulders so her head was on his chest.
"Yeah I do." Cammie then sat up to look at him in his eyes, the greens darker under the dark sky the street lights in the distance reflecting on them slightly. She smiled at him and he smiled back at her, feeling himself become more and more relaxed around her. He changed when he was around her, wasn't as guarded and the light flirting had died down to something a lot more meaningful. He leaned in shyly and pecked her lips.
Cammie then looked down at his lips and closed her eyes and pressed her lips against his, his eyes then rolled shut and he kissed her back his hands moving to her side as he turned to face her on the bench. As the kiss got deeper Cammie rolled over so she was straddling his waist on the bench and he held onto her hips. It wasn't a just a deep kiss though, it was a passionate kiss a type of one where teeth collide. (Does anybody get this reference?)
Zach then pulled away his green eyes slightly fuzzy with lust as he stared up at Cammie who was still on his lap; her hands resting on his shoulders and his holding her waist tightly scared she might fall. She moved slightly so she was sitting next to him but her legs still draped across his as he sat normally on the bench. "I think the fireworks are about to start." Cammie said, still a little breathless. However they both took a while to turn away from one another and actually look at the fireworks.
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They had watched the fireworks and were now sitting at the diner at about 11 sharing a pizza, "What time do you have to be back?" Zach asked Cammie after he took a bite out of his second slice.
"I said 12 but I said I might be later, my mum just said I had to let her know." Cammie explained.
Zach smirked at her across the table. "I have work tomorrow so I can't meet up with you, but I think we might be going to this party next Friday and I was wondering if you wanted to come. Grant will be there but he usually pisses off at parties to find some girl he has been hooking up with for a few months so I will be able to see you."
Cammie sighed in frustration and dropped her pizza onto the plate. "I am sick of this." Zach looked at her carefully as her brown eyes clamped onto his green ones, "I know we have to sneak around for Grant's sake but I am sick of it. Tonight's been great because we haven't had to, but I have had to tell people I am going to Macey's, and when you're around during the week I am sick of just seeing you when passing and the only chance to even get to see you and actually touch you is when you manage to sneak out of the way for a few minutes. It's like I'm your dirty little secret and I am yours. I hate it." The more she spoke the more her voice cracked and the more annoyed she got, when she finished she placed her face in her hands and Zach was unsure of how to act.
He kind of thought maybe she was trying to finish with him but he didn't want that so he went around the other side of the booth and sat next to her placing his hand on the small of her back. "I know I hate it too. But we can't tell Grant, yet. We will eventually but it will blow up," Cammie turned to face him and he cupped her face in his hands, "I really like you, I don't want to lose you. Please don't leave me." His voice wasn't weak or cracking it was strong, Cam smiled at him and kissed him softly but quickly.
"I won't if you don't." She smiled at him and then he kissed her a lot softer and slower.
Zach pulled away and his forehead was placed against Cammie's and his breath fanned her face. They weren't alone in the diner, a few people turned to stare but no one that knew them. It wasn't the local diner it was one a few miles out of town. Cammie was never usually one for PDA but with Zach she didn't care, as long as she was with him she felt, in a cheesy and cliché way, whole. "I don't want you to leave yet." Zach said softly noticing he was going to have to get her home soon.
Cammie smirked softly, the same smirk she wore in the car the other week, "Who says I have to go home?" Her voice was husky and dare she even think it sexy, something she had never done before and something she never thought she would have the confidence to do. Zach was taken off guard by her comment and the tone of delivery but he wasn't about to complain as he smirked back at her kissing her softly.
Zach paid for the pizza and then they both walked to the car, when they got in Cammie text her mum: I am staying at Macey's tonight as we ended up there anyway and it is too late for me to walk back. I'll see you in the morning hope you're ok love you xx.
As they drove Cammie felt nervous slightly, she had never been to Zach's before. She didn't really know what it would look like if she was honest. As Zach drove he had his fingers laced with Cammie's as she looked out the window and him, smiling to herself unsure of how this situation had come about.
They pulled up at an apartment block and Zach got out followed closely by Cammie and they soon found one another's hand again as they walked up the steps. Zach pressed the button for the lift and was watching Cammie carefully admiring her beauty and the simplicity of it. Stepping into the lift Zach placed his hands on Cammie's waist as she draped her arms lazily on his broad shoulders.
When they got into the flat Zach walked to the kitchen from the hallway while Cammie stood and looked at it, she placed her bag and coat on the hooks after seeing Zach do it. The walls were all painted white but there was a carpet running through it apart from the kitchen which had floor tiles and a strip of black wall tiles. It looked fairly modern. There was some mess but it was clean and it looked really nice. Cammie walked into the front room where there was a telly and a big sofa.
"Zach where is the bathroom?" Cammie shouted from the living room.
"Two doors to your left." Zach called back and Cammie smiled and walked towards it.
Once inside she looked at herself, she saw a brush on the side that looked barely used and she used it to tame her hair slightly. Then she decided to wash her face so she had no makeup on. Once she looked up she was happy that her teenage skin had finally calmed down and she had no spots. Then she left to see Zach sitting on the sofa with a bottle of beer in his hand, "Hey." Cammie said as she sat next to him, his arm along the back of the sofa.
"You took your makeup off." Zach stated and Cam felt her cheeks go red and she played with the corner of the cushion. "It isn't a problem I was just saying," Zach spilled out quickly seeing how nervous Cammie got. He then placed his hand on her shoulder and since she was bare there her skin erupted in flames. He moved his face closer to it and pressed his lips against her skin and breathed out, "You're so beautiful."
Cammie let out a heavy sigh and closed her eyes softly as Zach trailed his lips along her collar bone and up her neck. He had placed the beer next to the bottle that Cammie was guessing was meant for her. Eventually his lips met hers and at first it was soft and slow. Zach placed a hand on her neck as she turned to face him as he softly kissed her lips, she then moved her body to face his and had one hand on his jean clad thigh and the other on his neck. The kiss soon moved into something more passionate as Zach pulled Cammie closer to him so she was now on his lap and his hands were running up and down her sides as she held onto his neck. She dug her finger tips into his thick curls and tugged at them gently as Zach lifted her slightly and moved her so she was lying on the sofa, his lips never moving from hers.
She smiled as he straddled her waist and his hands were firmly placed on her hips as he dug his thumbs into the skin around her bones as if an attempt to push her closer. Cammie tugged at the hem of Zach's shirt and began to pull it up his body revealing the toned muscles she had missed, with one quick motion Zach pulled it over his head and it was on the floor. Cammie's hands ran across his bare chest and back her fingers slowly running over the grooves of the muscles.
Not that he wanted to but Zach pulled his lips from hers and she looked at him confused, wondering if she had done something wrong "We should stop before things get out of hand, you're making it really hard for me to stop." Zach said softly his body still hovering over Cammie's.
She placed her hand on his cheek and kissed him softly on the lips and felt him tense up, "Then don't." She kissed him again, "I want this." Cammie said quietly her breath fanning Zach's face and he smiled. He then stood up from her and pulled her up and laced his fingers with hers and pulled her down towards his bedroom.
This is a lot longer and all of it was Zammie, aren't you all lucky? Let me know if you liked the last bit or if it was too much. It doesn't take a genius to figure out what they are about to get up to ;) Please review and sorry for any mistakes, I have gone through and checked though so hopefully there won't be much. Any constructive criticism you have is welcome, I want to make this as enjoyable for you all as possible.
