A/N: Before this chapter just wanna say a few things:
1. Thank you all for the reviews I really appreciate it!
2. I LOVE sarah dessen! I got the idea of truths from her too. I think from the one about Macy and Wes (forgot the title) .. . . after writing out three I looked it up and is the same one "the truth about forever" so yeah we can love that book together! lol
3. I don't have experience with alcohol because 1. I can't drink nor want to and 2. my family doesn't drink so I don't really care about the whole 1 can being enough or not.
4. Nah not alcohol poisoning.
5. this list is getting too long so now to the chapter.
Cammie POV:
My head hurts like hell. I'm laying on my back with my eyes closed having no idea where I am and too hungover to care. I let out a groan.
"Good morning to you to and you could have told me you're not the best with alcohol" I hear Zach's voice. I groan again flipping onto my stomach and covering my head with a pillow.
"Save it Goode, I'm not in the mood for a lecture." I say.
'Good, becaue I don't feel like giving one out" He says and after a few minutes of silence and I look up observing where I am. Answer: My room. I sit up.
"Care to explain what happened?" I say rubbing my head. He stands up and hands me advil.
"You were drunk, vomited, passed out, and I brought you here?" He says. I raise my eyebrows.
"And how the *ell did that happen? How did you get into my house?" I say sort of freaked out.
"Calm down would you? Anyway after you passed out, I called a cab and got us here. I told the guys and girls before I left and I got the key out of your front pocket. I was gonna leave but forgot my keys someplace and no one was home so I just came back here." He says. I nod taking it in.
"Where'd you sleep?" I say. For some reason I don't mind it. Maybe it's because someone other than me is using this house.
"On the floor?" He says motioning the ground. I roll my eyes.
"You could have used the guest bedroom or a sofa" I say. He shrugs and gets up.
"Anyway now that I know your fine and not puking your guts out. I'm gonna go" He says and makes his way to the door.
"Zach?" I call.
"Yeah?" He says, I smile.
"Thanks" and he returns a grin and nods.
"No problem" He says and walking out. I lay back down as I remember last night. Tina, then Mark, and then truths with Zach. Truths with Zach?! I jump out of bed and run downstairs.
"Zach!" I call out just in time. He was about to slip through the door and looks up.
"Yeah?" He says and I stop a foot infront of him.
"How much did I tell you last night?" I ask raising my eyebrows and crossing my arms.
"Enough" He says.
"Enough what? Zach I know we played truths" I say.
"Enough to know you hate this place" He says motioning the house and before I can question it he slips through leaving me speechless. I would have followed him but I'm too tired to bother at the moment.
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After Zach left I just went back upstairs and fell asleep. By the time I've woken up it's 6:00 pm. I check my messages and realize I have one each from the girls and guys. I scroll down to the last one and find it from the woman I hate the most. Mom.
Hey Sweetie!
Just wanted to check in! Sorry loads of work still need to be done. Will visit when I can.
Love you,
Mom
I look down at my phone attempting to hold onto to whatever sanity I have left. Unfortunately I didn't do a good enough job because I chuck my phone at the wall infront of me and bury my face in my hands shaking my head not willings to let the tears come out.
Zach POV:
I walk in ignoring the argument between my mom and dad and head upstairs. Sooner or later they're going to sit me down and tell me they love me then announce a divorce. I guess that's a good thing because then I won't have to live with this anymore. I open my bedroom door and close it behind me. Since I close my door I like to open the window so it doesn't get stuffy. I draw the curtains and open the window to see Cammie. Ha! She'd freak if she found out our room weres right next to each other too. I'm about to knock on my window to get her attention from her phone when she just chucks it at the wall and burries her head in her hands. Taken by surprise I just keep watching curiously. Eventually she lays back down and I assume fall asleep.
"Zachary!" I hear my mom yell.
"Coming!" I yell back still looking at Cammie. Maybe my life isn't that bad compared to hers. Maybe for once I should appreciate my parents because from this point of view it looks like she has none.
Cammie POV:
I groan and get up seeing it's the morning. What day is it? Sunday? Monday? I get up going to the bathroom doing my usual routine. Shower, brush, clothes, hair, makeup, and head down. I turn into the kitchen grabbing a granola bar and apple and heading out. Checking my phone, I realize it's Sunday. Guess that make sense since the party was Friday, I got over my hangover the next day (Saturday), and now it's Sunday. Hooray! Great job Cammie you can think. As I lock my house door and open my car door I get in driving towards Macey's house.
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"Good morning Elena, is Macey home?" I ask sweetly as her maid opens the door. She ushers me in.
"Upstairs in her room" She says. I nod going up the spiral staircase.
"Is she with anyone?" I ask when I'm halfway up. I don't want to walk in with her making out with Nick or something. Elena shakes her head and I nod going up.
I open up Macey's door to find her reading a magazine.
"Guess who?" I say sitting at her desk chair. She looks up and grins.
"Guessing you?" She says.
"How'd you know?" I play.
"Easy guess" She says shrugging and putting her magazine aside. She sits ups.
"So, what's wrong?" She asks. I roll my eyes. How did she even know?
"Nothing" I say obviously lying.
"Come on, you came here on a Saturday morning, the Cameron Morgan I know wouldn't bother waking up until noon and it's 10:30am. Besides, I haven't seen you since the party and shit's going around saying Zach spent the night at your place. This has to be big." She says raising her eyebrows, challenging me to deny.
"How the he-" I start but she cuts me off.
"Apparently Tina saw you two leave, I mean I know you guys left together. Just don't know what went on after." She says raising her eyebrows. I roll my eyes.
"Please, he did spend the night but" I say making sure to let her know not to butt in.
"but he slept on the floor and I was drunk so nothing happened." I say and she nods her head.
"So what's wrong?" She says. I groan inwardly, out of all the people I've met Macey can see right through my walls. The walls I tried so hard to build up.
"Zach knows about my mom" I say quietly looking at my hands.
"and?" She questions.
"and my mom sent me a text" I finish.
"and...?" She says lifting an eyebrow.
"and I think he knows about my dad too." I say.
"Well how did that happen?" She says. I explain the game truths Soloman made us do, and the night we played it.
"Well at least your friends now and not tolerable aquantinces shit." She says. I cock my head.
"We aren't-" i say but she cuts me off.
"Please, you so are considering you actually told him thanks and among other things. Back to the parents thing, He might just assume, based on what you told him he doesn't know much and even if he does, doesn't matter it won't hurt you." She says and I nod. I don't know why it bothers me for him to know. Maybe because I don't want him seeing anything other than the tough girl exterior and I hate pity from others.
"As for your mom, that's between you and her so it's up to you if you want to do anything about the text" She says. I stand up and give Macey a small smile.
"Thanks Mace" I say going over and giving her a hug. She returns a smile.
"Anytime Cammie, anytime Cammie" She says. I give her a wave before heading out.
Zach POV:
"Hey! Earth to Zach!" Grant says waving his hand in my face. We're watching football at his house but soon I'm going to have to go.
"yeah?" I say realizing he's talking to me.
"I said, are you staying over? What has gotten into you man? This isn't the first time you've zoned out today, something's up." Grant says. I roll my eyes. Since when did he get smart?
"It's nothing just thinking" I say.
"About?" He questions. Cammie.
"Dude you sound like a girl trying to get gossip" I say laughing, Grant grins to hide his embarrasment.
"Whatever man, you staying or not?" He says and I shake my head.
"Nah, I'm gonna go running and stay at my place" I said getting up.
"Alright, come over when you want" He says clapping me on the back. I grin.
"yeah" I say getting out of the house and into my car.
Cammie POV:
I got home around 30 minutes ago and realized I have to take the trash out. Ugh, there's only one person who lives in this house yet most of the trash cans are full. Am I really that dirty?
I take the trash bags out while still in my pajama. Which is very short yoga shorts from victoria secret (like my gym ones) and a pink hoodie. Barefoot I lug them onto the driveway and put them in the big trash bucket. I pull on the trash bucket but it won't budge between the hose and car.
"Piece of shit" I mutter.
"Need help?" I look up to the voice to find none other than Zachary Goode shirtless, in running shoes and basketball shorts, sweaty back, and earphones to his ears. He pulls off the ear phones stuffing them in his pocket and comes over even though I didn't even reply.
"I don't remember saying yes" I say but not stopping him in moving it. He rolls his eyes.
"I don't remember you saying no either. Now obviously you need help so let me help you" he says and without another word we push the bin to the end up the driveway. I walk back to my doorsteps and sit down. I don't know why I didn't just go in but maybe because it's nice having company. He sits down next to me and I notice he doesn't even smell of sweat. How the hell is tht possible?
"Thanks" I say and he nods.
"No problem" He replies. After of few minutes of silence he speaks up.
"So how was your day?" He says. I bite my lip to keep from smiling. That question is so random and the fact he doesn't care and is just trying to make a conversation makes it hilarious.
"I got run over by a truck driver" I say. Of course it's not true. He laughs and raises his eyebrow.
"Is that so?" He replies.
"Yup. What about you?" I reply.
"I robbed the bank" He replies
"Give me the money then" I say stifling a laugh. This conversation is so stupid and I know he thinks that too so we end up laughing like maniacs.
"So, wanna try that game?" I ask. I don't even know where that came from.
"Sober?" He says raising his eyebrows.
"Oh come on! That was only one time" I say.
"Yeah, before yesterday" He says and I stick my finger at him. He laughs.
"Come on, I thought we were friends now" He says and I look at him deciding if I should agree, disagree, throw a fit, or just walk into my house. My mouth speaks for itself.
"Yeah guess your right" I say shrugging. I remember Macey's words. Please, you so are considering you actually told him thanks and among other things
"So... the game?" He says and I nod.
"Sure" I say, my mouth speaking for itself again.
"You first" He says and nods.
"Ok, aren't you all sticky with sweat?" Once I say it I realize I really am curious about that. He laughs.
"No, it's actually cool outside. Aren't you cold in those shorts?" He says looking at my legs. I roll my eyes.
"Nope. What's your favorite animal?" I ask.
"Tiger. Favorite candy or chocolate?" He says. I smile remembering my dad bringing me a whole box of mnms.
"M&ms. Worst nightmare?" I ask.
"Marrying Tina Walters" He says and I burst out laughing.
'Wait a sec, I thought you two were a thing" I say and he gives me a disgusted look and it sets me off again.
"Not if my life depended on it. Aren't you and Jimmy and thing?" He says. Jimmy?
"Jimmy?" I question.
"Your lab partner" He says.
"It's Josh and no" I say grinning because he obviously did that on purpose.
"Sure seems like it" He mutters.I scoff.
"Oh shut up, he's too..." I say trailing off.
"Too what?" he questions. I roll my eyes.
"One question at a time Goode" I say.
"You just made that up" He says.
"Did not" I say.
"Did too" He says.
"Did not" I say.
"Did too" He says.
"Did not" I say.
"Ok fine you didn't, hope your happy" He says rolling his eyes but grinning at the same time. I smirk.
"Of course" I say.
"Your lucky this time Morgan" He says smirking.
"No i'm just that good" I retort.
"You mean Goode?" He says and I nudge him.
"Oh shut up, I meant good not goode" I say rolling my eyes.
"Sure..." He says.
"Who's turn?" I ask.
"Yours" He replies.
"What did I tell you the first time we played" I say raising my eyebrows. Can't believe I didn't ask him before.
"No repeating questions" He says smirking.
"Who's making rules up now?" I say raising my eyebrows.
"Still you"
"No, besides that question was asked when we weren't playing"
"Since when were you good at loopholes" He says rasing an eyebrow which I admit makes him even more good looking. I mentally slap myself for thinking so.
"Since forever" I said. Not. Since my dad died, I've been telling myself since his body wasn't found he could still be there. Or how since my mom's working a lot it's because she wants to support me. Which I know are all lies but I can't accept that.
"Please-" He says but gets cut off by his phone beeping. He reads the text and gets up.
"Sorry but got to go" He says and offers his hand which I take.
"Sure" I say turning to go inside, I can hear him getting into his car.
"See yeah Gallagher girl" He says with a small wave and drives off. Gallagher girl?
A/N: Hope you liked it!