Zach was at first, to say the least, shocked. He sat there for a moment, our lips the only thing that was touching. Then he began kissing back, his hands moving from the steering wheel to the back of my neck.
We were forced to come up for air after a few minutes of persistently making-out. Only a few words came to mind so I said them.
"Holy shit," I whispered, feeling his breath heavy and hot against my cheek bones.
We reluctantly pulled apart from each other. I sat in my seat panting, feeling small and unsure.
"What happens now?" I asked.
"What do you want to happen?"
I moved my shoulders up and down in response.
"I don't know if I could continue just being friends with you after-that," he breathed, turning to me.
I tried to hide my smile, but it didn't really work.
"So we're more than friends, yet not friends with benefits, so what does that leave us as?" I questioned.
"Cam, I want-what I'm about to say is going to make me sound like a girl, and I'm completely okay with that if it means that you will understand.
"I want to know that your mine and I'm yours. I know we met like a week ago, but from the moment I caught you in homeroom I couldn't get you out of my head. Your eyes, your smile, your laugh. Your shorts." He paused to wink.
"I want to know everything about you- what makes you happy, sad, and angry- just everything. I want to make you laugh and smile. I want to know that-I just want you. It's that simple. Sorry, if that's too forward but it's true."
I looked at him to see his facial expressions. He had a nice smile plastered on his face. I nodded slowly.
"Okay," I laughed.
He raised an eyebrow. "Okay what?"
"Let's try it-us, I mean."
"Alright. What do we tell everyone?" he asked.
I pondered for a moment. "We tell them, and if they have an opinion they can shove it."
Zach laughed, leaning closer. "Just so you know, Gallagher Girl. I'm going to kiss you now."
We were inches apart when my phone rang.
"Saved by the bell," I winked dragging the phone out of my back pocket, clicking the home button to reveal the message.
It was a text from Macey: Call me ASAP.
I replied back: Give me like 5 minutes.
"Did you want to do something tomorrow? After school?" I asked.
"Yeah, like what?"
"I need to get some stuff for Winny. Sorry, it's not that entertaining."
"You're gonna be there?"
"Yes," I said looking at him slyly.
"Then it will be perfect." He leaned in and kissed my cheek. "Go call Macey."
I opened the door, stepping out as he started the engine and rolled down the window as I passed by.
I leaned into the car, resting my arms in the place where the glass window once was.
"Call me if you hear anything on Rem's," I quietly told him.
"I will. Call me if you need anything or if you can't sleep," he assured, changing the gears into reverse.
I moved in further and kissed him. I pulled back after a few seconds.
"In my opinion that wasn't really a goodnight kiss. But it will do," he winked and backed out of the driveway.
I called Macey from my room, lying down with Winny. I don't think a dog of his size could get closer.
"Hey," I said into the phone.
"Hey, Blondie. How goes it?"
"I have some news- two big news, actually." I looked out my window, noticing that both mine and Zach's curtains were open. I squinted to get a better look, seeing that he was currently doing sit ups at the foot of his bed, head phones in his ears and shirtless.
"Spill," she stated.
"Well, I got a dog," I began, glancing down at the now sleeping Winston.
"Aww! What kind?"
"Great Dane."
"Name?"
"Winston, or Winny."
"That's adorable," she squealed. "What else?"
"I got a boyfriend," I announced.
"Aww! What kind?" she repeated.
I snorted in laughter. "One that is currently doing sit ups without a shirt on. And I have a perfect view."
"Name?"
"Zach."
The silence I was met with could have easily pass as a dropped call.
"Mace?" I tried.
"I thought the dog was adorable, but no. That's fucking adorable," she finally said. "So you got two animals in a day."
"I thought you like Zach," I teased.
"Oh I do-but I mean come on. He is a pig," she said lightly. The tone in her voice told me that she wasn't joking around anymore.
"Like you have room to talk," I scoffed defensively.
"Whoa Cam- I didn't mean to make you upset but I'm just looking out for you," she replied worriedly.
"Where is this even coming from? Two days ago that's all you could talk about!"
"I was talking to Tina-" she started.
"I thought you hated her?"
"I was bored, okay? Anyways, she heard that at Zach's old school he was a player."
"Since when do we believe anything that Tina Walters says?" I cried.
"Well, she was right about Josh," she mumbled.
"This is not about Josh!" I snapped hotly.
"I'm just telling you to be careful!"
"And I'm just calling you bipolar! First of all you wanted Zach and me to get together, now you don't think we should?"
"Cammie you to be careful! I don't want a repeat of what happened the last time!" she exclaimed. "You don't even know him!"
"I know plenty!"
"Like?" she challenged.
"Like, he hates spy movies. He doesn't have a favorite color because it's too hard to choose, he played football, and he loves Mexican food and French fries. He wants to go to either UCLA or Notre Dame, but he is definitely study law. His has two sisters, one older and one younger. And he is absolutely horrible at riding."
She was silent for a while. "Okay," she admitted. "Maybe I was wrong, I'm sorry. I just worry about you that's all, kid."
"It's okay, I'm going to bed. I'll see you at school."
"Oh I can't wait to see everyone's face when you guys show up all cute and in Zammie mode!" she squealed.
"Zammie?" I asked flatly.
"You know! Like Brad Galina! Zach plus Cammie is Zammie," she explained with a 'duh' tone.
"Oh my god," I muttered.
"When Josh finds out he's going to flip!" she laughed.
I yawned, feeling the effects of today.
"Goodnight Macey," I said.
"G' night, Kid," she responded. "I need a picture of Winston and of Zammie," she teased.
"Okay, whatever. Love, love," I said before she responded the same and I clicked end call.
Setting my phone back I rolled on my bed. Winston snored, so loud he woke up himself up. Laughing I looked down at him.
"You hungry?" I asked.
He barked and clumsily climbed off the bed. He dragged himself to the doorway where he barked again and looked back at me. He came up to my waist and his head was bigger than mine. He looked like he was still a puppy because he walked as if his paws were too big for him
I followed him down the stairs and walked into the kitchen, wondering what to feed him because I certainly didn't have dog food. I looked back at him and he was sitting perfectly in the center of the kitchen.
"What do house dogs eat?" I pouted and opened the fridge. I don't think he will eat Greek yogurt, maybe he will like lunch meat? I pulled out a small bag of ham, which is probably older than Winston himself.
I pulled out a piece and he immediately devoured it as it was in his reach. I just ended up giving him the rest of the bag before going upstairs and changing into my pajamas. When I was upstairs I heard Winston barking like crazy.
"Winston! Stop!" I cried.
He continued to bark.
Sighing I pounded down the stairs, only in a sports bra and too big sweat pants, thinking that I was home alone. Then the barking stopped.
"Winny!" I called walking into the kitchen were Zach was kneeling down petting him.
Zach looked up, eyeing me up and down with a satisfied look.
"Hey, Gallagher Girl, I'm loving the outfit," he commented.
I glanced down at what I was wearing and urged myself not to blush. But when I looked back up at him, I did.
"Umm-I'm just gonna go put on a shirt," I said and slowly backed out of the kitchen. "And just make yourself at home." I ran into the wall, then ran up the stairs like a seven year old.
What the hell was that? Two days ago I was in a bikini around him, and completely fine. Now I'm running into stuff and stuttering? That has never happened before. No one has ever name me that nervous and giddy before. Not even Josh.
I let out a breath that I didn't in realize that I was holding in and threw on an old T-shirt.
I ran down the stairs again and found him in the exact same position as he was when I first walked in.
"Hi," I whispered, looking at the wood floors.
"Hey," he said.
"So what's up?"
"I was honestly just bored," he laughed.
I finally looked up and saw that his eyes were shining and his hair was messed up in all the right places. He was smiling and his hands were shoved into his pockets.
"Did you want to do something?"
"What does a Cammie do on a Monday night?" he wondered, sitting down on a bar stool.
"What does a Zach do?"
"Whatever a Cammie does," he answered as I took a seat next to him.
I rolled my eyes and laughed," We are going to be here forever, just tell me what you want to do."
"I don't know."
"Ugh!" I cried. "Fine, then let's just talk." I hoped he wouldn't want to and just tell me what he wants to do.
"Okay," he said.
He. Is. Impossible.
"Okay, what's Morgan like?" I had been wondering about her.
He got this far away look in his eyes and he smiled. "She's hilarious- you'll really like her. She's getting married in about a month. She lives in Georgia and is an artist. My sis was actually named after your last name, did you know that?"
I shook my head.
"My dad wanted to remember his best friend and he couldn't really name his daughter Matthew," he laughed.
I turned to him. "That was really nice of him."
Zach slightly nodded.
"So what about you?" I asked.
"What about me?" he shot back.
"What do you like to do?"
"This sounds weird, but I like to read," he said looking at his hands.
"Really? What's your favorite book?"
"I don't really know, I really like classics. The Great Gatsby is probably my favorite," he decided.
"I really like that one," I agreed. "I want to show you something."
I stood up and took his hand, and guided him to the back room.
"Okay, Close your eyes," I said as we arrived.
"You're scaring me, Gallagher Girl," he mocked but closed his eyes anyway.
I opened the double doors and turned on the light to the library.
"Open," I commanded.
"Bossy, bossy," he smirked, eyes opening very slowly.
When his eyes adjusted his jaw dropped. "Oh my god. This is incredible. Are they all yours?"
I nodded. "A few are from my dad."
"Have you read all of these?" he asked in amazement, running a hand along one of the spines.
"God no! Maybe half of them. But at least I will never be bored. I will read them all one day though." I stopped talking to look at all of the books.
"She's amazing," he muttered to himself, but I overheard.
Zach picked up a book from the self. "Ahh-To Kill A Mockingbird. Such a classic."
"Mhmm," I mumbled and continued to look at the shelves.
"Cam, this is awesome," he decided.
"Thank you."
Later we were on the couch, both with books on our laps but we were just talking- well, more like making fun of random things.
He was laughing, I was laughing. It was perfect. But when his phone rang, the tone faltered as his face grew white. He clicked something and put the phone back in his pocket.
"Are you okay?" I asked concerned.
"Yes!" he snapped. "I'm fine. I'll see you tomorrow, Gallagher Girl," he added much softer.
"O-okay," I whimpered, wondering who was on the phone and why he suddenly became like a different person.
He kissed me lightly on the lips and left.
That night, I couldn't help but wonder what had happened with Zach. Sighing, I convinced myself that it was nothing.
With that, I drifted to sleep.
I'm back!
How have you all been? I feel like I haven't talked to my best friends in ages! So tell me: how are you all? What did you have for breakfast? Maybe dinner? Did you see PLL? I missed it! Hows life treating you all? I hope your doing good.
Okay so can we just talk about Zach for a minute? What happened in the end? Shocker right? But honestly did you all think this story was going to be lolly pops and rainbows? You had to know that something was going to happen.
Next chapter, will probably be up Tuesday-maybe Monday. That chapter is gonna be huge.
I get my braces taken off in 2 days! After 3 and a half years! FINALLY!
Hope you enjoyed this chapter!
Shout out to my beta:wittykittylizzie. She got this edited super fast.
