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It was the next day and I had returned to the hospital but just went to the relative's room as I didn't want my mum thinking I had let her down on her promise of staying at the hospital. At some point I must have passed out and was woken up by my phone ringing, it was Zach so I chose to ignore it. Adam's words were still floating around, what has Zach been saying? Or was Adam just trying to stir something up, he has a tendency of making something out of nothing. But this felt different; he really seemed to be telling the truth.

Glancing at the clock on the wall I saw it was half past nine, just as I was about to call my mum one of her work friends walked in, "Morning sweetie, we didn't want to wake you because you seemed pretty exhausted last night. Your mum is with your dad now, would you like anything?" Her name was Sandra and she was in her forties but she was aging gracefully. The roots of her black hair was still dark as it rested on her head in thick gorgeous curls and her dark skin was still wrinkle free and no signs of aging.

As I sat up I ran my hand across my face, "I would love a coffee please, if it isn't too much."

Her lips turned into a kind smile that you couldn't help but reciprocate, "No problem, do you want us to call that handsome young man from yesterday to come and keep you company?" She winked at me teasingly.

My whole body became rigid, "No its okay, I'll call someone else he needs to rest." Then she went and got me a coffee and I then pulled out my phone to call Bex. She answered on the third ring, "Morning."

I heard her groan in frustration, "You better have a good reason to be waking me up before ten on a Saturday morning Morgan." Her British accent was thick and I smiled at the familiarity of it.

"I'm at the hospital," I heard her begin to panic over the phone so I quickly mended my mistake, "My dad's in the hospital, I am at the hospital. I was wondering if you could come, or I could meet you I just really need to talk to you." Sensing my defeated tone Bex quickly agreed to meet me at the hospital, when Sandra returned I explained to her that a friend would be coming and she said she'd inform the receptionist to let her straight through.

About fifteen minutes later Bex appeared looking a bit breathless but still flawless, "Oh god Cammie are you okay?"

She wrapped her arms around my neck in a hug and when I would usually pull away I just fell into her as I gripped onto her forearms and all the exhaustion from last night just fall out of me as I sobbed onto her shoulder. "I don't know what to do."

Bex held onto me as a cried for another few minutes and then when I had calmed down she guided me to the chairs and sat me down and she sat down next to me and took hold of my hand giving me a tight squeeze. "Tell me everything that's happened."

So I did, I told her about hearing the phone conversation and then how and why my dad was in hospital and then about what Adam told me, "What do you think he is talking about? Is Zach a bad guy?" I asked meeting her eyes.

Bex was silent for a second, "I don't know you're really going to have to ask him what he has to say about Adam's statement. But let me tell you something Cammie that boy is in love with you, and has been for a while it's just took him some time to realise it. The way he used to look at you in the corridor or at lunch, and how his eyes would light up when you'd go into your little rants about stuff no one really knew anything about.

"He worships the ground you walk on and the way he talks about you and how he treats you shows that. But if he has said something or done something you need to find out what it is, because love is absolutely amazing and it can be earth shattering but nothing will hurt more than being blinded by it."

I nodded and then decided I would stay here until my mum came to find me and then try and find Zach, Bex sat with me the whole time telling me about some stuff that had happened during the training sessions I'd missed. We spoke about technique and stuff we would need to perfect by the time the competition did come around next Saturday. About an hour later I had three missed calls from Zach to which I just responded with a text telling him I was fine and Bex was here so there was no need for him to be too.

I felt kind of bad for just freezing him out but I didn't know what to do yet, I had too many things going on and the annoying thing was all I could think about was having him next to me to calm me down.

Sandra appeared a bit later saying that my mum wanted me to come and see my dad so I did, Bex then left after a lot of persuading and I now was walking towards my dad's room. I opened the door to see both my parents talking with wide grins on their faces, "How are you feeling?" I asked as I stood at the end of the bed.

My dad met my eyes and they were happy and pleasant but I saw the underlying glimmer of him daring me to out his dirty secret, "I'm feeling great, they say I should be out by tomorrow which is amazing. And they're letting your mum stay off for a few days to look after me and make sure I keep my stitching clean and don't strain myself."

Faking a smile I responded, "That's great news; we'll have to do something to celebrate."

I didn't really want to celebrate my dad coming home but I only said it because then I knew my mum would go into major party planning mode and then I could fade into the background for a bit and think. After about five minutes I decided I needed to find Zach, "Hey mum would it be okay if I go home and shower? I haven't been home yet."

With a wide grin she replied, "Yeah of course sweetie, there is no need for both of us to be here. You go home and I'll call you later when visiting hours finish and we'll get a takeaway or something." I nodded and then gave my dad a stiff uncomfortable hug and then left.

After showering and changing into a pair of black denim shorts and then an old Led Zeppelin shirt and grabbed my bag and decided to head over to Zach's. I knocked on the door and Dean opened up, "Hey Cammie didn't expect to see you today Zach said you were at the hospital with your dad."

"Yeah but I wasn't needed and I wanted to see Zach, is he here?"

Dean stepped to the side, "Upstairs in his room," I walked in, "Cool shirt." I nodded and thanked him and began heading towards where I remembered Zach's room to be. I knocked on the door and entered to find him sitting at his desk on his laptop typing up some essay or something.

"I told you Dean I don't want to play video games with you, I can only loose so many times before I get bored of it." I chuckled softly at Zach's irritated tone but then Adam's words of him not being good at everything came back. Sensing it wasn't Dean he turned around and his face split into a grin, "Cammie, I thought you were at the hospital. Is everything okay?"

He was in front of me with his hands on my shoulders panic across his face, "Yeah I just needed to see you, well talk to you."

"That doesn't sound good, are you breaking up with me?" He asked with a smirk as he sat back down on his chair and I sat on his bed facing him so our knees touched, when I didn't reply he panicked again, "Shit you are aren't you?"

Smiling I shook my head, "No I'm not here to end it, I love you. But I do need to talk to you about something. Last night I left the hospital to go and get some food and coffee because I got into an argument with my dad," Zach stiffened, "I'm fine though I'll tell you about that in a bit. Anyway when I was at the diner Adam was there and he sat with me.

"He started saying that he didn't understand why I chose to date you, I asked why and he said you weren't as nice as you pretend to be. That you have been saying or doing something behind my back and it makes you a jerk, what's he talking about?" I didn't realise it but my voice had slowly got faster and faster as panic set in and my eyes rimmed with tears as the anxiety of what Zach might say got a bit too much.

God I really was an emotional wreck today.

Zach was silent for a second and he seemed to be thinking, he reached out and placed his hands on my knees which made me tense. Feeling me become stiff under his touch Zach frowned and pulled his hand away, "I don't know what he's talking about." Lies, I knew he was lying because his eyes wouldn't meet mine and his voice was off. I stared at his wandering eyes for a moment longer to see if he would meet mine but he didn't.

Standing up from his bed I grabbed my bag from my feet and headed to the door, "This isn't going to work if you lie to me."

Zach ran after me and with a hold on my wrist pulled me to face him, his face filled with panic and fear, "Where are you going? Stay we can hang out, watch a movie do anything but please don't leave me." His voice was so desperate and I felt my eyes rim with tears as his did too.

"I can't." My voice was thick with tears that hadn't yet fallen; it was barely above a whisper.

He placed both of his hands on my cheeks making my eyes become slightly hooded from his touch, it was still calming me, "I thought you loved me." He whispered, his breath making my wet lips tingle from where I licked them.

"I do, that's why I can't stay and have you lie to me." My hands were gripping onto his wrists as silent tears fell.

I tried to pull his hands away but they were stronger than I could ever be in this moment, "Why does this feel like you're breaking up with me?" I met his eyes to see that the crack in his voice was because of the tear falling down his cheek. Reaching up I wiped it away not having anything else to say. "Please don't go I love you."

"Then tell me what Adam meant." I pleaded my walls were down as I let tears freely fall and my composure shatter with each one.

He met my eyes, "I can't, because you'll hate me."

Then with that I let go of his wrists and his hands fell from my face weakly to his side and I left the room and Zach. As I ran down the stairs Dean rushed from the kitchen probably to see the commotion and he stopped dead when he saw a tear stained me standing at the bottom of the stairs, "What's happened? Are you okay?"

I smiled weakly at how much he seemed to care, "I'm fine." Quickly I wiped my cheeks feeling my mascara come off on my fingers.

"Has Zach hurt you?"

I felt as though I was being suffocated, I heard a loud thud come from Zach's room and I saw the confusion on Dean's features, "Its nothing, see you." Then I ran out of the house in a full sprint slamming the door shut behind me.

Even though I wasn't really in the right clothes to go for a run I just carried on running, I needed to get to my special place, I ran down the high street ignoring the looks from people as they watched a tear stained teen race by. My feet were hurting from just having a pair on converse on and my hair was wiping against my cheeks, my bag smacking against my bare legs.

When I reached the end of the street I turned left towards the forest until about five minutes later I reached an opening, it led to nothing picturesque or tranquil. It was just a large stone that stood in the mud area that was surrounded by trees and bushes so no one could really see it, I used to hide in here when I was younger and me and the gang would play hide and seek.

Sitting on it I crossed my legs and held onto my shins as I stared at the dirt. What the hell did Adam mean? I began picturing the whole conversation with Zach and seeing if maybe he didn't look like he was lying, but I could still see the few signs that hinted that he was. Knowing the only way I would be able to get an answer would be through Adam I phoned him but he gave me the same crap than last night about the stupid horse's mouth, so I decided to phone the closest person Zach has to a second brother- Grant.

After about four rings he answered, "Sup' Camster, I heard about your dad how are you holding up?"

I couldn't suppress a grin from the stupid nickname he insisted on giving me, "He's okay, should be home in the next couple of days. But I was actually calling about Zach; I need to ask you something."

"Sounds interesting, is he in the dog house?"

"Kind of I guess, we may have broken up." That was the first time I had said it aloud and I felt my heart clench in my chest.

"Shit what did he do?" I couldn't help but smile at the shocked tone- I guess it wasn't only Bex who noticed how he looked at me with love.

Sighing I delved into the story about Adam and then today with Zach. Once I was finished Grant spoke, "I think I know what Adam is talking about, but you really need Zach to tell you about it." I groaned down the phone in annoyance, "Okay I'll give you a hint, it might jog your memory because you were both pretty wasted this night. It was about three weeks before you two first kissed at that frat house party we decided to crash- you know one of Nick's friends?

"Well yeah anyway you two were hammered, and I literally mean couldn't walk for shit, you must have pissed Zach off somehow and he started getting really angry and saying some pretty harsh things- you saw it all but then you passed out so we all left and it was never mentioned again so we all just thought you either solved it or forgot about it."

As Grant spoke I tried to jog my memory and then it came back, "He called me a slut with daddy issues." I whispered as the whole night flooded into my memory.

I heard Grant cough awkwardly, "Look Cammie he didn't mean it, please don't hold this against him. You know how smashed you were that night, he was just the same."

"It's fine, I'll see you on Monday Grant." Then I ended the call and stared at the dirt as anger boiled away in my veins as I thought about that night.

Flashback (Two months ago)

"Come on it will be fun! Do you realise how cool it is that we were invited to a college frat party? We're only juniors, it's going to be epic please come!" Nick was begging us to all go to this frat party one of his brother's mates were throwing, everyone was pretty unsure about it but I was in the mood to party. Since I didn't sleep much alcohol was a great way for me to block of my dad using me as a punching bag.

Standing up so I was next to Nick as he faced us sitting at Macey's kitchen table, "I'm in, sounds like fun."

Nick threw his arm over my shoulder, "I knew my little party girl wouldn't let me down, so who else? You can't leave only us two to go, we need to be in at least a group of four to keep an eye on each other." I looked across the group as they thought and my eyes landed on Zach's he was watching Nick's hand grip onto my arm and I could see tension building in his muscles until eventually he stood up and joined where Nick and I standing.

"I'm in, can't let these two loose at a frat party on their own."

Two hours later, about nine at night, we were all walking up to the very messy frat house. You know in those cheesy American films where the house parties look really over the top? Yeah well apparently they are over the top for high school parties but not so much college frat house parties. I changed into a black tube skirt that ended comfortably mid-thigh and had a white top tucked into it that hung loosely on my shoulders. None of us girls had heels on since they weren't really our thing for just going to a party so I just had on some black hi top converse on.

Once we got inside the house smelt a bit of sick and beer but most our senses were overpowered by the screaming of people dancing or playing stupid games. Instantly Bex and Macey pulled me onto the dance floor and we started dancing while the boys explored the house, after about two songs Grant and Nick reappeared and were dancing with their girls so I started to leave.

Heading to the kitchen for a drink I felt some boys watch me but it didn't bother me too much, I had the boys to help me out if I needed it. As I grabbed a can of beer Zach appeared next to me with a sloppy grin, "Having fun Goode?" I asked making his eyes move from glaring at the boys I just past to softening when they met mine.

He just nodded and lazily slung his arm over my shoulders, "Come on Cam, you have some catching up to do." He motioned at my drink and I took a sip of the cold beer. "I'm in the mood to do something crazy tonight."

I laughed at the seriousness of Zach's tone; he was always a lot more confident to talk to people when he had drunk something. We didn't really talk much about deep things, but we have had a few discussions at parties when everyone else in the gang had gone to find a place to have some 'alone' time. "What did you have in mind?"

I carried on taking sips of my beer as I leaned my hip against the counter top and he stood in front of me, holding onto it to steady his slightly shaky legs, "Remember a while ago when we kissed?" I nodded smirking, it was one hell of a kiss, "We should do that again."

I nearly chocked on my drink, "I don't think so buddy, I have a feeling it wouldn't end well." He frowned slightly, "Anyway I'm not here to get off with someone tonight, so let's go and just have some fun dancing instead."

Nodding Zach took my hand and we started dancing to the music, I kept drinking my beer as we acted like complete idiots doing moves that were just embarrassing and not one bit attractive to look at. About half an hour later I had finished two beers and was getting the buzz from alcohol, this part of drunkenness was fun because you felt like everything you did was a great idea even if it was as simple as eating a grape.

"Want to go and do some shots?" Zach asked over the music putting his mouth to my ear.

"Why are you so determined to get smashed tonight?" I raised an eyebrow, he was still at the state he was when he approached me in the kitchen but I could tell something was bugging him that he wanted to drink away.

"I just do, it's been a rough week now come on." I didn't have much chance to argue before he pulled me into the kitchen and grabbed a half empty bottle of tequila, a lemon, and salt. He poured some of the spirit into our cups and then cut the lemon and sprinkled the salt on his hand and then I did the same. "Ready?" I nodded and then we did the shot, salt and lemon.

About three shots later we were a little bit of a mess, "Right this time I'm going to put the lemon in my mouth and you have to take it out of it." I stated my words slightly slurred as Zach poured some more shots.

He agreed and then took the shot, licked the salt and then put his mouth on mine and took the lemon. But then instead of sucking it he spat it onto the table and pressed his lips back onto mine, I was stiff at first but then grabbed the back of his neck with my hand and pulled him closer. The kiss only lasted for about ten, maybe fifteen, seconds but it was making my toes and fingers curl. I pulled away, "We probably shouldn't have done that, I didn't want to do that tonight." I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, "I'm done being that girl, sorry." Then I stood up and left Zach alone.

I decided to try and find Bex or Macey and found them both dancing so I grabbed a beer wanting the taste of tequila slammers to leave my mouth and joined them dancing. I knew I was a mess and wouldn't remember anything but I didn't care, hopefully I would then forget about how sensational Zach was to kiss. It was around two in the morning and the girls and I decided to try and find the boys to start the walk back to Macey's empty house.

We found them in the garden and I was struggling to walk slightly but we were all laughing and Bex held me up, when we got there Grant had his hand on Zach's shoulder in an attempt to calm him down by the looks of things. His face was red with anger and his eyes were nearly black.

"Dude calm down, what's wrong you were fine when I saw you with Cammie earlier?" Grant asked and then when he said my name Zach shoved him away.

"Don't talk about that, that… slut! She goes around with guys who don't even care about her ever since her dad got locked up without a care in the world, and then the minute someone who genuinely cares about shows that they do she shuts down. I don't get it, I like her man! I lot more than I should, but since I'm not only after her bloody body she wants nothing to do with me!

"I'm sick of her, and her daddy issues. She needs to get over it- he's in jail so what?" When he finished his rant everyone turned to look at me, including people I don't even know, and I felt like screaming. But before I could even react my drink caught up with me making me throw up and then along with a messy head from drinking and a hammering heart I became sleepy until I then passed out.

Please don't hate me, I know I've made Zach a massive jerk and it may be over the top but hey it's all in the name of drama. I'm going away tomorrow pretty early on, but I will try and write something tonight but I make no promises that you'll have an update. So if I don't manage to update, you won't hear from me for two weeks sorry.

Comment what you think and want to happen between Cammie and Zach, and also with her parents. Hopefully there will still be a few chapters left in this story if it goes to plan but sometimes I just write stuff that I didn't even plan to.