Chapter 7

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Recap:

"I dare you to have seven minutes with heaven, with Zach, in the bathroom," she says. I take back my statement. Liz can think of bad dares. Everyone stares at her, surprised she could come up with such a thing. But the moment was over when she looked at my with her eyebrows raised, as if to say 'I dare you'. I was screwed.

I look over at Zach and he is smirking at me. I didn't know what to do; I could either strip and be sitting in my bra, or I could do seven minutes in heaven with Zach. Of course I have nothing against Zach, I really like him because he's sweet and did I mention hot, but I didn't even know what we were. He had kissed me a few times and I kissed him a few times, nothing you didn't already know. But it wasn't like we were in an official relationship. We could both easily go date whoever we pleased (if we weren't spies, but we are so it's harder than you might expect to find a decent spy to date).

"Do it or strip!" Grant says, sounding perfectly pleased with both options. I glared at him, it turns out he was a perv and a Zammie supporter (a ship name for me and Zach, Macey created it after explaining what a ship was— not the boat).

"I'll do it," I grumble, "I'm not planning on stripping any time soon!" I swear for a split second I see Zach's face fall. I can't be certain if it is because I have to do seven minutes in heaven with him or if it's because I said I wouldn't be stripping. I stand up, grabbing Zach's wrist on the way. "Ow Gallagher Girl, that hurts you know," Zach says. "Do you really think I care right now?" I say, as we walk through the door into the bathroom, shutting it behind us.

Zach seems to sense my discomfort. "What's wrong?" he asks quietly. "I just don't think it's very fair, the truths and dares before were very tame, and then they just escalated to this," I respond. I look at the ground. Now that i'm in here, shut in a room with Zach, I'm much more nervous (not something I would admit though).

He gently takes my hand and pulls me towards him. He wraps his strong arms around my waist and leans down and gently kisses my forehead. I can feel my heart beating way to fast and butterflies in my stomach. I rest my head on Zach's chest and I can hear his heart beating fast too.

"I would never do anything you weren't comfortable with," he says. It comforts me, to know that Zach takes my feelings into consideration. "Let's just get this over with," I say. I look up at him and he looks directly into my eyes. "I would never do anything to hurt you," he says.

He leans down to kiss me and I wrap my arms around his neck. I close my eyes and lean in for more. It was a gentle kiss, but sometimes the gentle ones are the nicest. I jump onto the counter and wrap my legs around his waist. Zach traces lines on my back and I shiver when his fingers touch my bare skin. I play with his hair and he moans into my mouth. I never knew I had this effect on him. I can feel him lick my lips, asking for access. I open my mouth, allowing him to deepen the kiss. I wanted it to last forever.

But it had been 7 minutes. I pull away. Zach looks at me, looking confused and slightly hurt. "It's been seven minutes," I tell him, he nods, hiding his emotions from me, but I could still tell he was slightly sad. He looked at me strangely for a few seconds, as if he was trying to figure something out. "What?" I ask, "It's not like we are dating or anything?" I didn't mean to make that sound like a question, and now it sounded like I wasn't sure.

"I know," Zach replied, looking slightly more hurt. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around his neck before standing on my tiptoes and quickly kissing him. "Let's go back to the others, they're probably wondering what's taking us so long.

We open the bathroom door and I sit back down on my bed. Zach sits on the floor on the opposite side of the room. Macey looks pretty smug and everyone else just looks bored. It's my turn to pick someone for a truth or dare.

"Jonas, truth or dare?" Jonas looks disappointed. I knew how he felt, thinking no one was noticing you and the despair you feel when you get picked.

"Truth," he replies. It's a smart choice, but then again, he's a smart kid. I decide to go easy on him. "Have you ever forgotten to do your homework?" He face goes red, probably from embarrassment. "Once," he replies quietly, practically whispering. Everyone laughs.

Jonas turns towards Grant, "Grant, truth or dare?" I knew he was going to to pick "dare!" I was right. Grant didn't seem worried at all. I wanted some of his confidence. "Lets go with, admit you have feelings for Bex!"

Everyones eyes were flicking between Grant and Bex. Grant was smiling as if he had no idea what was going on, and Bex's expression was pretty unreadable, but being the one who had known her the longest, I could tell she was smug. Although she had always avoided the subject, it was obvious she like Grant.

"I admit to having feelings for Bex," Grant said, holding up one arm as if he was making a pact. Bex smirked at him and he kissed her quickly. Everyone laughed at her surprised expression. No one else seemed to notice, but I saw that Bex was holding Grant's hand behind behind his back. Although Bex was an overly open person, she probably didn't want to say this was anything before having checked that everything about Grant, which would probably involve getting Liz to hack into the CIA database to check.

"Macey, truth or dare?" Grant asks. "Give me your best dare, Newman," Macey replies. "I dare you to call Preston and tell him you love him!" I wondered how much Grant actually knew about Macey. Did he know how many boyfriends she'd had (34) or how boyfriends she'd dumped (33) or how many boyfriends she'd told she loved (0). Maybe it was an innocent dare, but maybe he'd really wanted to see her reaction.

"No way, I'm stripping!" I looked around the room to see what everyones reactions were. Obviously me, Bex and Liz couldn't care less, we share a room with her, and she isn't exactly a private person. Jonas was going redder and redder by the second, Grant looked smug and Zach was acting oblivious to the whole thing.

Macey pulled her tank top over her head, so that she was just in her bra, pants and underwear. I saw Zach and Grant staring at her in surprise. After all, Macey's cup size wasn't exactly small. Bex slapped Grant's arm and he stopped staring. I glare at Zach. He blushes and looks down. Zach never shows much emotion, let alone blushing. I feel a sinking feeling in my stomach. Maybe Zach likes Macey, she's beautiful, funny and down to earth. I guess my dare from earlier meant nothing.

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