Disclaimer: All rights of Gallagher Girls go to Ally, you know the drill ;)

Author's Note: Hey everybody, how've you been? I am extremely sorry for not updating in the last couple of days, life caught up with me and bit me in the ass (AKA I had to do a lot of studying or my mum would've killed me). I will try not to make a habit of making you wait, but please do bear in mind that I go back to school next week and I have exams really soon so I will be quite busy. Anyway, enough with that, you're here for the story not me! :) So, I present to you Chapter 10...

The gym, luckily for me, was isolated. Everybody was either in class at the moment, or bunking off to have a quick smoke in the bushes at the bottom of the school field. I made my way over to the treadmill, determined to stand and walk a mile before school ended.

As I got closer to the machine, the more intimidating it seemed to look. I parked myself in front of it, then stretched one of my arms out to grab onto the railing on the left, then repeated the action with my right arm. My arms and hands weren't feeling too bad anymore, the swelling gone down and the light bruises already fading. Painfully, I pulled myself up into a standing position, supporting the majority of my weight on my arms so my legs were just brushing the surface of what now seemed to be a death trap to me. I just had to remind myself that the running machine was my new best friend, it wouldn't hurt me, and it was there to help me get better. I slowly and carefully lowered myself onto the treadmill, with each fifth of a centimetre adding a little more pressure. Whilst I was clinging on with one hand, I set the machine to a slow jog.

Almost immediately after the machine started moving, my legs twisted painfully and I fell to the ground. Although the pain was excruciating, I tried to turn myself over so I could be on my back instead of lying flat on my face. As I lay there, tears started to slip from my eyes. This was never going to work. I simply couldn't dance, and that fact alone was killing me. What made it worse was the knowledge that in just three short weeks I would leave this place and be back to my own personal from of hell, living with my mother.

A movement shifted in the corner of my vision. I turned my head to see Zach stood there, watching me with a sad and slightly horrified expression on his face.

"If you've come here to make me feel even worse about myself, then feel free to leave," I said, mortified that he'd seen me in such a mess.

"I actually came here to work out, but when I saw you there I thought you may need some help, "he replied, throwing me a half smile. He then walked over to me silently and lifted me into my chair, trying not to jostle me. When I was finally settled he whispered more to himself than to me, "Much better."

"Thank you," I said to him, truly meaning it. All of my fire had burned out, and in its place was just a sad little girl. I was scared and worried and so incredibly sad. Tears started to form in my eyes, hating the person I had become. Useless and weak were the two things I had always fought to not be, and here I was, exactly that. An emotional wreck. Useless and weak.

"Hey," Zach said soothingly. "Don't cry. I'm sorry for saying those things. I didn't mean them, they're not true. You shouldn't even listen to what I say Cam, really it was a load of crap."

"Don't Zach. You and I both know that what you said before in music was true. I can't get over the fact that I cannot dance anymore. And yes, I am upset that I don't get that solo, but not for the reasons that you believe. You would never understand," I said to him.

"Try me," he replied simply.

"It's a long story," I warned him.

"I've got time," he said back.

That's when I broke down. I told him almost everything about my life, leaving out the unnecessary details about my sister. I told him about my mum, how she treated me, about Tina, how she threatened me, and about dance and how it defined me. Once I was finished he just looked at me, but not with pity, knowing that's not what I needed. He looked at me with love and sadness and hope. Instead of saying anything, he just hugged me. I was very light and gentle, but I just squeezed him tighter and said, "I'm not going to break you know," and he just chuckled.

When he pulled back he just smirked and said, "I knew you weren't like the other girls here."

I just rolled my eyes and replied sassily with, "That's because I'm your Gallagher Girl," which made him laugh even more. Without realising it I said aloud, "I love it when you smile."

My face must have been bright red from the embarrassment, which only made him smirk even wider and say, "I knew you couldn't resist me Gallagher Girl. And by the way, I love your smile too," he whispered the last part as if it was a massive secret.

This just made me smile even more, my heart fluttering and my stomach doing flips. He managed to make me feel special even in this state. I think I am falling for Zachary Goode.

"Let me take you out tonight Cammie," he asked kindly.

"What, like on a date?" I answered his question with a question.

"Yeah, a date. I would really like it if you would go on a date with me Gallagher Girl, I really like you. I know I haven't really shown it much lately, but that was before I knew the real you. I admit, I shouldn't have judged you, and I'm sorry. Let me make up for it? Let me take you out?" he asked. Yes, I was definitely falling for Zachary Goode.

"Okay." I said happily.

"Okay?" He asked as if he couldn't believe he'd heard me right.

"Okay." I confirmed, and with that he broke into a wide smile that made my heart soar. Just knowing that I was the one to cause him happiness was a success. Oh God, I sound like a lovesick teenager...oh wait, I kind of was.

"I'm going to head back to my dorm now Cam, do you want me to take you back?" he asked.

"Sure that would be great," I said, a little too enthusiastically, which caused him to chuckle.

He took the back of my chair and started to push me out of the gym. On the way to my dorm we fell into a comfortable silence. It was broken when he said, "Hey Gallagher Girl, can you do me a favour?"

"Anything," I replied instantly (seriously, what was wrong with me?!)

"Just promise me that you won't try the whole gym thing again, at least not until you are all fixed up."

"I wouldn't dream of it," I said solemnly.

"Cam, I'm being serious," he said as if I was joking before.

"Zach, so am I, don't worry, I won't go back for a while yet. I promise."

"Good."

With that, we went back to not talking, both lost in our own thoughts. When we finally reached my room, we stopped outside again (I was having some serious déjà vu). He leant down and pressed his lips to mine, caressing my face as I held onto his arms. It felt as if an electric current was running between us, sparks flying everywhere we were touching. Slowly, he pulled away and said, "I'll pick you up at 7 Gallagher Girl," then he disappeared, again.

The last thoughts that entered my mind before I entered my room were simple...WOW, Zachary Goode is a good kisser!

AN: And there we have it folks, I do hope you enjoyed it. This was, as I like to put it, plain and simple ZAMMIE LOVE. I thought y'all had waited long enough for a little Zammie action. Thank you so much for reviewing again guys, I do take into account all of your opinions and I try to shape my story into how I think you would like it. Someone said that all of the characters were having mood swings and it was really annoying. I'm sorry if you find this annoying, I don't mean for it to be. It was mainly for this bit of the story where Cammie is so stressed; she is trying to hold it together but lashes out or breaks down some of the time. Sorry if you didn't get that. Also, some said that Cam trying to dance was ruining the storyline...well after reading this chapter you probably realised that she will stop now, I never had any intention of dragging it out anyway, and y'all just have to bear with me. I don't mean to sound rude, and if I am, I'm really sorry. I was just trying to put my views on it forward. Finally, thank you for telling me in your reviews about the Grant and Jonas thing. We will meet the mysterious duo sometime soon, I just don't know when! Keep an eye out though! Anyway, thank you sooooooo much for getting me to 50 reviews though, you guys are the best, I love you. When I read all your kind comments it makes me smile to no end! Please review, tell your friends, and get them to tell their friends ;) Adios for now fanfiction, I'll update soon enough ~XOXO