Sorry. It's more of a filler. But hey, for 25 minutes not bad right?

I picked up my bag.

She walked right up to us and coughed. Who the hell was this chick? Who does she think she is?

"EXCUSE ME," she said rather loudly. 'You're excused'. People started looking over, well more or less peeking. They weren't supposed to mind us. We were here daily, and they weren't supposed to disturb us.

"Cameron Morgan?" Tina all but screeched. How the hell does my girlfriend know this girl?

"Hey Tina!" Cameron grinned. Wow. That's a pretty smile. She was picking a fight with Tina? If she knew Tina, why on earth would she do that.

"What are you doing here," Tina spat out. Suddenly I didn't like Tina's tone anymore. It wasn't sweet, it was full of meanness and hatred.

"Gee, you're nice to a transfer student," Cameron rolled her eyes cocking a hip while folding her arms. Girl got attitude.

"What, you get expelled from Gallagher?" Tina smirked, my smirk. As if she had the upper hand. 'Did she?'

"No, but since we're talking about our old school how's your hair?" It clicked. How they knew each other, why they hated each other, why Tina had blue streaks coming to this school, why Tina always avoided talking about hair color.

Tina and her had some history. Probably pranking history. Tina was glaring at her, her once hazel eyes no longer looking pretty with that scrunch of the eyebrows.

"You changed your hair color too? I thought that brown was so pretty!" I looked back at the girl I was holding in my arms. A natural brown shade would complement her eyes so much more, sort of like the girl in front of us. 'Cameron. Come on bud, you can remember that'

My thoughts were interrupted when she pushed me and Tina part to get to her locker which we were conveniently next to. 'Next to Joe, gotta remember that'

As she slammed her locker she looked back. "Have a nice day, Tina!"

With that she walked away, meeting up with a boy who was laughing like crazy. I saw Tina look after the boy. 'History?' Suddenly I got a pang at the heart.

'What the hell?'

"Come on, babe. Let's get to class." Tina looked up at me smiling, her eyes again pretty and joyful. She gave me a quick peck and we were off to class.

I looked around.

Over the course of the football season. I dubbed I had developed a crush on Cameron Morgan. From the football game where she let me see her. From the state game.

From the day I snuck into her room.

"Fall is such a peaceful time of year," I said while closing my eyes. I was with her. Alone. And not with Kyle.

Mini victory for me.

"You better believe it," she replied. I think she was just as content as me.

"People say it's the most romantic seasons of the year. I mean it is followed by winter where you can get cozy."

'Let's see your reaction to THAT'

Her eyes snapped open and she turned her head to stare at me. I was smirking, on the verge of laughing at her mind.

Then I saw her blush. She looked so pretty with a hint of pink in her cheeks. Her hazel eyes were now turning brown, as if to fit the season.

"I won't lose this game, Gallagher Girl. Especially with Kyle gone, I'll be making my moves. You better watch out." I smiled at her. Fair warning right?

"I'll see you around," I grinned seeing her blush. Maybe I did have a shot. I stood up and left before I screwed something up.

'Maybe I could get her to love me'

I turned off the light.

I put the pillow behind me and leaned back onto the window. I was a little hot still (I was wearing an Under Armor turtleneck, two sweatshirts, and the coat I just shredded off) and I was about to put the blanket down when I saw Cam visibly shiver. By then the lights were all off and the shades were all drawn. I sighed as I draped the blanket over Cammie. As I did so I saw her slide. 'Please not towards me, please not towards me.'

God just didn't want to listen to me today.

Cammie was sound asleep on my chest. I let out frustrated sigh as I let her get comfortable. Her back was faced toward me and her head was on my chest. She clutched the blanket tighter to her as she pushed closer to my body. I shut my eyes, praying for sleep. Maybe then I wouldn't feel so bad about it. This time God knows who listened to me.

I was asleep in no time.

I woke up from a little movement. I looked down and saw Cammie fluttering open her eyes. Damn. I had no part in this what-so-ever. Then I realized that my arms had wound themselves around Cammie's torso. Well so much for acting innocent. She pulled the blanket closer to her, or shrugging it, or however you say it. Basically she covered her neck.

She then took in her surroundings and then straightened a little bit. She jarred my leg (that had somehow found itself under her legs) so I moved it to rid the pain. She immediately froze. Slowly she calmed down and she started to get comfortable, by moving around on me. She jammed her hand down on my gut as she was about to reposition herself. What could I do? It was painful. I let out a small and quick groan unable to control it. She tensed for a millisecond before relaxing again.

She put her head in the crook of my neck and cuddled - yes cuddled - on top of me. I knew that it had something to do with the cold bus though. By the looks of it she was only wearing a sweatshirt and her coat. Besides her shirt I mean.

I'll shut up.

She slowly relaxed into my body and I held her closer to me. She put a little pressure on my arms, as if she were trying to raise hers, but I kept my arms right where they were. I heard her yawn and then I felt her completely relax. Then I heard her steady breathing. She was asleep, once again.

I was tired too, and was about to fall asleep when I felt Cammie shift on top of me again. This time she made it quick and she turned her whole body around. She rested her head on the other side of my neck now and her steady breathing came back. Finally I thought I wouldn't be disrupted if I tried to sleep. My eye lids were closed but I felt her arm move. 'PLEASE not again'.

Instead I felt her small hand clutch my sweatshirt.

She… me… My arms pulled her much closer to my body and I buried my face in her hair.

God, why did I have to love her so much?

I love her.

I love Cammie Morgan.

I fell asleep soon after that, and actually was able to sleep for a long time. Or what felt like a longer period of time. I woke up when I felt Cam stirring. She was so warm and comfortable, just please don't move. Of course that didn't happen, but she did give a quiet sigh of content and then curled up closer to me. She was radiating so much heat….

Suddenly I felt her pull back and I sat up a little more. I felt cold without her laying next to me, and whether she liked it or not I was going to force her to stay with me. I just… I wanted her to stay with me. I wanted to keep her warm. I wanted her to like me.

"Can you just sleep? Please? You can slap me later," I quietly whispered. Finally I barely opened my eyes. I saw her gorgeous brown ones staring back. She blushed and then looked away. I wanted to give my famous smirk but thought better of it. What if she thought it was annoying? 'But it's a signature…'

I started tracing circles on her back, trying to get her a little sleepy and tired so that she would fall forward again. At least for the rest of the trip. "Gallagher Girl, I'm tired," I softly whispered to her, trying to coax her to lay down. The blanket was pooled around her, and I couldn't pull it up without her coming with it.

"Then go to sleep," she simply replied as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. Oh I wish. It would've been even more simple if she would just lay down.

"I was comfortable," I honestly replied. Honest was the best bet to go, because eventually I'd spill it.

"Zach-" I pulled on her back trying to get her to lie down. I didn't want to argue. I wanted her to comply and I would face the consequences later. And even better she finally did lie down. I pulled her to my chest and her head rested in the crook of my neck. Contently I sighed. I could get to sleep no problem.

And I did.

The weekend flew by fairly quickly, along with Cammie getting hurt and uh… some awkward bandaging. But now we were on the bus home and I wasn't going to complain. My bed was exactly what I needed right now.

But where was she? Why wasn't she here yet? I got off the bus deciding to go look for her. I got in the hotel to see Nick and Courtney whispering to each other.

Why was Cammie in his arms.

She wrapped her arms around him as he carried her and he blushed. Suddenly I saw Courtney's eyes go cold. By then I was jogging over to them wondering why Cammie looked like she was out and Courtney so mad at Nick."I swear I didn't do anything. I'm carrying her with two arms," Nick whispered back in a rush to Courtney.

"What happened." I demanded. My words came out in a rush. They stopped and looked at me.

"No, nothing happened. She just wouldn't wake up," Courtney sighed. She didn't sound so mad anymore. She must've been jealous for Cam to hold her arms around Nick. She always had a thing for Nick.

Wait arms around Nick?

"And you're letting Nick carry her?" I asked. I didn't want to sound rude, but maybe someone with a little more muscle? And um this jealous kid right here would be all for carrying the sleeping beauty.

"What, got something against me, man?" Nick replied. I saw the humor in his eyes. 'Yes, Nick. I don't want any boy touching my girl'

"No, but - nevermind. I'll take her."

I walked over to Nick and pulled Cammie into my arms. She clung to me and I started walking away. I felt her nestle into my arms and I smirked. She wasn't ever going to live this one down. I got to the bus and realized that she was fast asleep. What a cute girl.

Was she a narcoleptic?

The bus ride was the same old same, Cam and I sleeping. With each other. I loved it. I loved having her next to me. Best feeling. The bus came to a stop and I heard Nick mutter something about being glad to be home. I got up and saw Cammie not exactly motivated to move.

I laughed as I threw Cammie over my shoulder. I knew she secretly loved my attention. I walked out of the bus and her brother menacingly growled at me.

"What the hell do you think you're fucking doing?"

Someone's not in a good mood.

"Hey, Grant. You're little sister just couldn't get enough of me this weekend," I cheekily replied. I smirked and put her down. Overall, that was a great weekend.

Spent it with the love of my life.

Cameron Morgan.

I shut the door.

She froze. No. this wasn't the way this was supposed to happen.

"What?" her broken voice asked in the silence. I couldn't find it in me to even reply to her. "I can't believe you," she ground out. She shoved me and I came back to life. She ran and I barely missed her hand. I started after her. Why did he tell her? I had this planned out. I was going to tell her tonight in her room and she could freak out there and-

"Cammie?" Kyle called out. Damn him. He should've never gotten that scholarship. Him and Cammie should've never- she was out the doors.

"CAMMIE!" I finally grabbed her.

"Zach, what the hell did you do," Kyle asked me not so kindly. Well this was becoming a scene.

"We should take this somewhere else," I quietly suggested seeing all the parents and teachers start looking over.

"NO! JUST LET ME GO!"

"No, Cam, let me explain," I would beg. I needed her to know that I loved her and I wasn't just leading her on this whole time.

"Let her go."

TINA?

"Tina, look, I'm sorry I don't like you-" I was getting mad. Can't I just explain to this girl before she dubbed she hated me forever?

" I know that," Tina snapped. Wasn't expecting that per say.

"What?" Kyle was confused beyond belief. I wanted to smack him and get him to leave.

"She needs to go somewhere. She had things she has to do," Tina spoke. 'Things to do like moving on. She doesn't like me. She doesn't want anything to do with me.'

"Thank you, Tina," Cammie whispered before running off, never once looking back.

'She doesn't love me'

I left.