I DO NOT OWN! Gallagher girls or I'm Gonna Getcha Good by Shania Twain

When I woke up again I felt even worse than before. I had this horrible taste in my mouth as well. I got up and walked out of the room. I saw Cammie working on her laptop. She looked over at me.

"Good evening sleepy head."

"Ugh, what time is it?"

"It's 2:35"

"Uuuugh. I was supposed to call Tin- wait, we're not together anymore. Wow I must have a killer hangover, I actually thought I was still together with Tina."

She had an annoyed look on her face, "Why? Because you never thought you'd be with one girl for more than a week?"

She was pissing me off now, "Look, you don't even know me. If you'd believe what someone else tells you than that says a lot about who you are doesn't it?"

She snorted, "Please. When it comes from over 20 girls, one of them being your sister, that's not gossip, that's a warning."

I rolled my eyes, "Right. Well, why don't you get to know me first?"

"Why don't you take a hint? I'm not interested." She walked into the kitchen.

"I can take a hint, but just to let you know, you will be interested. No one can resist this charm." I pointed to myself. Hey, it's true.

"You are so full of yourself it's pathetic! I don't even know you for five minutes and I can already tell you're an arrogant, self-centere, jerk!"

"You don't know anything about me, which is why you should get to know me be fore you judge me." I smirked.

She sighed, seeming to think about what I had just said. I was winning, and she knew it too, "I'm sorry. I can't."

She walked into her bedroom. I sighed. I have to find a way to have her. You may be asking, "Zach, why do you have to have her? There are plenty of other girls." Well I'll tell you why, it's more fun this way. And I feel a strange attraction to her...must be the hangover. I found my cell phone on the table and I texted Grant.

Hey man, can you pick me up? I'm at Cammie's.

ZACH! I told you to stay away from her!

I did! I passed out and when I woke up I was here. Can you just pick me up plz?

Oh...yeah. Bex told me about that. Dude you were wasted! She was nice enough to take you home though. She's sweet...Stay away! And sure. I'll get her address from Bex.

thx.

I went over and knocked on Cammie's bedroom door.

"Hey, Cammie. I'm leaving in a little bit. I uh, I appreciate your kind gesture of taking me in without knowing me... Although, you could've been nicer. I mean you don't even know me, how could you be so quick to..."

"Just go Zach." She cut me off.

"Uh right. Anyways, thanks."

"Whatever."

I sighed and walked out the door. This would be harder than I thought.

I walked over to the car where Grant was waiting.

"Hey man."

He was smirking.

"Whoa! My smirk! My smirk!"

"Whatever. How'd it go with Cammie?"

"Fine."

"Mhmm."

"What?"

"Oh nothing. I was just wondering whether she told you off or not."

"Who are you, my sister? I swear."

"Ha! She told you off!"

"Fine. Yeah she told me off, why do you care?"

"I bet you deserved it. Anyway, I care because she's nice, you're not, and you like her and I don't want her to get hurt. That's why I made sure that the girls warned her about you."

"Yeah. Them and about 20 other girls. And what do you mean I like her?"

"Well, like might be an exaggeration. You're...what's the word? Interested in her, yeah let's go with that. You're interested in her because she has no interest in you whatsoever and you want to make her interested in you so you could do what you do to every other girl. She's just another game for you. You don't actually care about going out with her, you just care about dating every girl in the office that isn't taken already."

I sat there speechless, "Who are you? ? I swear. And besides, what if I do want to get to know her? What if I actually like her?"

"Zach, this is you we're talking about here. You've never liked anyone. And besides, I know you."

"And that has to do with what exactly?"

"The point is, is that you're going to stay away from her."

"And what if I don't?"

"Then I'm gonna have to side with the girls if you break her heart, which you will. You definitely will."

"Whatever."

We got home and I went to my room. How could Grant say that? Was he really right? Psh, no. When is Grant ever right? He mistook the remote for a chocolate bar once. I laughed quietly to myself. Though it did look chocolate bar-y. I turned on the TV and just chilled the rest of the day, while planning a way to get Cammie. It's gotta be easier than she makes it seem. I mean, the whole I-already-know-you act is gonna get old. There's gotta be a way to break through her shell. She's gonna be mine eventually. And I have the perfect plan to do so. No one can resist my perfect body and flawless face. She'll be putty in my hands in no time. Wow, I sound like an evil villain or something...maybe I should stop talking to myself in thought-form...yup...that's probably it.

A/N I like writing this story. It's fun making Cammie pissed at Zach. It's just so easy.