Me: So Zach, what do you think bout Grammie?

Zach: Huh?

Me: You know? Cammie and Grant, Grant and Cammie, Grammie?

Zach: What are you talking about?

Me: Neeeevermiiind

I DO NOT OWN!

Grant and I sat there waiting for Zach to do something. We were pretending to watch some HGTV show. Zach was just standing there, lost in his own world. I felt Grant's hand brush my thigh. I shivered. The place that his hand touched tingled. I looked at him. He was grinning. I blushed and looked back at Zach. He was looking at my thigh. Then he looked at me. Oops. No, he couldn't have seen that. It was too brief. Grant made it seem like he was shifting positions on the couch. That's what I thought it was until I saw his grin. Zach glared at Grant. He got up and went to his room. I heard the door slam. He knew.

"He knows." Grant looked at me, "What?" "He saw you touch my thigh." "I masked it up by making that seem like an accident! It looked like I was shifting positions…right?" "Yeah. That's what I thought it was until I saw your grin." He grinned again. He came closer to me. "Well, let's wait until he says something." He came even closer. My breath hitched. He came so close that our lips were centimeters apart. I couldn't take it. I kissed him. My hand went to his hair and his arms locked around my waist. We shifted so that I was sitting on top of him. My knees on either side of him. My hands came down from his hair and explored his chest. I didn't like that he still had his shirt on. But I told him we'd take it slow. I didn't want to get him too excited than remember what I said and stop. Although, right now I wish I hadn't said anything.

I felt his abs, and perfect pecks. He's much more muscular than Zach. He groaned and that made me smile. I regretfully pulled back and he pouted, "I'm sorry. But we have to take this slow." His shoulders slumped, "I know. But I can't control myself that well. And what you do to me doesn't really help. And the way your lips taste. And the way you feel so right. I just can't get enough. And we've only been together for a few minutes." I hugged him. I was still sitting on top of him. "I know. But it feels like we've been going out forever. And I'm sorry. You're right, maybe I shouldn't tease you." I started getting off of him. He pulled me back, "No! You don't have to do that. I didn't say I didn't like it." I smiled and kissed him again. We were full on making out when we heard Zach say, "WHAT THE HELL!"

We pulled apart and looked up. Standing in front of us was one angry Zachary Goode. I got off of Grant and fixed my hair. Grant scooted away from me and ran his fingers through his hair. Zach looked between Grant and me. I was looking down. Grant was looking off to the side.

"Grant. What the hell?" I looked over at Grant. He was looking at Zach. He was kind of angry, " What do you mean 'what the hell?' You knew I liked Cammie. Don't go around saying you had no clue because you did." "What are you talking about?" "The only reason you broke up with her is because you knew that she liked me too." I looked at Zach, "Is that true?" He looked at me, "Well…" "You know, now that you mention it, Zach, you never told me why you did break up with me." "Cammie, I broke up with you because…because…because I loved you!" I was soooooo confused. "Ooook? You told me you loved me before. Especially during certain things. What was the difference then than it was one month ago?" He looked down. "Because I knew you didn't love me back." "Yes I did!" "Sure. You loved me. But you loved Grant too. I noticed it when he came over. Or when you two talked at work. I knew that you two had feelings for each other. And I didn't want you to start going behind my back and dating. Though what a stupid mistake that was, because you did anyway." "Zach…" "No. You know what. I don't care. But Grant. You stole my girlfriend away from me. And I'll do the same. I still love you Cammie. I'll make you realize that you love me more."

Grant got really mad at that. "No way man." He got up and punched Zach. Zach grabbed Grant's shirt and flipped him over from behind. Grant got up and lunged at Zach. Pushing him to the couch. I got up pulled Grant off of Zach, which he was punching brutally, "Stop it!" Grant looked at me with a sorry look in his eyes. At that point Zach got up and punched Grant in the eye. That was going to leave a mark. Grant tried to get at Zach but I pulled him back. Zach walked to his room, "I'm out of here." "Good! And don't come back!" "No problem with that!" He shouted back. He slammed his door. I pulled Grant to the bathroom.

We were in there taking care of his eye when we heard the front door slam. "Did you really have to fight?" "I'm sorry. He just made me so mad! Saying that he was going to get you back." His hands clenched into fists. I took hold of them and they immediately unclenched. He seemed more relaxed. Though he was still breathing heavily. I took hold of his face. I looked him in the eye "Don't worry. I won't fall for his tricks. He won't get me back. I'm staying with you." He calmed down. He looked down after that, "Did you guys really have sex?" It was my turn to look down. I nodded. He took my face in his hands and made me look at him, "Hey, it's okay, I guess we all have to at some time."

He wiped away the tears that I didn't even know were there. "I feel so, slutty. I thought he and I were going to be together forever. So I thought it was okay. That I'd just lose it to him in the future so why not then? And I loved him." He shushed me, "It's okay. I understand. And you are in no way slutty. At least not as slutty as Macey." I laughed. "But hey, it's okay to 'cause you and Bex had sex all the time right?" He sighed and looked away, when he looked back at me, I realized they didn't. But…Bex said they did. She said she lost it to him. "No. I'm still a virgin. We got pretty far. But we didn't go all the way. But, we did go around saying we did."

I looked at him, "Oh. What I don't understand is why you didn't go all the way, I mean, you were horny as hell and ready to go for it a couple of minutes ago. And if Zach wasn't there I probably wouldn't be able to control myself." He smiled, "Yeah, I get a little too excited at times. And it wasn't my decision not to, it was Bex's. She wasn't ready. And I totally respected that. I let her do her own thing." I kissed him softly. "You're a good boyfriend. And now I don't feel as much pressure to be better than Bex in future situations." He smiled bigger at that. He kissed me and it was full of want. I sensed he was ready. I pulled back, "I said in future situations. Not right now. We have only been going out for an hour." He nodded, "Has it only been an hour? Feels like forever." "I know."

I looked at my watch. 5:07. I sighed, "I have to go. I have a lot of paperwork still left over from my last mission. And last night I didn't get much sleep." Grant kissed me and nodded, "I wish you could stay." I smiled, "Me too." He walked me to the door. We kissed again and I left. I went home and did my paperwork. Then reality hit me. What if Zach tells Bex?

A/N Hello everyone! This was a little OOC but I really don't care. The whole story's OOC. I mean, in the real books Grant and Cammie wouldn't have feelings for each other at all, sooo yeah. ^^ I love writing this story. It takes a lot for me not to update multiple times in one day :/

Songs I'm addicted to:

Paper Gangsta by Lady Gaga (When am I not addicted to Lady Gaga?)

Empire State of Mind (Glee version) by The cast of Glee

To the sky by Owl City

End Quote
Young Lorelai:
Okay, this is a big pain and I'd really like it to go away, please.

Nurse: Just breathe deep, honey.

Young Lorelai: Breathing doesn't help, can I hit you instead?

Nurse: What?

Young Lorelai: Or pinch you really hard, 'cause that might make me feel better.

Nurse: No, you cannot hit me.

Young Lorelai: Can I bite you or pull your hair or use the Epilady on you 'cause I really need to do something.

-Gilmore Girls

P.S The end quote reminds me of my BFF gallaghergirlheart. She's extremely violent…it scares me sometimes. Especially that time she asked for a knife…you don't want to know.