"Why'd you finish early today? I thought you worked late." Zach said with a squint. The sun was really bright as it started to set. We'd decided to walk around a park for a bit. I remembered that this was the park Josh and I had always gone to. We'd had our first kiss here.

"Yeah, I usually do, but it's a Thursday so I started early therefore I end early." I unbuttoned my coat since it was hot and let it flap open in the light breeze. Talking to Zach felt so natural. Even though we'd known eachother for a few days I felt like I could trust him completely, like he had been my best friend for years.

He shook his head with a laugh. "That's my fail logic right there."

I smiled, "What do you mean?"

He looked over at me. "It means I should have been able to figure out the answer to my own question."

I smirked. "Not all of us are super smart."

He gaped at me in mock hurt. "Are you questioning my intelligence?"

I laughed. "Of course not, Einstein." We stopped at the top of a bridge and I leaned forward against the railing. "It's so beautiful at this time of day."

He nodded. "Yeah. I used to love watching the sunset. Jonas used to have an obsession with photography so everyday we came out to find the perfect place for a shot."

"They must be really nice photos." I commented. "What happened to that obsession, anyway?" I remember we'd had a similar conversation a few days ago, only the roles had been switched. Zach had been asking me what had happened to my obsession with his band.

"The Death DIEmundz is what happened." He said simply like that explained everything.

"Does he ever miss it?" I asked.

"If he does he doesn't show it. Besides, if you miss something you can always just get it back if you want it bad enough." He said.

I looked away from him and at the water rippling beneath us. "Not really."

We lapsed into silence once he caught on.

Something over his shoulder caught my eye and I stood up straight. My eyes narrowed as I did a double take. "You have got to be kidding me."

Zach turned around to see what I was seeing. "What?"

"Josh." I pointed to him. "He already found a new girl to sink his claws into… And he's looking at us."

I tried not to look at Josh but it was hard. Occasionally I peeked to see he was watching me. "What do we do? If I leave I'll look like a total wimp, if I stay I have to watch him unleash his moves on her."

Zach got a mysterious look on his face as though he had a plan. He got closer to me. "Don't run away." He said quietly.

"What are you talking about?" I whispered. "And why are-" Before I could finish my sentence I felt his lips press against mine.

When I got home I flopped onto the couch with a moan, of course gaining my brother's attention.

"Uh oh, what happened today?" He asked.

"This guy kissed me and it was so… ughhh." I had no idea how to end that sentence.

"It was bad?"

"No!" I exclaimed bolting upright. "It was so so good. But turns out, he didn't even mean it." He sat down beside me. I couldn't believe he was actually going to listen to this instead of clog his ears with cotton and pretend not to hear me. "It's just, we were at the park and Josh was there too. So, being the whiner I am, I started complaining that he was there. And this guy knows we… broke up. So he kissed me only to make Josh jealous and get him to screw off."

"How do you know this?"

"Because when it was over he looked at where Josh was and then said 'Yep, he's gone, that should do it'." I quoted word by word.

A smirk was crawling onto my brother's face. I smacked his arm. "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking that you're making too big of a deal out of this. Besides, how long do you know this guy?" He said.

"That has nothing to do with this." But then I processed the first part of his speech. Why did I care? I hardly knew Zach and I wanted that kiss to be the real deal. I laid my head on his shoulder. "Why do guys have to be so complicated?"

He put his arm around me and gave me a light squeeze. "Ok, if you're so worked up about this then talk to him."

"And say what? 'I wish that you'd meant it when you kissed me'? Right, that's not going to happen."

"Or you can just forget this incident ever happened…"

I groaned and got up. "You're not helping at all." I headed to my room.

"You're welcome!" He called after me.

After around 20 minutes of pacing in my room I worked up the nerve to go to Zach's place.

When I was at the door Grant opened the door and was once again surprised to see me. He had on a coat so I knew that he was going somewhere. "Hey, Cammie."

I grinned. "You know my name."

He laughed. "Yeah. I do. If you're looking for Zach he's not in at the moment. Neither is Jonas. They went to take some photos at the park."

"Oh." I was disappointed. I'd really wanted to see him. "Okay, that's... okay." How lame.

"I'm going to go join them right now, wanna come?" Again, unexpected.

I brightened up. "Sure! That would be great."

The park was only 5 minutes away from their apartment so we walked. We talked a bit and I was shocked that he didn't mock me or tease me during our conversation.

"Hey Grant, can I ask you a question?" I asked.

He looked over at me and smirked. "You just did."

I rolled my eyes with a smile. "I had a feeling you'd say that. But what I wanted to ask you is how you don't have paparazzi following you all the time."

We crossed a road, checking both ways before we crossed. A car almost didn't break on time and almost hit me. Grant started yelling at the guy behind the wheel. "Well, when we're doing stuff as the DEATH DIEmundz we usually have really freaky clothes on and we get black streaks in our hair. Sometimes we use a lot of that make up. So when we're just us people don't really recognize who we are. We're just average human beings."

"But don't they find your house somehow?" The park was coming into view.

"Nope. We have a decoy. Zach's aunt's summer house. She doesn't use it anymore since she's dead. So we go up there sometimes. That's where the paparazzi are. If they can't find us there, it's a dead end." He explained.

We were in the park and I could straight away see Jonas' hunched figure. We heard a few faint clicks and then he moved. Another figure got up from a rock and I recognized it as Zach. He was walking towards us. "Cammie! Hey!"

"Hi." I said. "What're you doing?"

"Jonas had an urge to take some photos so we came out here. It's a beautiful night."

"Photos, huh? You have anything to do with this?"

The corners of his mouth twisted up. "I may have had a little bit to do with it."

We walked over to the pond to stay out of the camera's range. The city lights reflected in the water, dimly silhouetting sleeping ducks and lilies. "So-" A camera clicked and we saw Jonas taking a photo of us. "Jonas! Really man? We're trying to talk."

He didn't apologize, only rattled off some excuse about how we were in his way and that if we were going to be here we were going to be his subjects.

Zach turned to me. "Let's go for a walk."

"Sure." So we walked.

He took me around the park and showed me places that I'd never seen before. The park was big so I'd never gotten around to seeing it all. Josh had never wanted to take the time to look at nature. We usually had just strayed in the main area and walked in circles. All my friends kept on telling me it was worth the effort going around the whole thing and now I understood why. If it was this beautiful during the night it had to be absolutely amazing during the day. I voiced my thoughts. "You have to show me around here during the day."

"I will." He promised. "Maybe even tomorrow if you're not busy. I come here a lot. To think. There's this one spot I like the most and I spend hours at a time just sitting there, watching the day go by." I suppressed a laugh but he still heard it. "What?"

"You went all poetic all of a sudden. No wonder so many girls like you." I couldn't stop the words from coming out.

He remained indifferent. "Nah, I think it has more to do with the band. More people like us for our music."

"No not that." I waved that off. "I mean just as you."

This time I'd gotten his attention. "Yeah?"

"You don't notice?"

He shrugged. "Not really."

"Oh come on. Today, at the restaurant, didn't you even notice all those girls flirting with you?"

He smirked. "They were flirting with me?"

I rolled my eyes. "Okay, nevermind. Forget it."

"No, no, you started this conversation." He blocked my path with a laugh. "Now finish it."

"I don't know what to say, except for the fact that I noticed all those girls throwing themselves at you. That's all." I tried to keep my voice steady, but it was so hard since he was standing oh so close to me that I could hardly form a coherent sentence.

"I'm thinking there's more to it." He searched my eyes and I averted my gaze. He lightly placed his fingers on my cheek and turned my head to face him. His eyes probed mine with a curious look in them. "Now why would you bother noticing all that?"

"Oh please, who wouldn't?" I'd just walked into my own trap.

"I wouldn't." He smirked.

"That's because... I don't know. You tell me why you don't notice."

"Ah, no. No diverting the conversation off you. I want to hear why." He didn't move his hand. Did he even realize it was there? Could he feel the heat in my face? "Are you into the poetic type?"

I lifted my shoulders. "I don't know." I was really getting uneasy and nervous with this close proximity. Couldn't he move or something? "Look, can we go?"

He ignored me. "You're shy, you know that?"

"Great, thanks for the update, can we leave now?" I said.

"Why won't you tell me?" He prodded.

"Why do you care?" I blurted.

He cocked his head to the left. "You want to know why I care?"

I stood my ground. "Yes. I do."

His other hand touched my other cheek and before I knew it he was kissing me. Gently and slowly but I felt something in me respond eagerly. My hands moved up his arms and lingered there. He pulled back but not so far. "That's why I care. This morning, I knew I felt something for you. I know, it's silly. We just met, we're complete strangers-"

I interrupted him with a kiss. This time it was full of more emotion. His hands went to my waist, pressing me closer to him. I brought his face closer to mine and wrapped my arms around his neck. I was practically on my tip-toes but I wasn't close enough. I'm not sure how far it would have gone if we hadn't realized where we were. We drew back but kept our arms around eachother. I breathed heavily and smiled. "You know, I think I might like the poetic type."

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