"I don't want to be doing this." I said quietly to Zach.

He gave me a quick hug and reassured me everything would be fine. I stood with the DEATH DIEmundz waiting for the interview to start. It was going to go live so if I screwed up it would be in front of millions of viewers. The guys had cool clothes on, every single outfit was different and unique. They all had streaks in their hair and guyliner on. I also had black streaks and smokey make up on. I wore black capris, a rather tight red shirt with a black vest over it and heaps of jewelry.

I whimpered. I was so nervous and I didn't even know why. Zach had said to keep our relationship a secret from the press for now. He didn't want to attract any unwanted attention to us.

He rubbed my arm and gave me a kiss on my forehead. "Cammie, relax. Everything will be okay. Just stop freaking out."

I took a few deep breaths and then we were called on stage. I'd been advised to act extra happy, perky, positive, whatever. So that the audience would be amused because they didn't want to watch a "tragic sob story". That's what they said. I'm just quoting them word for word. And when they'd said that I couldn't help but feel a bit offended. Did I really look that tragic?

The talk show was called StarCrossed and our host was named Linda Bloom. She was also smiling like she was having the time of her life. She shook all of our hands and introduced us all.

"Today we have a special guest for you! Today we're going to be interviewing the DEATH DIEmundz with one of their friends Cammie Morgan. You do like being called Cammie right?" She said to me.

"Yes. Absolutely. It beats my full name." I grinned.

"Okay. So tell us Cammie, how did you meet these three wonderful boys?" She leaned in, eager for me to dish the dirt.

I looked at Zach and he was smirking, remembering that first day. I wondered if I should make something up but he'd told me to keep it honest so that's what I'd do. "Um, actually it's quite embarrassing. So I'm walking outside after it stopped raining and then I hear this car, most definitely speeding I must say, but before I can react to get out of the way or something they splashed water all over me. And I was far away from my house, so I'm just stuck there, soaking wet, not knowing where on Earth to go."

Her eyes widened and she looked at the boys condescendingly. "That is most definitely not the way to impress a lady."

"But I helped her afterwards." Zach butted in.

"Yeah, and told me to go hitch a ride." Grant added hastily.

"Helped her how?" Linda prodded.

"Took her home, let her shower, lent her some clothes. You know. I did everything a good person would do in a situation like that." Zach said. He turned to me."You know, you acted pretty okay about it. Are you sure you're not holding back for future use as a guilt bomb?"

I laughed and leaned against him for a second. "No. Don't worry, I don't do blackmail."

Linda still had her smile on but she looked a bit frustrated by our banter. "Anyway, new subject, how long have you been a fan for the DEATH DIEmundz for?"

I thought back all the years. "Oh gosh, I don't know how many years, I just know that I was obsessed with them since they started. But I had a period where it went away. But now it's back."

"Why'd you stop?"

I felt a wave of guilt but immediately pushed it away. No one knew the real reason for why I'd stopped liking the DEATH DIEmundz, and I was planning to keep that secret. "Let's just say that I was going through a lot of stuff at that time and I didn't feel the need to keep up with every minute by minute thing the band was doing."

Linda looked like she'd expected a better answer. "Was she this evasive when you asked?" She addressed Zach.

"Yep. But what can you do? Cam here is one stubborn girl." He smirked at me.

I rolled my eyes. "Whatever."

"Ah, you two just reminded me of something. How long have the two of you been dating?"

My eyes widened and I saw Zach was shocked too.

"Please, don't even attempt to cover it up." She motioned to the TV screens beside her and two pictures of me and Zach appeared. Both in which we were kissing. It was undeniably us. I covered my eyes and buried my face in his shirt.

"Where did you get those photos?" Zach said. Then he knew his answer and turned angrily to Jonas. "What the hell were you thinking man?"

"I didn't do anything I swear! I kept all the photos I took to myself. Besides I didn't sneak up on you while you two had your tongues down eachother's throats." Jonas countered.

"Jonas is right," Linda defended him. "The photos weren't from him. Paparazzi saw you two at the park twice in one day and managed to get the pictures."

I took a good look at the pictures, wondering how they could've recognized Zach and saw that the lighting in both of them wasn't all that good so he actually did look a bit like he did now.

"Now come on. Spill." she urged. "We all want to know when you two, Zach and Cammie, became Zammie."

I blushed heavily and hoped Zach would answer because I was too embarrassed to say anything. He did. "Well, it's all sort of new. It all just sort of happened. We only started dating a few days ago."

I picked up a glass of water from the table in front of us.

"Have you had sex yet?"

I nearly choked. "No." Then I flushed. My answer had been a bit to fast. "In case you didn't hear him, we've only been dating a few days not weeks."

He wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close.

"Ah, I see. We're in the presence of a gentleman here. Well, Zach, I have to be honest, I never expected you to settle down after Laurel. But frankly, I never expected you to wait at all. I thought you'd just rush in and take advantage of the situation." Linda confessed.

"No, Zach's not like that." I looked up at him and smiled. "He's kind, and funny, and gorgeous, and absolutely perfect." I giggled and he gave me a quick peck. "Wait," My whole tone changed. "Who's Laurel?"

He took a deep breath. "Ex-girlfriend. But Cam," He lowered his voice. "Can we talk about this later?"

I gave him a pointed look that I wouldn't let him forget. "Fine."

The questions went on and thankfully most of them were safe subjects. Grant and Jonas were finally involved but all I could think was, who was Laurel?

As soon as we were out of the building I reminded Zach about Laurel.

He couldn't answer straight away though because paparazzi surrounded us. They snapped our picture and kept asking questions put we pushed past them into the limo that was waiting for us.

"So who is she?" I demanded.

Grant cast him a look. "Oh man, you're in for hell."

"Why? Who is she?" I repeated.

Zach sighed and sat across from me. "Her name was Laurel Hudson, our manager said that it would be good for my public image to go out with her because at the time she'd been popular for one of her movies. So she found out that was the reason we were going out and threw a tantrum in public. Later she broke up with me before I could dump her."

I gaped at him. "You used her for fame?"

"Cammie, I was different back then." He said. He reached for my hand but I leaned away from him.

"How am I supposed to believe that? How am I supposed to believe that our relationship is real?"

"Cammie, what would I use you for? No offense you're not famous."

I felt like I'd been slapped in the face. "Stop the car!" The driver heard me and did as told.

"Cammie, wait-"

"No, Zach, I'm not going to wait. You might as well have just told me that I have nothing special to offer you." I snapped.

"That's not true." He pleaded.

I shoved open the door ignoring his protests. He rolled down the window. "Cammie, get back in. At least wait until we get you home."

I took off the jewelry I wore and flung it at him. "I don't need this. Go find some other girl to woo with all your charm and glamour. I don't want it." I headed home once I figured out which direction to go. "I'm walking home and don't you dare follow me."

I didn't realize that the next morning we'd be in the newspapers with the headline 'Trouble In Paradise?'.

Well, I never intended for things do go in this direction but I guess it did. I promise to get them back together, I swear. Don't hate me =)

~Ivoryyy

Song: Starstruck by Christopher Wilde (Sterling Knight)

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