Zach's POV

"Holy fudge!" I heard Grant's voice yell.

Jonas and I exchanged a frustrated glance. Now what? We got up from the couch in the living room and walked into his study.

"Did you know your girlfriend's on a tour?" Grant asked.

I choked on the Coke that I was drinking. "What?"

He motioned me over and brought the screen to the home page of whatever site he was looking at. There was a clear, big picture of Cammie and Seth and then dates to their concert tour. There were some interviews with them also. My eyes widened as I took the whole thing in. I hadn't expected this.

"So she can't go on a tour with us but can with some random guy." Jonas noted.

I scrolled down the page. "And she can sing with him…" One date caught my eye. The last stop for their tour was New York, just like ours was. We would have concerts on the same day just ours would end once hers started.

Looks like we had a date.

Cammie's POV

I shrieked to get out all the pent up energy inside me. The crowd was cheering outside the changing room. Seth came in and I bounced up and down. I let out a happy laugh and hurled myself into his arms.

"I told you it would be worth it." He said.

I rolled my eyes. "Okay, yeah, you were right."

"Of course I was." He answered. "So we ready for the autograph signing?"

I walked over to a table and picked up my black leather jacket. I gave him a mock serious look. "Let's do this."

As soon as we were outside the fans went wild. My grin grew even bigger.

Some people just wanted signatures, some just wanted to touch my hand, some wanted a picture with me. A few girls wanted pictures with both Seth and me. Someone wanted me to write in permanent marker on their forehead.

I took someone's pen and noticed it was my favourite shade of purple. They held out a paper which I flipped over to see a picture of Zach and me. I looked up to see his eyes.

My breath caught in my throat and I froze. All the smiles were gone from my face, all I saw was him.

I remembered the last day I'd seen him. I'd yelled at him and blamed him for something he wasn't responsible for.

I opened my mouth to speak but all that came out was a breathless "Zach".

Arms went around my waist and I heard Seth's voice in my ear. "Hey, what's the hold up?"

I glanced at him. "Sorry, can I catch up with you in a few?"

He gave me a concerned look but still gave me my space. "Okay."

When I looked back to Zach he was gone.

I paced the hotel room, running my hands through my hair anxiously.

"Cammie, please, just tell me what's going on." Seth said.

I shook my hands out, still pacing. Then he grabbed them and made me face him. "Cammie." He said expectantly.

"I think I'm going crazy." I said.

He cracked a smile. "You're kidding right?"

I leaned forward to put my head against his chest. "I don't know. I thought I saw someone before but then when I looked again, they weren't."

"Cam, there were so many people that I really doubt you would've been able to see someone twice." He said, his arms going around me.

I really wanted to believe that was true. "Yeah I guess so." I lied. I pulled away from him. "Look, I'm exhausted I'm gonna take a shower okay?"

"That's probably a good idea." He said.

My shower wasn't as soothing as I'd hoped. I couldn't stop my mind from reeling and then there was the fact that the hot water kind of went away. I let out a shriek and hopped out of the bath, grabbing a towel.

A knock at the door. "Cammie? What's going on?"

I opened the door. "The water's cold."

Seth walked in. "Right. The receptionist said there might be a problem with that." The water was still going as he leaned in, getting himself wet. I noticed he was still wearing his concert clothes.

"Wait!" I shouted. "You're going to ruin your shirt."

He smirked back at me. "Believe me, there are plenty more where this came from." He leaned back to inspect the showerhead.

"Just take the darn thing off." I said.

He sighed and pulled it off. "Happy?"

I took the shirt. "Yes."

He took the showerhead, the water still going, and banged it against the wall.

"What are you doing?" I yelled.

He stuck his hand under the water. "Touch it."

I reached out. The water was hot again. I frowned at him.

"Just say thank you." He said.

There was a knock at the door and he went to get it. "You change." He said.

I quickly put on some clean, comfortable clothes and headed for the door, still holding his shirt.

I skidded to a halt when I saw Zach. "What are you doing here?"

He took in our wet states (Seth's more shirtless one) and the shirt in my hands that I held half-outstretched to Seth. "Walking in on something apparently."

I glanced at Seth and he looked back at me. "Seth, could you give me a moment please?" I asked.

He nodded skeptically. "Sure. I'll be in the bedroom." I cringed. Of all the things he could say that's what it had to be.

I looked back at Zach. "Do you want to come in?"

He leaned against the door. "I'm already in."

I shifted awkwardly on my feet. "Right…" Silence followed. "I've missed you." I said.

He lifted an eyebrow. "Have you really? Seems like you've had quite a lot of company."

"It's not like that with Seth. He's just a friend." I said, crossing my arms.

"Yeah? Doesn't seem like it." His eyes slid over to Seth's shirt again.

"Look, you can leave if you don't have anything to say to me." I advised.

"I had plenty to say to you." He said. "Until him. How could you get yourself involved with him?"

"He's good for me, Zach. He helps me with my music, with everything." I said. "I'm not just a restaurant singer anymore. People know my name-"

"But for some reason he had to be the one to provide you with that." He said.

I scowled. "I don't understand."

"I couldn't be the one to help you get to this point. All you had to do Cammie was get on that bus with me and I would've gotten you here. But no, you had to be ridiculous and stupid and had to stay behind because something was holding you back, when really there was nothing. Don't you understand, Cammie, you didn't have anything to lose. I could've given you this." He said.

I gave a humourless laugh. "We're back to this again, are we? Zach, I couldn't get on that bus, I don't expect you to understand that, but I just couldn't. I needed time."

"What the hell did you need time for?" He burst out. "You don't need time to get on a bus!"

"My mom had just died, Zach!" I yelled. "What don't you understand about that? Oh but wait, tortured artists don't care about family or friends, all they need it fame and money. Who knows, maybe along the way they'll pick up another celebrity then dump her once they get the publicity they need."

He looked annoyed. "Do not bring up Laurel. She has nothing to do with this. Besides, now you're one of those tortured artists too."

"I don't need you, Zach." I said. "I don't need anything from you, so whatever you wanted you're not getting it. Just leave."

"I wanted to give you this." He held out the picture of us. "And I wanted to apologize for what happened, but seeing as you've got someone else, nevermind that."

"Would you stop it!" I shouted. "I already told you Seth and I are not dating!"

"You don't feel anything towards him?" He asked.

"No."

"Nothing at all?"

"Nothing at all."

"Not even anything like this." His lips came crashing down on mine, knocking me back into a table. A glass fell off and shattered against the floor.

I pushed him away. "Leave."

He let me go. "Fine. If that's what you want." He opened the door. "Say hi to Seth to me."

I gaped at the door as it shut. Thankfully Seth didn't come back in.

I gave out a slight laugh. What had just happened?

I looked at the door again and felt something inside me snap.

I grabbed my jacket and ran. "Zach!" I yelled, hoping he'd still be there.

Downstairs I repeated his name, then outside.

A block away I saw people gathered in a crowd. I sped up then started running. When I got to the scene I slapped my hands over my mouth. "Oh my God! No!"

Police lights flashed in the distance as I pushed my way through the people. "Zach!" I yelled. He couldn't hear me.

The car was a few metres away with a broken windshield, a broken Zach lying on the road in front of me, blood trickling from his cuts.

I touched his face. "Zach." Tears began to stream down my face. "Oh God. Zach!"

A hand touched me. "Ma'am." The voice repeated talking to me then took me by force.

I fought against the paramedics hands as they hauled him away. Then Seth was by my side and I sobbed into his neck. "Will he be alive?" He asked.

I listened for the answer. "He might be. People usually don't survive getting hit by a car. He was lucky to still be breathing."

Lucky.

I clutched Seth tighter. Zach was anything but lucky.

He was lying in a gurney being driven to the nearest hospital.

He hadn't seen the car that had hit him.

All of it was because of me.

This was all my fault. Again.

School started, so I won't be reviewing as often as before. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Hopefully not the ending, otherwise you're just a sadist... Lol jk.

No Zach's not dead for those of you who are wondering.

Just a little heads up. I don't think a lot of you will be pleased by the ending of this story. It's coming to a close soon and I won't be writing a sequel.

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