CHAPTER 10

Zach POV

I woke up to an empty bed. Even though I knew that Cammie was a big girl and that she could probably kill a man in 50+ ways, I felt a slight panic when I heard her screaming in Macey's room. I burst into their room, holding an umbrella I picked up on the way in front of myself. If something had scared Cammie… I don't know what will happen. Bex looked up from a magazine as I crashed into the room. She looked amused and raised an eyebrow at me. But before I could say a word…

"AHHH! No way Macey, not those hair clips they hurt like OW!" Cammie's voice leaded into a shriek as I visualised Macey holding razor-sharp hair clips and poking them into Cammie's hair. I couldn't help it. I shuddered.

"No way am I going to where that Macey… I can't run in those!" I heard Cammie protest weakly as Macey just laughed. Slightly evilly if I might add.

"Is she… okay?" I asked uncertainly, even though I had been faced with everything from a crazy assassin to a rogue double agent, I had never been faced with Macey and a hair-dryer. And I didn't want to.

"She's going to be fine Zach," Bex rolled her eyes and looked down at her magazine.

"Now get out before she comes out or I will kick you out this door."

…

I was sitting at the table drinking some coffee with the guys when Cammie and the girls walked into the room. I literally choked on my coffee. I gaped at Cammie, her strawberry blonde hair was slightly wavy as some parts were artfully clipped back, she looked a little uncomfortable in her white sundress, which totally flattered her build. It was short, short enough to see her long tanned legs up to mid-thigh. I tore my eyes away from a blushing Cammie and watched Grant, Nick and Jonas stare equally awed by their girls. Macey was starting to look impatient.

"Guys," she snapped, breaking us out of our trance, "I know you want to look at us, but shouldn't we be leaving?" A single ray of light shone from the window behind Cammie and illuminated her face, and in that moment I really thought that maybe she was an angel after all.

"Move," Cammie snapped, no longer blushing, "get your ass moving Zachary! I want to go to every tourist attraction in Venice! So MOVE!" See this was the kind of stuff which made me forget about Cammie being an angel.

…

We went from one site to another, from the Grand Canals to the Rialto, laughing and joking off under the glaring rays of the sun. I watched as Cammie's face brightened every time we got to an attraction, the way her eyes widened slightly and her mouth turned up slightly. I watched as she picked up a brochure for each thing, reading it and looking at each attraction in awe. We finally decided to split up; me with Cammie, Grant with Bex, Nick with Macey and Jonas with Liz. Cammie dragged me back to the Grand Canals, and we sat in a grassy area overlooking the Canals. Cammie looked so relaxed, so at peace that I wondered if this is what she looked like normally, when not in a mission.

"I remember driving past here last time," Cammie said, absent-mindedly, smiling at the Canal.

"Me and Jonathan had just checked into the hotel and we were going into town for dinner and just as we were driving past here, he made a very dry joke about my hair and I threatened to throw him into the water. He never said a thing about my hair again." I watched as Cammie looked slightly surprised at herself for actually saying this out loud, but I just smiled at her and wrapped my arms around her. She smiled up at me and leant her head against my chest.

"Well, Gallagher Girl," I cocked an eyebrow at her, "I hope you remember this." She looked confused.

"Remember what?" she asked looking up into my eyes.

"This." And with that I pressed my mouth gently against her. It was a short but sweet kiss and we were both blushing slightly by the end of it but Cammie just winked and said,

"how could I ever forget that?" I smirked.

"Don't worry Cammie, I will remember this moment always," and I did mean it. She leant up and pressed her lips lightly against mine and I felt her mouth curl into a smile. She leaned back with a giggle. I raised an eyebrow. Just as she opened her mouth at a comeback at my eyebrow her phone pinged. She looked down at her phone and sighed.

"Macey says we need to meet her at the restaurant we passed earlier or we're dead," Cammie said seriously, both of us knowing that we definitely could be killed by Macey. Very easily. And with a make-up kit. I held her hand gently as we walked towards the restaurant.

…

We had dinner at a very fancy restaurant, talking about what we had done in the past hour or so. I looked over a Cammie who looked so happy and relaxed, and then I realised that she had taken down her walls temporarily. I smiled at her across the table and she smiled back. We walked out of the restaurant, almost forgetting our mission tomorrow, only thinking about the amazing day we had.

"So what do you guys want to do?" Liz asked looking around. I had an idea.

"I know a place around here, it's this beautiful park and it's not really crowded, let's go there!" I said thinking back to the time when I had stood, breath taken by the park during my last Venice trip. Everyone nodded and headed towards the van. I drove down roads that were vaguely familiar, and I could tell Cammie was vaguely familiar of the area too. She looked lost in thought as I pulled into a parking place near the park.

"We're here!" I announced, looking back at everyone in the van. Cammie smiled.

"So, Zach, let's take a look at this beautiful park of yours," she laughed slightly teasing as she slid open the van door. I watched as she looked out and stopped. Her face whitened and I heard her gasp sharply. Everyone in the van looked at Cammie, puzzled at her reaction. Suddenly Cammie fell to the ground, as if her feet had given way. I rushed to pick her up and she looked up at me with her pale blue eyes.

"I've been here before."