Fifth chapter is up! Enjoy, guys!

What time is it?
I look over at my clock- 12:34 A.M.
I still can't fall asleep.
I get up and walk to the window, opening the shades. Zach's shades are open, and I can see his legs under his blanket.
I open my window, walking onto the balcony. There's such a light breeze that I barely notice it.
I need to see Zach, have him hold me.
I want him to put me to sleep since I can't fall asleep on my own.
I quickly make up my mind- I'm going to jump over the railing to his balcony.
It's crazy, I know, but how else am I supposed to do it without waking everybody else up?
I lift myself up, holding onto the railing.
Stand up and jump! You can do it! Let go! I tell myself in my head.
1…2…3…
…I jump.
I land on Zach's balcony, my feet planted firmly on the ground.
I did it!
I walk over to his window, pulling at it to see if it's open. To my luck, it is.
I pull it open, just enough to walk through. I close it behind me and then walk over to Zach, who's now rolling around in his sleep. Suddenly, he sits up, eyes wide open. He looks towards the window- at me- and then relaxes.
"Everything ok, Cam?" he asks me softly.
"I can't fall asleep, and I was just wondering if I could, you know…" I trail off, looking away from him.
"Yeah, sure. Come 'ere." He lifts part of the blanket up, motioning to me to join him. I snuggle in beside him, and he wraps his arms around me. I sigh contently.
"Thanks." I whisper.
"Anytime." He whispers back.
"Just tell me when you want me out and I'll go, ok?"
"Never in a million years." He mumbles. "I like you here. Anything to get you in my bed, babe. Anything." I laugh quietly. "What? You think I'm kidding?"
"Not necessarily. Obviously you want me in your bed- you actually want me like that."
"'That' isn't the only reason." He says tiredly. I can tell he wants to sleep, and that he isn't thinking straight, but I'm not letting him off.
"Then what's the other one?"
"I really like you. This feels right. I want this, us. Can't you see that?" His searing kiss on my neck confirms his words.
"You really mean that?"
"What makes you think I'd lie?
"I-" I'm not sure. "I don't know." I finally reply.
"Then I don't see why you don't believe me."
"You're still ¾ of the way asleep. Do you expect me to believe anything you say in this state?" I ask him.
"I guess that makes sense."
"Mmhmm."
"Goodnight, Cammie." He whispers in my neck, holding me closer to him.
"Goodnight, Zach." I snuggle into him.

"Cam! Get up!" I hear Zach's voice near my ear, feeling his hands on my side, lightly shaking me.
"I'm up." I mumble.
"Sleep well?" he asks.
"Yes, actually. Thanks." I reply.
"Anytime. You need to get up- it's 6:45, just so you know. I think we should both be in our own beds if our parents decide to wake us up."
"Right." We sit silently for about a minute before I get up and walk to the window.
"Thanks, again." I tell him, walking out.
"Wait, Cam. Did you jump?" he asks.
"Yeah, I did."
"I thought you said that it was dangerous."
"And that didn't change."
"Then why'd you do it?"
"'Cause I couldn't fall asleep, and I kinda just made myself jump."
"Ok. Congrats." I laugh lightly.
"Thanks. See you later?"
"Sure thing!" I smile back at him, then jump to my balcony and walk into my room, finally snuggling into my blanket, already missing Zach's warm body next to mine.

It's 9:00 A.M and I'm just laying in bed, bored. I ate breakfast a little while ago, just some cereal, and talked to my parents for a couple of minutes.
As a fun morning activity, I'm going to dance to my music- and maybe, just maybe, let Zach watch.
We'll see, depending on my mood, even if I'm always up for a little tease.
Jumping off my bed and skipping to my computer, I open it and play a good song to start the morning- More Than A Feeling by Boston. I sway to the music, getting a bit more into it.
Next, I play I Miss The Misery.
I love that song! Especially dancing to it.
So why not play it again?
This time, I open my shades, the sunlight pouring into my room. I bask in it for a few seconds before spinning around and bringing myself to a head-bang.
"Oh oh oh oh, oh, oh oh oh..."
"I've been a mess since you stayed, I've been a wreck since you changed..." I sing along, moving my hips in time to the beat, spinning, stopping and turning and jumping and just dancing. I move my arms and hands in different motions, lifting the correct leg to match my moving arm, then spinning on my foot and falling to the ground, shimmying back up. A short freeze, for only a second, then do a couple more head-bangs.
I dance until the end of the song, doing all different types of crazy moves.
"Cammie! Calm down a little bit! It sounds like the house is about to come apart!" My mom screams up. I laugh.
"Sorry!" I yell back. I fall backwards on my bed, spreading out my arms and legs, letting a heavy breath push out of my mouth. I hear clapping, and I look where it's coming from- my window.
Zach is standing on my balcony, half-inside and half-outside.
How and when did he get in without me noticing?
"Excellent job, Cam. Mind doing another one for me?" he teases.
"Eh, maybe. If you pick a song, I'll see what comes to mind. Anything from my iTunes list. Except for the slower songs. I'm in more of a jumpy mood." I answer.
"Yeah, I can see that." he walks over to my computer, scrolling through my list of songs. "You got a dance for Addicted?"
"Yup. But that one's kinda slow."
"Not very."
"But still."
"You just don't wanna dance to it 'cause I'm here, right?"
"That's only part of it."
"Sure." he drags out.
"Seriously. I've got other reasons."
"Whatever. You're dancing to it anyway."
"But I don't feel like it!"
"So that's your amazing reason?" I glare at him. "You're dancing to it, and that's final. Now get up- I wanna lay down." he pushes me off my bed.
"That wasn't nice." I mutter.
"I know. Now go. Just click play." I stalk over to my Mac grudgingly and press play.
"I'm so addicted to all the things you do when you're rolling round with me in between the sheets..." I start off slowly, swaying to the words before the music comes in. I make up my moves as the song progresses. I connect a few parts to the words, spinning, moving my hips from side to side, all the while trying to keep eye-contact with Zach. At one point he licked his lips, and I had to look away, as hot as it was. I blushed, but continued.
Nearing the end of the song, I spin faster, and then fall in a bow as it stops. I'm breathing heavily- nothing better than a dance work-out!
I jump slightly as I hear clapping.
Crap! I forgot Zach was here!
I look up, at him, keeping my gaze trained on his face and not where he had a slight bulge in his pants...
"Great job, Cammie! Now can you pause that thing? I don't like this one of theirs." His words hit me in the head, thankfully pulling me out of any other dirty thoughts.
"Sure thing." I say as I walk to my computer and pause the song. "Did you really like it?" I ask, turning to face him.
Yes, Miss Obvious! He's got an obvious hard-on standing in your face!
"Yeah, I loved it. You did great." he smiles warmly at me and I feel as if I'm melting. I smile back.
Zach stands up and wraps me in his arms, holding me close.
"Cammie?" he whispers.
"Yeah?" I whisper back.
"I-" he hesitates, taking in a breath.
"Is everything okay?" I ask worriedly, pulling away just a bit from the hug to look ihm in the eyes.
"Yeah, yeah. It's just that I... well," he looks away and then back at me. "I really... I really like you."

HAHA! Left ya'll on a cliff-hangar of sorts! ;-P
Sorry, that was mean.
Let me try again...
Hey, guys! I know I left ya'll on a[n] (very) annoying cliff-hangar, and I'm really sorry. It's just that I felt that I had to. Know what I mean?
But I hope you all enjoyed it! :-D