The Switch: An Allstar Weekend Fanfic

Chapter Seventeen

A/N As stupid as it seems, I've only JUST now realized that I screwed up the dates somewhere in my story and I don't know where. So we are all on the same page, it is currently late March and Zach and Abby have been together for a total of 9 months. I wanted the year mark to be extremely important, which now has to be June instead of July thanks to my stupidity. I'm really sorry if anyone was confused or thrown off. Bright side, I went on a road trip and had nothing to do except listen to a marathon of One Direction CD's (until my portable CD player broke >:/ ) and write this chapter! Hope you like it, because I do! P.S. Media: Jeremy is in the middle and Shane is on the right. The guy on the left can just be someone from the beach. But boy-o-boy they are nice ;)

             The rest of the week was uneventful for the boys. Both Cameron and Zach were trying not to think of Abby. For Zach it was like a pressure was building up inside him. He was inflated with the need to tell her everything and apologize and beg for forgiveness. The moment she’d driven away with Amber he admitted that he should have told her the second he’d waken up in Cameron’s body. Guilt ate away at him, and coupled with a fierce pain of missing her while she was gone made for extremely bad company.

                Cameron missed her in a different way. Zach hadn’t yet told him about his plan to tell the truth, so he had nothing to feel nervous about. Instead he felt strangely disappointed. Cameron had been holding onto the idea that he would get to relax while she was gone; that he could finally take a break from being “Zach” for once. After the first night – after hearing the song she’d recommended – he didn’t want to take a break. The week dragged on too slowly and Cameron soon realized that his feelings for her had grown past being just a crush. He liked spending time with her. He liked staying up late at night talking about the most random things until she fell asleep wrapped in his arms. He liked her.

                They both avoided each other as much as possible. She had come to stand directly between them somehow and now that she was absent from the house it made the tension that much more palpable. Michael and Vic agreed that they would do everything they could to lighten the mood, but so far nothing had worked. It seemed hilarious to Kate and David – the only two who were oblivious – that one girl could affect an entire household so deeply. They made jokes and teased Cameron endlessly that “his girlfriend” was the only thing that made him act alive.

                There was a bit more excitement where Abby and Amber were concerned. As it happened, Shane and Jeremy were sharing the hotel room two doors away from theirs. On Sunday night when a drunk twenty-something year old grabbed Amber’s butt, it took three guys each for Shane and Jeremy not to throw a punch. That was when they became informal brothers to the girls. The rest of the week was spent in their company, which – in Abby and Amber’s minds – topped off spring break.

                It was Saturday, the last night they would be in the hotel, when Shane approached Abby on the balcony outside of his room. Amber and Jeremy had gone to the souvenir shop for last minute gifts.

                “Hey Lonely, why so glum?” Shane asked as he slid the glass door shut.

                Abby looked up from the beach view and smiled at him. “I’m not glum, thank you very much. I’m actually thinking about my boyfriend back home.”

                “Zach, right?”

                She nodded. “I’ve never missed someone so badly before.”

                Shane patted her back gently. “You’ll see the lucky bastard tomorrow, don’t be sad,” he said with a joking smile. Abby pushed him playfully at his vulgarity.