You were dating a Cameron, not the one you wanted though, not Rafe but his brother Zach.

He wasn’t what you wanted, he was immature and shallow but slowly while being with him and in proximity of Rafe Cameron you realised how much you actually wanted the other brother, but you were stuck with Zach now.. or at least you thought.

If you fought with him it’s not bad to be comforted by his brother, right?

You were now staying at the Cameron’s but since you fought with Zach instead of sleeping with him you were sleeping in the guest room.

Zach sat on the edge of the guest bed, fiddling with his phone like he wasn’t really paying attention. “Can we not do this again?” he sighed, barely looking at you. “It’s not even that serious.”

You crossed your arms, leaning against the headboard. “Not serious? You know exactly why I’m upset, Zach. And the way you keep brushing it off makes it worse.”

He shrugged, smirking like he thought the whole thing was beneath him. “You’re overthinking. You always do this.”

Your brows furrowed. “I’m trying to talk to you, and all you do is make jokes or act like I’m crazy.”

Zach let out a short laugh, shaking his head. “Because you’re blowing it up. It’s not that deep.” He glanced at you finally, then muttered carelessly, “…and stop being a bitch.”

The words hung in the air like a slap. Whatever smile you had vanished instantly, your expression hardening as your eyes fixed on him. Zach noticed right away, his posture stiffened, phone sliding from his hand as he sat up straighter, nervous.

He knew he’d gone too far.

The silence was thick, only broken by the distant rumble of an engine outside. Through the window, headlights swept across the driveway. Rafe’s Jeep rolled down the path, taillights glowing in the dark.