Please read the AN at the end

Knight in Shining Armour

No spies, completely unrelated to the books just using the characters.

Consider this and every other one-shot officially disclaimed. All right to Ally Carter.

Cammie POV

Colour lasers filling the black room as bodies were pressed against each other, after showing the bouncer my ID I followed Bex and Macey in to the club regretting it the minute the music blew my ear drums to pieces. You see I'm not that found of going clubbing, sure I like having a few quiet drinks with my friends but when I have to be poured into a skin tight dress that just about covers my ass that is where I draw the line.

However yet again I lost the argument and now I am standing here in a black skin tight dress, that yes look good on me since I am athletic I do have a good figure, with heels on that I would much rather be converse and my hair has been burned to a crisp with Macey's curling wand. I do look good, I mean Macey doesn't go overboard with makeup and if it was any other circumstance I would be highly grateful of the wonders she accomplished.

But I am standing at a bar in a club watching boys fawn over my two best friends as they grind on the dance floor.

So here I am with vodka and coke in my hand as I sit by the bar bored out my mind and wanting nothing more than to be sat at home watching telly than here. There was a middle aged man on the other side of the bar, he was slightly chunky and had dark hair with streaks of grey coming through. He was smartly dressed in a pair of black trousers and a white shirt holding a fancy cocktail in his hand. He was sitting smiling at me trying to catch my eye; I simply nodded at him showing I had noticed his existence.

Apparently he took it the wrong as he stared standing up and walking around the bar towards me. "Hey babe, are you on your own?" He voice was slightly slurred and his breath smelt of alcohol on his breath as his face was a mere few inches from my own. I had to restrain a gag as the smell fell through my nostrils.

I stepped away making my back pressed against the bar, "No I am here with some friends." I said trying to tilt my face away from his as he tried to press his lips on my own. My skin crawled as he touched my bare arm running his rough hand down my arm from my shoulder to my wrist.

He smirked like the devil, "Well I am sure they won't mind you coming outside for a bit with me, Im sure we'll have a blast." Then his eyes turned dark and controlling as I tried to squirm out of his iron grip, but it was useless. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me outside the door and I tried to catch people's attention as I walked out but they were all too drunk to notice.

His grip was getting tighter and I stumbled in my heels over the uneven pavement as I was dragged by the beast, he then slammed my back against the cold rough bricks. A whimper fell from my lips as he stepped back and looked me up and down. He was analysing me like a piece of meat. His eyes travelled from my feet all the way up the crown of my hair, then he stepped closer again his smirk evil and his dark copper eyes filled with venom as he tried to place his lips on my bare neck and along my collar bone.

I tried to move away from him, I was thumping his sides to try and get him off me but he was stronger than me and on top of that I was nearly paralysed with fear making any sort of defence methods pointless. His lips were getting closer and closer to my lips and every time he got closer I moved my head more to the side to try and stop him reaching them. I was trying to move my legs so I could knee him in the crouch but he had lifted me from the ground and holding my legs in place but his hips so I was straddling him. I felt sick to my stomach as his fingers grazed my thigh and got closer and closer to my pants.

He moved him lips to my neck again and I started screaming pushing myself off him in the process, "Get off me!" I was screaming but no one was coming my voice was getting drowned out by the club music around us and I thought I was going to die there.

Then just as I was about to scream again his weight was ripped off me and I fell to a heap on the ground beneath me. I looked up and saw a tall muscular figure in black jeans and a dark hoodie leaning over the man as he punched and kicked his sides. Small cried of pain escaped the man's mouth but he eventually stopped as my hero stepped away from him.

I was still in ball with my knees to my chest when the figure turned around and leaned down to my level. His face was kind and warm, yet it was still strong and defined. His jaw line was sharp and his tanned skin put mine to shame, his features were faultless as his pink lips formed half a smile and his deep green eyes with flecks of brown met my own blue ones.

I felt my cheeks tinge the colour of candyfloss as his eyes looked over my body, but he wasn't looked at it like the man before he was looking at it with care. He held out his hand to help me up. When I stood up I felt hot pain across my back and I cringed making the mysterious boy become alarmed.

"Are you okay?" He asked panic in his voice as he searched my eyes for an answer, I shook my head and tried rubbed my back. He looked at my back and I saw his eyes widen as he did.

"What?"

"You have a few cuts on your back and a lot of bruises; I'll take you to the hospital." He explained as he took my hand and began walking me out of the dark alley but I protested. I didn't need to go to the hospital.

"I don't need to go, I'll be fine a bit of ice and it will be like it never happened." I explained smiling at him too try and show I was okay, but I was never that good of a liar anyway so he saw right through it.

"No you're not, my car is just down here it will only take about ten minutes I promise you I won't leave your side you'll be fine." It may seem weird since I didn't even know his name and I had only known him for a few minutes but when he said that my body softened and I followed him down the alley suddenly feeling safe as he held me close to him my hand still in his.

He then removed his hand from mine and peeled off his hoodie and handed it to me, then without a word just a smile of gratitude I put it on. It was clearly going to be big for me, I mean he was taller and muscular and it was fairly baggy on him so it was massive on me. I saw him smirk out of the corner of my eye as he looked at me, "What do I not look good in this hoody slash dress?" I asked jokingly and the boy just cracked a grin and then me were at a car- his car to be exact.

He unlocked it then opened the door and helped me in to make sure my back wasn't too painful then he walked around to his side. After a few moments of silent driving he broke the silence, "Are you going to tell me why you were in that alley with that man by the way?" His voice was soft and caring and he didn't take his off the road.

I was picking at the end of the sleeve of the hoody and I looked up at the dark night and the line of streetlights, "I was just in the club with my friends and then he came up to me and started trying to chat me up. I told him I didn't want to talk to him but he started dragging me out of the building and then he just started trying to kiss me and then you know the rest." He nodded slightly and added more of an afterthought, it was barely even a whisper, "and I probably could have put up more of a fight. I should have told him no more clearly." I then felt his hand on mine and I turned to face him and a warm smile was spread across his face.

"Creeps like him don't take no for an answer, you were shouting for him to get off you. How more obvious could you have made it?" Then with a squeeze on my hand both of his were back on the steering wheel. "If you don't mind me asking what's your name?"

"Cameron Morgan, but just call me Cammie. What's yours?"

"Zachary Goode, but you can just call me Zach." I smiled at him as he turned into the hospital car park. He then parked the car and as I was about to get out he held his hand on my shoulder and smirked at me as I smiled at him and then we ran around the other side and opened the door for me and helped me you of the car by allowing me to place my hand in his.

We both walked in the hospital my hand still in his and I couldn't help but feel safe and warmed by his touch. I carefully tilted my head up towards him and saw him looking down at me with worry yet care in his eyes as he looked at me. When we reached the front desk the women looked at me up and down and her smile turned to a snobby glare, "I have had enough of drunken idiots for tonight, sit over there and you will be seen to as soon as possible," fanning her freshly manicured hand in the direction of the chairs; her eyes looking me up and down turning her nose up at my short dress and Zach's hoodie and my mussed hair.

Zach then leaned on the desk and smiled at her his eyes twinkling, the young receptionists took in Zach's smouldering look and his bulging biceps in his tight white v neck showing off his tanned smooth muscular chest. I must admit it; he had a very impressive body. "Baby, we aren't drunk and my friend here has really hurt her back. Can you perhaps put her in front of the drunken idiots?" The girl looked flustered and she smiled at Zach, "May I just say you have the prettiest eyes I have ever seen." Zach said and then she giggled at him and typed a few things in the computer.

"Dr Patrick will be with you in a few minutes." Then Zach thanked her and we went to go and sit down in the chairs.

We were sitting in silence and I couldn't wipe the smirk off my face, "So is that how you usually get what you want? By flirting and telling girls they are pretty?" I asked and Zach just smirked and shrugged.

"What can I say? My goode football captain charm still has its uses." I laughed at him and he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and letting me lean my head on his shoulder as we waited for the doctor.

And I'll be the first to say it. I was very disappointed when the he ruined the moment.

After the hospital we found out that my back was fine but just slightly bruised and it would be a bit stiff for a few days, he gave me some strong pain killers and told me to take it three times a day. So now Zach was driving me away from the hospital and towards my house after I gave him my address.

Once we pulled up to the silent and dark street where my single apartment. Once Zach killed the engine the car fell into silence. "Thanks again for saving me and taking me to the hospital. You really didn't need to do all of that for me." I smiled up at Zach and I saw he was already looking at me.

"It was no bother, are you sure you're okay to be alone tonight? I don't mind sleeping on your sofa if you're still a bit shook up." I smiled at Zach's kindness, because it was genuine and he seemed to really care for me even though we had only known each other for one night.

"Thanks but I'll be fine." Then just as I was about to say goodbye Zach placed his hand on my neck and pressed his lips into mine.

At first I was shocked and didn't kiss him back but his lips moved against mine with so much passion and rhythm I couldn't help but kiss him back. My body then shuffled to face his and I placed both of my hands on his shoulders and then to his neck pulling him closer to me. His hands fell to my hips pulling me towards him and smirking into my lips. His grip was getting tighter and I couldn't help but feel my skin electrify at his tough, even though it was though my clothes. My brain was getting fuzzy as his overpowering soap smell went to my head and I began becoming oblivious to everything but the lips pressed to mine.

Eventually I pulled away, "I need to go Zach." I said and my voice showed that I really didn't want to but it was getting late.

Zach then sighed in frustration but then he grabbed a pen from the glove compartment and held out his hand for me to give me his and he scribbled down his number on my hand. "Call me in the morning?" I nodded at him and then I began taking off his hoodie and ignored his protests and placed in in his back seat of his car and then left the car. As I walked up to my door and just as I unlocked the door I turned around and smiled at Zach before he drove off.

Once I was inside I pressed my back against the door and slowly felt my heart rate go back to normal as I placed my finger tips on my lips and felt the tingling feeling still vibrate across my lips. The sweet musky smell from his hoodie clung to my dress and filled the aroma around me and I couldn't help but smile.

Two weeks later.

It turned out I didn't call Zach back. Not because I didn't want to but because he gave me a fake number. Yeah that's right, the boy who was my knight in shining armour and swept me off my feet and left me feeling breathless gave me the wrong god damn number.

So yeah to say I was pretty pissed off with that smirking-hunky-tanned-green eyed boy would be an understatement. But screw him

Therefore I quickly gone on with my normal routine after that, and that included me going to university most days of the week and working in the local Starbucks on my fee days on most evenings. Tonight just happened to be one of them nights.

The café was slowly becoming more quiet as the night came closer and I was the only one working and the only other people in were a group of teenagers quietly chatting in the corner and a couple and a student with a MacBook and her third cup of coffee. I was standing with my chin in the palm of my hand my loose blonde ponytail hung over my shoulder as I watched the second hand on the clock on the wall tick.

The sound of the bell drew me out of my trance and I looked up to see the back of a head, with very familiar tousled dark hair. The boy turned around and I was met by the same green orbs than two weeks ago, his face fell and his eyes filled with fury. Why is he mad? He thought about leaving as he placed his hand back on the door handle but neglected that thought and walked up to me the cold breeze filling the air around me as the door slammed.

I decided to play the ignorant card, so I pretended I didn't know him. "What can I get you?" I asked my eyes locked with his as I poured hatred into his my heart was still going into overdrove as the familiar scent hit me like a ton of bricks. He was wearing the same hoodie he wore that night.

"Caramel cream." His voice was laced with venom as he spat the two words to me. I raised an eye brow at him, "Grande." I nodded and began filling in the information in the till. As I was just about to ask for the amount he slammed the exact amount of the counter. I smiled a sickly smile at him nodding in the process.

I then made his drink as he stood at the end of the counter awaiting its arrival. "Thanks." I said as I placed it down and he then took it and sat at bench nearest me and pulled out a MacBook and began typing something up.

Soon the café became empty and there was only us two left, but still we never spoke. I was just refilling the fridge when I heard his voice; I stood up and turned to face him, "Why didn't you phone me?" His voice was hurt and his eyes met with mine showing me he was genuine.

"I did, but I got through to a random fourteen year old boy who hasn't stopped phoning me since." His expression was unreadable as he moved from his seat to standing right in front of me, with on the counter between us. "Why did you give a fake number?" I asked my eyes not meeting his as I stared at the counter top.

"I didn't. Pass me your phone." I obliged and got my phone from my apron pocket and he scrolled though to his name in my contacts, a smirk then spread across his lips "That is a meant to be a five not a six." I forced a laugh as I felt the head rush to my cheeks from embarrassment.

"Oh." That was all I good say, wow Cammie real smooth.

Then I felt his finger tip on my chin as he tilted my head up and making me meet his eyes, "You're cute when you blush." His voice was showing I was forgiven and the smile on his face showed it too as he slowly cupped my face and moved around the counter so he was behind it.

Then slowly he began to lean it and his lips were soon on mine again. He moved both of his hands on my waist and I moved my hands to his neck and I pulled him closer and kissed him back, he lightly lifted me so I was seating on the counter allowing him to stand between my legs. He moved his hands from my waist to just above my ass and I let my fingers search his hair.

Slowly he pulled back and smiled at me, "How about we go out some time?"

Hope you liked it I am so sorry for not being on for so long but a lot have things have happened in my life, a lot of sad things. I am not going to bore you with the details but I just couldn't bring myself to write anything because everything I did write was pointless or the most depressing thing in the world.

If anyone is awaiting the update for my story Love Is Blind I am really sorry but I am not going to finish it, I have no ideas and every time I try to write something it is rubbish. Sorry for letting you down, I don't like finishing it before it is complete.

I know this One-Shot was just pointless drabble and kind of crap but I was thinking of just posting Zammie One Shots from now on, I will probably just do them in the same story but a one-shot per chapter. I can't promise the updates will be frequent because my life is really hectic with school and there is still a lot going on in it at the moment. If you have any suggestions for the next one shot mention it in the review! Thanks.

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