Author's Note: Sorry it's been a while! This one is based off one of my favorite songs, "Right Kind of Wrong" by Leann Rimes. The - in some parts means that I blotted out a word. I'm sorry if this isn't one of my best one-shots. Anyway, I'll shut up now. Just read and tell me what you think! :)

Know all about, 'bout your reputation,
And how it's bound to be a heartbreak situation…

It wasn't that their relationship was toxic, really. Actually, their relationship was far from it. The problem was, they needed each other too much. Cammie had never cared much for the tragic stories of star-struck lovers (Romeo and Juliet, to name one). It just seemed too depressing. Some people would say it was the real world, but Cammie knew that real world love wasn't near as dire as certain stories made them out to be. Still, she couldn't help wondering if being with Zach was…good for her.

But I can't help it if I'm helpless every time that I'm where you are…

He knew her far too well. Cammie couldn't hide from him. She couldn't disguise her feelings, or the fact that she cared a little too much. He was unreadable, but at the same time he read her like an open book.

You walk in and my strength walks out the door,
Say my name and I can't fight it anymore.

"Gallagher Girl." He greeted her with that cocky grin of his. She spun around to face him, looking over the wooden bench. It was the only thing that separated them from each other. He was right there, an arm's reach away, but Cammie felt afraid to reach out and touch him. Just saying his name took effort.

"Zach." It came out as a whisper.

Oh I know I should go,
But I need your touch just too - much.

Even now, with the silence closing in around them, he was calm and collected. "Hey," he acknowledged, shoving his hands into his pockets.

"What are you doing here?" she blurted, before considering her words. She didn't want to chase him off. He always disappeared, right around the time she got closer to uncovering the truth.

"That question again, Gallagher Girl?" he said, amused, giving her a sideways look. Cammie just hugged her jacket closer.

"This time I want an answer."

Loving you,
Isn't really something I should do,
Shouldn't want to spend my time with you,
Well I should try to be strong…
But baby you're the right kind of wrong.
Yeah baby you're the right kind of wrong.

He didn't answer. He never did. Instead he just stood there, wooing her with that half-smile of his. In a sudden moment of reflection, Cammie thought, The half-smile is just like him. There, but not really there. It was a smile, but at the same time, you weren't quite sure of the reasons behind the smile. It frustrated her so much. Cammie wanted to turn and walk away. She wanted to be the one to leave him behind, for once. But however much she tried, she couldn't make her feet move.

Might be a mistake,
A mistake I'm making,
But what you're giving I am happy to be taking.

She couldn't believe that she could still bear to see him, after knowing that he'd lied to her. After finding out that his mother, his mother, was the lady behind the misery of the past few months, she still trusted him. It amazed her. But then again, Zach was hardly to blame for his parents. Maybe, Cammie reasoned, the reason why I like him is because…he pays attention to me. He notices things that nobody else does. Sometimes, though, Cammie preferred Zach not to notice. But in the end, they understood each other. She'd never felt as safe with any other guy.

'Cause no one's ever made me feel the way I feel when I'm in your arms.
They say you're something I should do without,
They don't know what goes on when the lights go out...

"I'm not good at answers, Gallagher Girl," Zach answered evasively. "Besides," he added, a little more serious, "sometimes questions should be left unanswered."

"Why do you keep following me, Zach?" she asked, her voice slightly biting. "What do you want?" Zach looked slightly annoyed by her outburst. His eyes narrowed.

"You think that's the only reason I'd follow you? Because I want something?"

"Why else?"

There's no way to explain
All the pleasure is worth all the pain

Zach leaned over the back of the bench. His breath was warm in her face. Cammie could smell his aftershave. He was so close…

"Let's put it this way, Gallagher Girl," he said quietly. "Spies can fall in love too." She stared at him. They'd been through so much together. Cammie's head spun. She had a flashback of him with his arms around her, dipping her in the middle of the hallway and kissing her in front of nearly everyone at school. They'd come a long way from that moment.

Loving you
Isn't really something I should do,
Shouldn't want to spend my time with you,
Well I should try to be strong…
But baby you're the right kind of wrong.
Yeah baby you're the right kind of wrong.

It was different now. That first kiss had been teasing, fleeting. It hadn't lasted for very long, and Cammie had thought that it was just Zach's way of saying goodbye. His grand, dramatic exit. Instead, it had been a grand hello, the opening of a door. All the kisses afterwards – they'd meant something. She meant something to him, Cammie realized, with a sudden giddy rush.

I should run but I just can't seem to,
'cause every time I run you're the one I run to
Can't do without, what you do to me,
I don't care if I'm in too deep…

They were in this together, whether either of them liked it or not. To be honest, Cammie wouldn't put her life in anyone else's hands, aside from her friends' and her family's.

"Are you saying you're in love, then?" She managed to come up with a remark that had the barest amount of wit. She was still sitting on the bench, her body at an awkward angle, turned around to face him. Squinting up at him, she thought that he seemed taller. Had he grown? He looked down at her, the barest trace of a smile on his face.

Know all about,
'bout your reputation,
and how it's bound to be a heartbreak situation
But I can't help it if I'm helpless every time that I'm where you are…
You walk in and my strength walks out the door,
Say my name and I can't fight it anymore
Oh I know, I should go
But I need your touch just too - much

She was completely unprepared when he bent down to kiss her. This one was a bruising kiss, filled with the need to prove something. Zach's hand cupped her cheek tightly. Cammie almost forgot to breathe.

Loving you
Isn't really something I should do,
Shouldn't want to spend my time with you,
Well I should try to be strong…
But baby you're the right kind of wrong.
Yeah baby you're the right kind of wrong.

When they pulled back, Zach looked thoughtful.

"You tell me, Gallagher Girl."