A/N: Ok, I'm back with another request story! This one was requested by KoalaTakingNotes, the second word in the title meaning the urge to kiss someone. That being said I'll shorten up the author's note and let you read. Also pop in a review once you're done and tell me what you think. I like hearing people's opinions on these things and how I can improve as a writer.

Also make sure to request if you have any. I'll probably do them (though I don't do m-rated).

Till next time,

D.L.D

P.S. Some things are off time wise, such as Gwen and Courtney being friends. So you could consider this as an Au or whatever because I thought it'd just help the story flow better.

"When anyone...you will...want to... me..."

A hand snaps its fingers and I find myself blinking at the sensation.

I open my eyes to find myself in the cabin, wooden beams above me indicating the ceiling. I sit up immediately, pushing the stiff sheets from my legs. They were always so cold and unpleasant, often being a last resort when staying in the losers' cabin, but I had probably needed it. I then got up, doing the motion swiftly as I usually did, only to stagger as I stood. My mind seeming to spin violently the urge to throw up or black up both overwhelming.

It was a dizzying sensation, feeling nauseous, the world blending into all sorts of colours and shapes as I wobbled on my legs. My weird, wobbling legs. Throbbing, my headache seemed to get worse as I tried to take a step forward, only for me to give up and take a seat on the bunk. I land ungracefully, my legs almost buckling. Hopefully this bunk wasn't one of the bedbug infested ones. I could already feel my skin crawling from the thought. Chris seemed to love to bring back those awful little things for each season. He named them a 'surprise' for his campers and said it was one of the few things he kept the same.

Disgusting right?

Frowning I bring a hand to my forehead, feeling the skin. It wasn't overly warm, just at body temperature, and I knew I wasn't on a period so what had caused me to black out? I know that I couldn't have caught a bug from the food as my team had won the last challenge, meaning we had earned a pretty good meal from the winner's cabin. However Chef's sawdust gruel wasn't too long ago. I can still taste the dusty abomination. It wouldn't be completely impossible for me to be sick from it would it? After all that food was clearly inedible.

Racking my brain for answers, I think back to everything that had happened the last few days. Nothing seems to come up and soon I find myself surrounded by a group of people, all of them seeming concerned (more so for the team's performance) and checking over me. It was only Zoey who really stayed behind to give me an actual examination, when the others decided to leave.

"Alejandro said you had a fainting spell," The redhead frowned as she looked over me, placing a hand to my forehead. She was too kind for her own good really. Way too kind. "From that temperature of yours you sure do seem to have had one..."

I scoff at that, rolling my eyes as I fold my arms across my chest.

"Please, I'm fine," I spit the words, pushing her hand from my face as I get up.

This time the world doesn't spin and mix into melted colours and shapes. It doesn't even sway the slightest or cause a major migraine. It was just normal. Too normal. I find myself shivering as I take a step forwards, not feeling any nausea or pain. Just a normal, dandy step. Odd since that was normal - well normal since that 'fainting spell' it seems.

"If you say so," Zoey sighed, shaking her head as she looked at me.

She then glanced back at Gwen and Courtney who only shrugged, both looking clueless. Both newly discovered friends leaned against the wall, seeming to put as much space between us all as they could. Fitting as they'd probably tried to convince Zoey not to talk to me. A wise choice really. Like I said Zoey's too kind and forgiving for her own good. That'll definitely be her downfall this season. Naive and innocent girls like her never last long on reality shows like this, she just got lucky last season, but with the old cast mixed in redhead doesn't stand a chance.

"I know so," I answer, feeling frustrated from the attention.

I then then stalk off, slamming the cabin door behind me.

I'm surprised it doesn't fall off the frame from the impact. Instead the ancient, rotting piece of wood swings back, looking as if it had taken worse attacks than my slam. However I didn't care about the crusty, old door. No I was only directing my frustration towards it. After all I wanted to find out about this 'fainting spell' Alejandro said I had, because I know that something much more than that happened.

"It's not funny," I scowl as I glare at the Hispanic laughing at me, his expression seeming to take pure amusement from my accusations. "I know you did something to me."

At this Alejandro seemed to laugh even more, a hand coming up to wipe away a tear of joy. A mock tear of joy. He's acting like this is the funniest thing to happen on the planet - no the universe. The same guy who most likely caused me to have that so called 'fainting spell' that left me with a weird headache and an ominous sense of something bad happening. Something that I would have to be really strong to face.

"Please, I have no idea what you're talking about," The laughter had stopped, a look of pity crossing his features. His 'oh so charming' features. That snake. I'm definitely going to get him back for whatever he's done. He then went to pat my head, the pity seeming to be personified as he took on a softer and more simple tone. "I say you're still deluded from that fainting spell you had earlier. You did bump your head quite nastily after all."

Once again I find myself growling, fists clenched as I know he is patronizing me. I know he's mocking me. Rubbing it in. But I'll use that to my advantage. I'll make him feel even worse when I figure out what the hell he's done and then punish him for whatever trick he's pulled. I'll make sure of it.

"Whatever, I'll find out on my own then," I find myself responding in a calmer tone, my expression eased slightly from the thoughts and schemes I was cooking up. Raven hair flipped over my shoulder as I walked away from him. "Then I'll show you who's deluded."

This earned another chuckle from Alejandro before he jokingly offered me good luck. However he didn't know the reaction only made me want to prove him wrong all the more.

*Click*

Usually the sound wouldn't affect me, but when I hear it now I can't help but feel weird. Like really weird. It had started off as a faint buzzing within, like pins and needles but more dull, but then it began to light like a fire. The warmth seemed to spread all around my limbs and senses, tingling, as I could only wonder what was going on. But then it began to get worse in a way. Way worse.

After the warm and fuzzy feeling had spread all around, the fire seeming to slow to a nice ember, I started to have thoughts. Thoughts that I usually kept well suppressed and hidden within my own mind, but they now found their way out. Thoughts of romance and giving up the charade and actually starting a relationship with Alejandro. Of kissing Alejandro! Just to experience what had happened at the end of World Tour once more. To have one more taste of his lips...

I could feel my cheeks turning red from the thoughts alone, the embarrassment alone being enough to kill me here and now. They were just that vivid and strange. So isolated and desire-fueled that I often kept them to myself and myself alone. I never let them overpower me or cause my actions, but I'm not so sure anymore. I can feel them buzzing within me, all of the thoughts driving me forwards despite my best efforts to stand still.

Then my resolve seemed to break.

In a string the thoughts all washed over me, knocking me down and pinning my self-control down as they came crashing. They were so strong and overpowering - so attracting and inviting - that I find myself moving. As if they had their own will, my legs began to step towards an unseen goal. Towards something I had no idea about or where it led, but I found myself steadily knowing where they were going. Who they were heading to.

Alejandro.

That made sense after all. Suddenly having these thoughts and then heading after the centre of them. But why now? What had changed to make my body want to find him? That Latino scumbag jerk. the one that was less than a dozen meters away from me. Closer and closer to this invisible goal...

Somehow finding enough strength, I frown and glare at Alejandro as my body moves closer and closer. He was at the other cabin, sitting on the steps and talking to one of the other members of our team. He seemed to be occupied, nodding and responding to the person, but I could see him watching me from the corner of his eye. Seeing me struggle and squirm like a worm on a hook. All from this weird creation of his. From his doing.

I growl, knowing that from that the smirk was about me approaching. So I attempted to push my willpower, pushing it all to the maximum and somehow managing to halt myself when I was just a step away.

"Heather," Alejandro nodded towards me, smirk still on his face. "What brings you here?"

I freeze, his voice sending tremors through me. He usually didn't have this effect. In fact I didn't even acknowledge these small things, ignoring them with my mind of steel. But now I'm stuck, trying to scramble for an excuse as the sensation screams for me to kiss him. Just once. Only once.

I find myself quickly licking my lips, eyes darting from his as I manage to reply calmly.

"I want answers," My voice came out strained, maybe even forced sounding, but I didn't care. As long as I had a distraction from this overwhelming urge. "What did you do to me!"

Alejandro laughed at this, once again aiming to play the role of patronizing jerk. A role that was way too overrated and obviously not worth even trying to see on Alejandro. After all World Tour proved that he didn't want to mean to me: it was all just an act to lure me in. But he never succeeded in it.

"For the last time, it's not funny!" The words pass grit teeth as I narrow my gaze. Holding back was getting hard. Really hard. I can feel the flames of that fire attacking me now, the heat too harsh and prickling to be tolerable. "Fix this now!"

"If you say so," Alejandro shrugged, a simple smile on his face. "But you have to promise not to react with violence."

Alarm bells go off at this, but I find the strength to agree. Reluctantly agree.

"Fine," I almost seem to spit the words, brows furrowed and grimace in place.

No other words were exchange before the 'cure' to my condition was given. In the form of a kiss. Yay...

I can't help but hate myself as I seem to give in, the fire dying down and pain leaving me as the second long ordeal ends. And I know he did it on purpose. I know he made it a short peck just to piss me off. But joke's on Alejandro because I didn't even want the kiss! I just wanted this weird ordeal to end.

"There now you should be fine," He gave me a smile, the look too meaningful for it to be anything genuine. No he knew that I would go to him and that I would do anything to stop the burning fire. But now it was over and I had gone through it, I knew how to avoid running to him next time. But that doesn't mean I can't harm him.

"You - You dick!" I punch him, wiping my mouth with the back of my hands. I can see all germs and disease all over them, my mind telling me off for even letting Alejandro kiss me. "You planned this didn't you?! It all makes sense now. You used those stupid hypnotism tricks your uncle taught you!"

"Well perhaps I did," Alejandro mused, a hand resting on his chin. "But that would mean every time someone snaps their fingers you'd have the urge to kiss me. Why would I want that when I want to earn your affections not force them?"

I growl at this, my fists clenching as I knew that he had stacked the odds against me. Worded it so I sounded as if I were giving excuses. But I knew that I wasn't and I would therefore prove him wrong by fighting the urges. After all Alejandro made a huge mistake telling me the rules of his game.

"I'll believe that when fish walk," I roll my eyes before walking away, angry and frustrated once again.

Eight hours. It's been eight fucking hours.

Eight hours of holding back from this painful blaze inside. Eight hours of biting my lip and trying my best not to run to Alejandro every time someone mentioned him. It didn't help that everyone seemed to be talking about him a lot more than usual too. Gwen and Courtney seemed to lavish in talking about his 'beautiful eyes' or 'tanned skin' every time they were nearby. If I didn't know any better, I'd think that they were involved. Something that was highly likely with those two.

Groaning I hit my head on the table, not even bothering to look at the meal prepared for us. It was a quality meal since the Villainous Vultures had won the last challenge, resulting in us staying in the Winners' cabin and enjoying the perks. But my hunger was stunted by the events of today. The events being the presence of this evil form of hypnotism.

"What's up with Heather?" Jo raised a brow, concern being the last thing in her tone and expression. "Seems like she's sat through a whole eight hours of Algebra."

I frown at this, the comment only making me imagine how I must look after eight hours of this torture.

"Well I might as well have done that!" I slam my hand onto the table, the plate and cutlery rattling from the impact. "Today has been terrible."

This made the others all scoff, all talking about how they had great days and that days off were rare. But I couldn't find solace in the words they spoke. Not after the Hell I'd been put through today. It would've been better if we had a whole day of challenges because at least then I'd have something to distract me from Alejandro.

Alejandro...

I shake my head, breaking myself from the thoughts and daydreams I'd often drifted into. Images of romance and all that weak fluff and dreams that nerds believe in. Fantasies all fueled by the hypnotic desires and nothing else.

"Whoa I get you're on your period, but chill out," Scott frowned as he shoveled what looked like Chef's porridge into his mouth. "Geez, are all girls this antsy at that time of month?"

"Hey, you try bleeding out of your vagina for a week! It's a literal bloody hell!" Jo scowled and this caused a whole other discussion throughout the group.

I sigh at this, rolling my eyes as I get up from my seat and head towards my room. Perhaps sleeping will help with this issue because my teammates definitely weren't.

Sunlight is what wakes me up. I can feel it being shone onto my face, but only half. The other is covered by a shadow, or maybe even a person, but I'm not sure as I can only hear their muffled voice and snap of their fingers.

The next thing I know, my eyes are open and I am looking at Alejandro. Without thinking, and perhaps believing that the urges were fueling me, I planted a kiss on his lips knowing that I couldn't last a whole other day of this torture. Not like yesterday. I had barely gotten any sleep last night, so if I had any chance of doing well today, or even just functioning like a normal person, I had to try and make the resisting time as short as possible.

Plus it was only because of the hypnotism. Yes it was the hypnotism. Nothing else.

"I got rid of the basorexia," Alejandro laughed, as I turned crimson.

Great, so it wasn't because of the hypnotism. In fact it had lowered my guard and made me invite the idea of kissing him. Of kissing Alejandro! God I needed help...

"Whatever..." I mumble and to that he shoots a smile, patting me on the head.

He then leaves, a satisfied look on his face as if he had just discovered something that hadn't existed before. Well it might as well have not I guess. I mean my feelings for him are always kept buried deep inside - why am I thinking this?!

Groaning, I shake my head and get out of bed. This whole hypnotism thing has messed my mind up. I say I get ready for the day, think it over and then get Alejandro back for this. Oh yes, that sounds great! After all i can't let him get away with pulling a stunt like that.