It appears as if Miley and Oliver share the same fear.
"Oliver?!"
"Miley?!"
"What are you doing here?!" They both demanded at the same time.
Oliver took a step backwards and pushed up against the door to the guest bedroom, feeling his face growing hot. "Lilly shoved me in here!"
Miley stared at him. "Jackson shoved me in here!"
"What?!" Oliver shouted. He spun back around to face the door and banged against it with his fist. "Lilly, was this your idea?!"
"Maybe!" was her sing-song reply.
"Jackson! Jackson open the door!" Miley yelled, appearing as if she was planning on beating the door to a pulp.
"I'll pass!" He shouted back. "I'll see you two in a few hours! Lilly and I are going down to the beach!"
"WHAT?!" Miley and Oliver both yelled.
"Lilly! Jackson! You can't just leave us here!" Oliver panicked, still banging on the door.
"Watch us!" Lilly said with a giggle. "Don't do anything too bad while we're gone!"
"W-what?! Lilly come on, please open the door!"
Miley got a strange look on her face as she watched him bang on the door pathetically. "Why do you want to get out of here so badly?" She questioned.
He spun around, staring at her with wide eyes. He felt his face grow red. "Well..um...you see..." He pulled on his shirt collar. "I'm...uh...claustrophobic! Yeah! And..." He looked around, trying to avoid Miley's gaze, appearing confused at his red face.
"Uh...Right now, the room...it's...uh...closing in on me!" He collapsed on the ground, pushing himself into a corner, and was increasingly aware of the idiocy of his actions.
He began to panic.
"O-Oliver? Are you OK?" She asked slowly. Apparently she was able to disguise the nervousness in her stomach better then Oliver could.
"Um...no. I'm not. I'd like to leave," He said quickly, jumping up and shaking the doorknob furiously.
"Wait..."
He looked up.
"Oliver, we went caving in Vallecito over spring break."
He turned around slowly, looking extremely nervous. "Um...no we didn't?"
"This is about me, isn't it?" She demanded, crossing her arms.
"Um...no...not at all..." He stuttered, pushing up against the door. He banged on it furiously. "Lilly?! Jackson?! Mr. Stewart?! PLEASE OPEN UP! PLEASE!"
"Oliver, why do you want to get out so badly?!"
"NO REASON!" He proceeded to collapse in front of the door with a wail. "Please..."
"Oliver! Why do you want to leave?!"
He felt the temperature surrounding his head rise a few more degrees. "Because um...do I really have to tell you?"
She crossed her arms and glared at him. "Well, yeah, that would be kind of nice."
"C-Can I show you?"
"How would you sho-"
She was cut off as he kissed her.
It was quick and brief. He withdrew and stared at her for a few seconds. Then it was Miley who pressed her lips against his.
"I get it," She said with a smirk as they pulled apart.
"Really?" Oliver breathed out. Miley nodded.
"Want to know a secret?" Oliver said with a grin.
"What?"
He leaned in toward her again. "I'm not really claustrophobic," he whispered into her ear.
"I kinda had a feeling."