I was standing outside Olivia's dorm. I deducted that she would be here, because when the taxi I caught drove past it I had a quick look in and I didn't see her there. Yet, she may have gone somewhere else. I hoped she hadn't. I was scared, I was scared of being rejected. Then I heard Kia in my head 'get the fuck in there, you chicken'.

I knocked on the door. There was silence. Then soft footsteps walked towards the door, it opened and there she stood. Her eyes had were red rimmed, she'd been crying. I felt my stomach clench tightly, I hated that I'd been the one to do that.

"What do you want?" Olivia said, folding her arms.

"You know you shouldn't open the door before asking who it is, I mean it could be an axe murderer for all you knew." I said without thinking.

I wasn't surprised when she slammed the door in my face. Why the hell did I start like that?

"Olivia, open the door." I shouted.

"Go away!"

"Olivia please," I pressed my forehead to the door. "I need to speak to you."

"What could you possibly have to say? I think you made yourself pretty clear." Olivia retorted.

"How about the truth?" I said.

There was silence. Then the door was thrown open, I fell head first at her feet. Ouch, well that's going to leave a bump. I quickly got up and looked at Liv who looked concerned but seemed to be making to strenuous effort not to approach me. I looked about her room, smiling. I had some good memories in this room. Olivia and I snuggled together on her bed reading, Olivia sat on my lap as we sat at her desk doing our homework, Olivia and I kissing by the window, kissing against her door, kissing on the bed. I shook my head. I looked back at Olivia who was also looking about her room as if she remembered our moments.

"Are you finally going to be straight with me?" Olivia asked, turning to me as she leant against the door, I recalled that last time she did that she had seduced me over and we shared a long, searing kiss before we were disturbed by Maria coming through said door.

"I love you too." I said.

Olivia eyes started to get their usual glow at this news but she still looked unsure.

"I mean how couldn't I be in love with you?" I said, shaking my head. "You're fucking amazing. You're intelligent, witty, and God, are you beautiful. I don't just mean your face or those perfect eyes or your whole entire body; I mean your spirit, your kindness and sweetness."

I looked at her, wanting to reach out and touch her but I stopped myself, I had to tell her the truth before anything else.

"I broke up with you because you think I'm someone that I'm not. I'm not Sebastian Hastings." I took a breath, and grabbed my wig and pulled it off. "I'm Viola Hastings, Sebastian is my twin brother."

Olivia looked shocked, surprised and very angry.

"At first I came here just to cover my brother's ass and play soccer. But then," I paused, Olivia was staring at me like I'd grown another head. "Then I met you."

"You're a girl." Olivia said, she ran he hand through her hair. "You're a girl."

"I've wanted to tell you so many times but there was never a good time." I said, but before I could say anything else, Olivia slapped me hard.

I ran my hand across my cheek, ouch. I deserved that but I don't think it helped Olivia's ire, as she stormed passed me.

"I trusted you," Olivia whispered. "More than anyone. I trusted and loved you. How fucking stupid am I? You probably got a huge laugh out of this, you and your friends."

I resented that. "Laugh? It was real for me, I do love you."

Olivia glared at me angrily. "Yeah, you love me so much that you hid yourself from me and told me barefaced lies all the time."

"I'm telling the truth now." I said stubbornly. "I couldn't tell you then, I was afraid you would tell someone."

"You didn't trust me and you led me on to believe you were someone else!" Olivia shouted angrily.

"I'm sorry." I shouted back. "Don't you think I feel like absolute shit for lying to someone I've fallen I love with?!"

"So when you didn't love me, and we were just messing about, it was alright for you to lie then?"

"Of course not. I hate lying. Period." I said, I paused and then walked towards her, kneeling in front of her, so she had to look at me. "I love you. Viola loves you, do you love me?"

Olivia stared at me. "I don't know who the fuck you are." She said harshly, she tried to get up and move away from me but I put my hands either side of her.

"I'm exactly the same person. I'm no different. Just a girl." I said softly. "I'm still the person who loves strawberry ice cream, taking long walks around campus, the sea and beach, spaghetti bolognese. I'm still the person who wants to college but has no idea want to do. Everything we talked about as we sat together on this bed, in class, on our walks, at our lunches; everything was me. I'm still the person we loves you."

Olivia looked away from, into the distance. "It's not about who you are. It's the fact you lied to me the whole time. That isn't love."

I sighed, feeling defeated. "You're right. I'm sorry... Again. But you didn't answer my question."

Olivia looked back at me with a frown.

"Do you still love me? Knowing who I am." I said, waiting for her answer.

It was silent again. I was getting tired of all these silences in my conversations with people, why couldn't people just answer the question?

"I need to know. If you don't then I'll walk out of that door and you'll never see me again. I'll be out of your life forever." I said, she stayed silent, I pressed on. "Olivia, please."