The party sucked. I had arrived later then everyone else, so the team was steadily getting drunker by the minute and I was stone cold sober. I didn't think it would be a good idea to drink, especially considering what happened last time at a party. I was sat on the sofa, next to Duke who was chatting my ear off about Sarah. I liked the girl, but I feared that if I had to hear anymore I would start disliking her, so I excused myself just as she was arriving. Duke didn't much care that I left, he was too busy kissing Sarah senseless - she was gone five minutes, tops. Talk about head over heels.

I hadn't seen Olivia at all, but I knew she was here somewhere. She was probably trying her best to avoid me. That depressed me. I grabbed three passing jell-o shots and downed them in quick succession. So much for no drinking. I grabbed two more, downed them quickly and then grabbed a beer. I felt the buzz coming to me, and instantly felt better.

The guys were playing beer pong loudly in the next room but I didn't fancy getting absolutely wasted, so I slipped upstairs. The first room was certainly occupied by two horny teenagers as they stumbled all over the place, it was quite comical to watch. The next had four girls, one of them was crying a lot whilst the other three comforted her, saying "he's not worth it", "you deserve so much better" blah blah blah, the same played out drama. I heaved sigh of relief as I found the master bedroom unoccupied, I closed the door behind me and walked outside to the small balcony. The fresh air felt good and my whirring thoughts came into focus.

"Viola." A very familiar voice said behind me.

I whirled round at the sound of my name. There she was. I found myself checking her out in not such a subtle manner. Olivia looked beautiful, as usual. Her hair was braided across one shoulder, wearing a pale blue dress and sandals. Her face made up but not overdone which most girls had the habit of doing. She was perfect. Why did she have to be so fucking perfect?

"Hey." I met her eyes, I couldn't read her expression but I was sure there was some behind those blue eyes.

"Hello."

Silence fell. I looked around uncomfortably. How should I broach the subject? Just dive in.

"Olivia-"

"Viola-"

That made us smile, she stepped outside with me and indicated that I should go on. Why did she have to get closer to me? Now I could smell her perfume and a scent that was just Olivia, a mixture of her coconutty shampoo and soap.

"Danielle's worried about you." I said, Olivia's eyebrows shot up as if she wasn't expecting me to say that. "You should talk to her."

"If I did that, then I would have to tell her what's on my mind." Olivia said, placing her hands on the railing and looking across the field in front of the house.

"What is on your mind?" I asked curiously, I hate to sound to conceited but I had a feeling it was me and her hatred for me.

"Mostly you."

"Why?" I pushed.

"You have me all confused." Olivia said looking down at her hands. "I was so sure of myself before you came along. Now I don't even really know what's going on. What you did is unforgivable, you completely deceived me and used me like some little experiment."

"I agree with you that I've been a classic idiot for what I did, and I don't think I'll ever be able to apologise enough." I said steadily, although my emotions were rising. "But I didn't use you and it wasn't just a little experiment for me. I felt something for you. I let it get out of hand, I desperately wanted to tell but I was scared you would expose me."

"Viola, you don't go around kissing people like that whilst hiding who you are." Olivia shouted. "How can you be so stupid not to understand that?"

"I do fucking understand it!" I yelled back. "What do you want me to about it? If I could turn back time and change it all, don't you think I would."

"You tricked me!" Olivia jabbed a finger into my chest. "Why the hell are you getting so angry? If anyone found out, I will look like a classic fool. You dragged me along into this, all for stupid soccer!"

"Soccer is not stupid." I retorted childishly.

"Soccer is stupid!" Olivia shouted back, what we're we 10 year olds?

"You're stupid!" No apparently we were 8 year olds.

"I am stupid for fooling for your disguise!" Olivia shook her head.

I took a breath and tried to control myself but Olivia brought out the worst of me, I couldn't control myself around her.

"What would you like me to do?" I asked through gritted teeth, I was tired of saying sorry. "No, really. What the hell would you like me to do, so you feel less stupid? Do you want me to do something even more stupid now, so you'll feel less foolish? What do you want from me?!"

"I don't know." Olivia whispered, sounding unsure of herself. "I really don't know.

"Well then I can't help you." I lowered my voice. "Just talk to Danielle and your friends for heaven's sake, they're worried about you."

"What would you suggest I tell them?"

"I don't know. Say you've been withdrawn because you're going to break up with me." I said. "Just get it together. Get over it, whatever 'it' is. It's unfair to your friends."

Ending our fake relationship was the answer. If we had no connection, then it would be much easier for Olivia to get herself together and perhaps find someone much better than me. Thinking of her with anyone else, created a pain in my chest but I ignored it, although the thought was ruthlessly penetrating my mind and was deeply unsettling.

"Get over it?" Olivia rose threateningly, shit... What had I said wrong now? "You trick me, we kiss and stuff, then have a relationship based entirely on lies. You want me to just get over it?! How dense do you have to be, not to understand that this isn't just something that can be easily 'gotten over'?! I actually... I fell... God you are so fucking clueless!"

Olivia stormed back inside. I couldn't let her get away. I ran after her and barred her way.

"What? You actually what?" I said, staring at her confused. "Speak your mind for once!"

"I actually fell in love with you!" Olivia shouted back. "I liked Sebastian, I really did and I was falling for him, you, God whatever! Then, after finding out that my Prince Charming was a girl. I was confused and so hurt. I've spent the last few weeks at first cussing you, then I started thinking and I found, I realised... It didn't matter. I still liked you, even though I knew."

"I still like you too." I admitted. "I like you a whole lot. I'm the same person Liv when I'm not wearing all this, I'm no different. I need you to understand that."

"I do understand it." Olivia folded her arms. "That's what scares me."