"What are you talking about?" I asked the twins.

I was practically in shock. I mean, there was no way I like Oliver and I certainly wasn't going to make out with him. He looked to be thinking along the same lines.

"Seriously, where've you guys been? We hate each other." he said

"Whatever you'll find out soon enough. Hayleigh come on, we're playing a game." George said.

"What game?"

"You'll see." he said dragging me inside the ROR. (Room of Requirements for those of you who don't know.)

"What about Fred?"

"He'll be here soon. You get to go first." he replied shoving a hat in my face.

Great seven minutes in heaven. I picked a slip of parchment with a three on it.

"Three." Nobody got up, but George still shoved me in the closet.

Soon after someone else was shoved in, too quickly for me to see who it was. Then they locked the door.

"Who's there?" I asked.

"Great just what I need." It was Oliver.

"Do they really want me to kill you?"

"Oh like you could."

"Why don't you try me hotshot." I said getting up in his face since I was only a few inches shorter than him.

"Bring it bitch."

"Don't call me a bitch you jackass!" I yelled, though no one heard because the closet was soundproof. I went to shove him into the wall but he tripped first, pinning him against the wall with me in his lap. So I hit him.

"Why are you hitting me jesus quit it!." he yelled back, forcing me into the opposite wall.

I was about to take him out when his lips collided with mine. It was the most passionate kiss, so full of rage and urgency. I actually, enjoyed it. But, no, I couldn't like him. It was just a kiss, right?

*Oliver's P.O.V.*

It was an accident I just kissed her, and she kissed back. It was amazing. Could I really be falling for her? No, that's not possible

*Hayleigh's P.O.V.*

He pulled back and we just stood there, I didn't even notice his arms wrapped around my waist until they were gone, leaving me empty. What was this boy doing? How can he make my heart jump two times from just one kiss?

"I never hated you." I said, breaking the awkward silence.

"Really? But I thought..."

"That my anger means I hate you, no just very strongly dislike. You have a special way of pissing me off."

"I'm sorry, the kiss, it was an accident. And don't hurt me, but I actually enjoyed it." he held up his arm expecting me to hit him. I pulled it down slowly and looked him in the eyes.

"So did I."

(A/N: This chapter's song inspired title is by Stereo Skyline!)