(A/N: Ummm, no offense to you guest, but I have no idea who or what 'Fall Out Boy' is. The only band I listen to is Paramore. Sorry. And to my pony friend; no worries, there is no one to beat up, it's all resolved. It was the reviewer's little sister. Payback, I guess?)

Heath blushed as he broke the kiss between he and Abbey.

Holy crap... did he just?

Heath prepared himself for a real beating. Abbey looked furious - and... confused?

Abbey blinked, still trying to process exactly what had just happened. She had a decision to make - be angry, or be sweet about it - and she chose to be angry. She quickly stood up from the pavement, her fists balling up with fury. "Why the hell did just kiss me, Heath Burns?!"

Heath shyly smiled, slowly standing up. There was no use in running now. He waved slightly. "Ummm... hi?"

Abbey pushed Heath against the wall behind him, her nails digging into his shoulders. "So you want to play innocent?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. "Innocent does not work with Abbey. In fact, love does not work with Abbey."

Heath held in his rude comeback and decided he was going to try not to fuel the fire - something he did a lot. "I can see it in your eyes, Abbey. I know you're different than this. Yes, I know kissing you was the worst idea in the world, but, hey, at least I know you don't feel that way, right?"

Abbey's nails dug deeper. "How would actually know me, hmmm? Explain that."

Heath cringed slightly. "There isn't anything to explain. Why are you acting like this?"

"Ugh." Abbey released her grip on Heath's shoulders. "This is the real Abbey, Heath Burns."

Heath crossed his arms. "So you're saying you hate me?"

Abbey stopped cold in her tracks. Was he really asking her that question? Yes, she really did care about Heath, and she did have some feelings for him - just a little - but none of that was realistic.

Heath was going to die eventually, wasn't he?

Abbey knew she couldn't control that. That was the problem. She knew this... yet she couldn't fire him or see him go. Abbey almost slapped herself in the face. She had to stop with this 'crush' nonsense.

But before she could get anymore lost in thought, Abbey answered Heath's question. "If you want real answer, yes and no."

Heath gave her a questioning look. "What the heck does that mean?"

Abbey sighed. She knew she'd have to give up on this someday. "Just... it is best you leave Abbey alone. Is very untrustworthy right now."

Heath shook his head. "But what about that date?"

"Cancel it."

Abbey started to walk away, but Heath caught her by the arm. "Okay, what kind of crap is that supposed to be? We both know very well that you are awesome."

Abbey shook her head disapprovingly. "Awesome is only word could think of, was it not?"

Heath sighed, letting go of her arm. "Just... please don't leave, okay?"

Abbey's eyebrows knitted together. Why wasn't she leaving? "You sound desperate."

Before Heath could speak, Abbey's lips were placed over his as he was pushed back against the wall.

Obviously he wasn't the only one who was desperate.