AN: We meet again! I hope you enjoy this chapter, laugh your socks off and fall off the bed in laughter, or you can cry in despair, whatever, I do my best! Read and Review!

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Chapter 8: tangle of heat.

Hero, (Bella's POV in next Chapter, I promise.)

"My name is Hero." I muttered shyly.

He grinned. "Hero? I like it."

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"You seem to be acquainted to Tanya already." He chuckled, falling in step next to me.

I gasped in mock surprise. "Was that the plastic hobo that was choking me?" I asked sarcastically.

He laughed. "You'll get used to her; she's not that bad once you get to know her."

"Yeah I'm sure she is just full of happiness and giggles, maybe she'll invite me to a sleepover and cheerily suffocate me in my sleep." I snorted.

"Actually I wouldn't be surprised if she did." Oliver deadpanned.

I nudged him playfully. "Gee, nice to know that you care so much."

"What can I say? I just ooze compassion." He smirked.

"No way man, I'm the one the people love."

He snorted. "You've been here for 5 minutes and you've already been attacked by the anorexic, fake nails ambassador."

I shrugged. "She isn't a people lover, face it Oliver I'm the one the people love, who wants to talk about you?" I teased.

He grabbed me by my belt hoops and yanked me closer to him, pinning me against the locker behind me.

His face was so close to mine that I could feel his warm breath fan my face. He smells of coffee and knowledge and bubblegum, I love it.

"What did you just say?" he breathed, angling his face towards mine.

I didn't miss the stares we were receiving from the others in the hallway, including Tanya who looked like she wanted to bury me alive.

"What are you doing?" I asked, my voice came out squeaky.

He moved his face closer to me, his chin brushed mine briefly. I gasped as a shiver ran down my spine.

"You didn't answer my question." He whispered.

I gulped. "I don't remember it." I truly didn't, I couldn't even remember my name. Kidding, I'm not that love sick.

He moved closer again, until his forehead was pressed to mine.

"Don't lie to me love." He murmured.

My breath was now coming out in short gasps, he called me love.

"Oliver, I think I'm going to pass out." I choked out.

He smirked, running his fingers lightly down my cheek.

"No you won't"

I nodded. "Yes I will," I insisted. "Then you're going to think I'm a freak and you'll never talk to me again and I'll die an old lady with 80 cats and- "

He cut me off. "Hero?"

I looked up at him, causing my lips to brush his chin. "Yeah?"

He grinned. "Shut up and kiss me."

"Ok."

His lips met mine, soft and comforting, moving in sync. His tongue pressed against my teeth, begging for entrance. Our tongue met in a tangle of heat.

We both pulled away, our chests heaving.

"What was that?" I asked, I could feel the goofy grin on my face.

"I don't know." He smirked.

"Well we should find out." I said, trying to be serious.

"I agree." He nodded.

"Ok."

"Ok."

And then our lips met again.

AN: SQUEAL! I loved writing this chapter! Do you think I'm going too fast! Don't worry they are not going to turn into Bf and Gf now, we still have a few obstacles to overcome!

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