The moment the bottle pointed to Zac, it felt like everything around me drowned out. The music, chatter and laughter was distant, like it was in another universe.

A high pitched ring echoed into my ear. I continuously blinked at the bottle, like I had magical powers to move it.

The temperature around me rose, bubbles of sweat formed on my forehead. Audible sounds escaped my mouth, I was unable to formulate words. My eyes were shut tightly, trying to comprehend the situation.

Slowly but surely, my senses became normalised. I felt myself present in the room. My eyes darted around our circle to see the reaction of the others.

Harry and Josh suppressed their laughter, they were pushing themselves not to howl deliriously. Rachel and Danielle were whispering to each other, like devious gossiping school girls. Melissa had her lips pursed, her brow raised, she acted as if she was ready to watch a show. Ruby eyes were widened, her mouth gaped open, not understanding how to react to the situation.

I then turned my head towards Zac. He continued to sit in a relaxed position in his chair. Slowly bringing his drink up to his lips, taking small sips whilst also subtly smiling.

Just as I was about to back down from the dare, Ruby's words rang in my head. They were etched into my brain. I couldn't back away.

"What's wrong Hannah Montana?" Zac sarcastically called out, "I never had you as someone backing down from a challenge."

The air around me piled up with tension. The mere stuck-up aura Zac had around him, sparked annoyance in me.

"Who said I'm backing down?" I confidently replied back, "I've spun the bottle, I've done my part, I'm waiting for you."

A wave of gasps rippled through the circle. All eyes were on us, beadily watching us, the only thing missing was popcorn for those to enjoy, as if they were watching a movie.

In the space of a few seconds, Zac took the last swig of his drink and swiftly glided his way to me. Before I knew it, he was in close proximity. As he towered over me, I was forced lift my head to meet his eyes.

His deep breaths attacked my skin. With my lips straight, showing no emotion, I slyly narrowed my eyes, trying to make him break contact. Like a sculpture, he stood there, consuming me within his deep green pupils.

"Are you sure you want to do this Hannah Montana?" Zac whispered in an almost sensual tone.

"Like you said, I'm not the type to back down from a challenge." I threw his words back at him.

Background chuckles were pinging around us, but all my ears were accustomed to, was the banging of my heart.

I couldn't understand what I was feeling.

Confidence?

Nervousness?

Excitement?

An array of emotions were pulsing through me, I wanted to get the dare out of the way. Two minutes were going to be excruciatingly long.

"Someone start the timer," I called out, not batting an eyelid, still eyeing Zac down.

"Alright the timer is set," Harry responded, "In three... two... one... go."

As soon as the word 'go' left Harry's mouth, Zac slid his hand to the side of my neck, with his fingers fanned just behind my ear. He lowered his head and his lips were placed delicately onto mine.

In slow motions, he brushed ever so softly, like butterfly wings. The warmth of his lips and the taste, began to linger. He was the lead in our soft kiss, his lips waltzed onto mine.

I could feel a surge of energy run through me, almost as if electricity was shooting in my veins. It was like Zac knew his way round my lips.

The kiss was beginning to feel deep and sensual. I started to feel breathless, my chest started to heave. The friction between our lips started to heat up. It was like we started to share one breath; one sensation.

I couldn't help but open up my mouth, to allow access of his tongue. As our tongues meet, my breath hitched, my legs started to feel like jelly. My hands snaked their way behind Zac's neck, pulling him closer to devour more of his lips.

His free hand glided it's way around my hips. Heat rose on every aspect of my body, it took every ounce not to moan his name.

He had me captivated, I didn't want to enjoy the kiss, bus I did. These two minutes were not excruciatingly long, instead, it was sensationally beautiful.

I hated myself for feeling that way. It was like the world around us disappeared. We were in our own bubble of passion.

Zac's hot and moist breath fanned into my mouth. Everything about the kiss was intoxicating. It almost felt like we got deeper and deeper, like we were ready to go ragged and rough with it.

"Two minutes are up." Harry called.

Suddenly we both came crashing back down, from our two minutes in heaven. We jerked ourselves away from each other. Both out of breath, we stood in silence, dazed at each other.

Why did I enjoy every single second of that?

The party was still in full swing, yet our circle was astonished at the event they had just witnessed. Nothing but silence consumed us.

"That was erm-"

"Crazy." Zac let out breathless, finishing off my sentence.

"Crazy indeed," Josh exclaimed cutting the silence away. "Alright who's next?"

The game, I thought to myself. Everything about the kiss felt so real, I had forgotten it was all a dare.

The rest of the night ascended trying to avoid eye contact with Zac. The more we played the game the more restless I got. I couldn't handle being in the same room as Zac, not after the electrifying kiss.

***

Darkness surrounded me. I pushed my eyes open, too the point where I thought they'd pop out of its socket. I tried to get a sense of directions but nothing worked.

My hands were flown in front of me, just as I walk around trying to get my bearings, my hands land on something.

They glide over the mystery thing. It felt like a body, a familiar body, as if I was welcomed back by this touch.

As I felt the presence of a face, a light shone, it was Zac. He was dark with desire, smouldering towards me, right into my soul.

He walked towards me, causing me to back up, until I couldn't move. My back was pressed against something that didn't enable me to back any further.

In one swift move, he captured me, lifting me up, my legs automatically wrapped around his lean body. It felt like I was lit with sparks.

"Hannah," he let out in coarse, seductive whisper.

We edged closer and closer, till our lips were hovering. In and instant he moulded his lips on to mine.

I jerked up from my bed, breathless. Tightness in my throat overwhelmed me, as I tried to reach for fresh oxygen. My hands fumbled around on my bedside table, quickly locating my inhaler, I sucked in the fresh air it provided.

I tried to compose myself, but I felt restless with the hot and stuffy air in my bedroom attacking me. I dragged my feet to the window, to allow the cool breeze to calm me down.

The vivid dream had me on edge, why did I enjoy it? Why was Zac consuming all my thoughts?

***

Everything around me was drowned out. My head felt heavy, the thoughts in my brain were weighing down on me. It felt like my energy had been sucked out from me. Nothing was making sense anymore.

"Hannah? Hannah? Are you listening to me?" A voice called out.

I'm abruptly shaken to the point where I'm pushed back into reality. My eyes flashed around me. I suddenly realised I was in school, revising with Ruby.

"Are you okay? You seem out of it," Ruby asked in a concerned down. Her eyes were softened, showcasing the worry she had towards me.

"I can't do this anymore." Is all I could mutter.

My feet slammed against the floor, trying to get elsewhere, but I found myself in the bathroom. My jittery hands splashed cold water onto my face. As I opened up my eyes, all I saw was a tired and drained person in the mirror, staring right into my soul.

"What going on?" Ruby quaked as she caught up with me in the bathroom.

"I can't do this anymore," I trembled, pacing up and down the bathroom. "I literally can't think straight. In the space of a week I've had four dreams about him. I want to stop, but I can't. I feel like my head is going to explode. I just can't-"

"Hannah!" Ruby belted, interrupting my erratic words falling out of my mouth. "You're not making any sense, who are you talking about?"

Ruby placed her hand around my shoulder, in the attempt to calm me down, my head fell to her shoulder as I sighed, knowing what I had to say.

"Zac." I lifted my head.

"Zac?" She questioned, her brows sloped downwards, as if she had an inkling to what I was about to say.

"I like him," I confessed, "I really like him. I don't want to, but I do. I can't stop thinking about the idiot. He's injected into my brain."

"Well it's about bloody time," Ruby chuckled.

I tilted my head quizzically at the strange response.

"You think I didn't know? Honey, I'm your best friend, I knew it before you knew it." Ruby pulled me into a hug. It felt like she slapped the words out of me, I couldn't help but chuckle at the whole situation.

"Do you think I'm stupid? I'm supposed to hate the guy, but I can't." I got out of the hug and perched myself on the sink counter.

"You're not stupid," Ruby sighed, perching herself beside me. "But you need to tell him-"

"I can't!" I spat out. "He's going to laugh at me and make fun."

"You don't know that. He might be feeling the same," Ruby pointed out.

Just as I was about to plead my argument, I stayed silent for a while. Going over the possibilities. If I didn't tell him, all these thoughts would eat away at my brain.

"You're right," I finally admitted, "I need to tell him. But, I'll tell him on the day of my last exam. I need to focus on my exams, if I tell him on the last day, I won't have to see him if he rejects me."

The dreaded thought of him rejecting me, piled in the pit of my stomach, to the point where I felt queasy.

Just as Ruby opened her mouth to respond, the bathroom door, slammed shut. We both jolted upright, panic flashed through me, I was seeing red at the thought of someone listening to my confession.

We both quickly exited the bathroom, looking far into the distance of the school hall, but not a soul was present.

"Shit," stammered under my breath, "Someone heard me."

"Don't worry about it, if it was someone, it'll be idle gossip, you can easily deny everything." Ruby reassured with her calming voice.

I felt like I was being backed into a corner, almost pushed into darkness, not knowing where the light would be. I finally admitted out loud that I liked Zac, it felt like a weight had shifted from my shoulders. But, now a dark cloud overpowered me. It was a dark cloud of waiting, whether the person who heard me would spread it around the school. It was a dark cloud of waiting for the day of my last exam, to confess all.

Either way, it was going to be a mission to get through the next month...

A/N

Another packed chapter but... Hannah and Zac finally kissed!! I know this book isn't a mature book so I tired to keep the kiss PG. Let me know what you thought of it.

And now Hannah has finally confessed she likes Zac! But someone overheard... who do you think it was?

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