School's apocalypse

The fight

"Guys! Calm down!" I exclaim, as I try to separate Jackson and Billy, as no one else was trying! "Guys help me!" The only person who helps is Jake, surprisingly. We separate them. "Now what the fuck is going on? Me and Ella leave for a minute and more hell breaks lose. Just don't get us in your SHIT." I exclaim.
"He was staring at me bird! I couldn't let him off." Jackson exclaims as Jake is holding him back. Harry and Jess are in the corner, Harry protecting her from any violence. Ugh.
"How is she your bird?" Billy replies indirectly to Jackson.
"Guys, let's just stop fighting ok?" Says Mia, silencing the room. Ella begins to hand out the bread rolls to them, spreading a sense of joy, a tiny sense.
"Can I see you for a minute, Charlotte?" Says Jake, gesturing me towards the door. Excitement filled my body. What, why? He's a dickhead, I think.
"Ok? We'll go to the care taker's cupboard." I reply as I open the door.
We enter the room. As I close the door behind us he turns to me and rests his hand on my shoulder.
"A) why the bread rolls? B) why are your friends making my friends fight? and C) please stop playing hard to get!" He exclaims, leaving me thoroughly confused.
"Right, A) that's the best we can get B) it's not my friends' fault that your friends are so childish and C) what are you talking about?" I reply, walking towards the door, avoiding him.
   "We all know you like me!"
   "What are you talking about?" (I obviously know)
   "Look I like you!"
   "What?" I exclaim
   "Everyone knows we like eachother!"
   "Errr," I awkwardly turn away from him to leave.
   "Please don't leave."
   "Yeah well if I like you so much then why would I call you a dick head?"
   "Hard to get!"
   "But-" I am paused by an amazing sensation, he pulls me in close and looks me deeply in my eyes. As he leans in we tilt our heads and close our eyes, perfect. Our lips collide. This moment is wonderful, wait, what? No, I don't like him! Wait do I? He's gorgeous but, ugh my head. I pull back away from him and he looks and smiles at me.
   "Was I that bad?" He asks, so cute and lovely.
   "No-" I pause and laugh to myself with our foreheads resting on each other's. "we shouldn't be doing this."
   "What? Why?"
   "We've just met! And I'm never like this with boys. But-"
   "I'm just so amazing," we both laugh.
   "We can't do this."
This immediately changes the whole beautiful romantic atmosphere of the cupboard. I like him, I really like him but can we really have such a strong bond in such a terrible event happening?!
   "We don't have to tell them! Why can't we just be secret, our own little perfect secret yeah?" He says, winking and smiling at me, holding me closer around my waste. We kiss again. Omg, how can I be in love after finding out I'm in the apocalypse?!