I don't own Hannah Montana, just the idea.

Yeah, okay on with the story.

Denial

You could say the piercing stare Lilly Truscott is giving her work sheet could burn holes through the desk she was sitting at. She won't look up - no she can't look up because she's afraid she might accidentally lock eyes with...

Him.

She bites her lip, gripping the pencil she's already holding tightly. As much as she can't bare to look at him, the memory of there last interaction is still fresh in her mind.

-(LXO)-

2 DAYS AGO

"I-I don't know what you're talking about." She had stuttered. The boy before her looked down her with an intense look in his eye, one that resembled pain. He had burst into the room, claiming he knew all about her feelings. How would he know anything about her feelings?

"Oh come on Lilly! Of course you know what I'm talking about." He had stepped closer as she had stepped backwards, further away from his grasp. She had hoped she would never be in this position with him, dreaded this day for who knows how long. The day had finally come and she was far from ready. He continued to move closer to her and Lilly eventually hit her door frame. She was stuck, no-where to turn to now. Gulping, she closed her eyes briefly.

What was he going to do now?

"Just admit it. You feel the same way I feel about you. I'm not afraid to say it...why are you?" She slowly looked up at him, her bright blue eyes meeting his deep brown ones. She could see that determination was clouded with in them. He would keep prodding until she finally let the words out.

"I can't." She whispered, her voice now cracking from the pressure she was under. She could feel the tears burning in her throat but she didn't care.

"Please, I just...I have to hear you say it." He put his hands above her head boxing her in, looking at her intently. He blue eyes where now glazed over with tears, her pursed lips trembling as she looked into his own eyes. Taking a minute t calm herself, she tool deep breath. It was time to let the words out.

"I..." but she couldn't, just couldn't. She was too afraid, too worried, too everything. From the frustration, the tears fell from her eyelids and down her soft cheeks. Sniffing, she noticed his eyes were now roaming with disappointment.

"I-I can't, I really can't. I'm sorry." She managed to choke the words out before her silent crying turned into full on sobs. He was loosing patience now. He just had to hear her say it. Feeling the anger boiling up inside him, he clenched his fists. Why couldn't she say it? It really wasn't that hard.

"Lilly, PLEASE!" The loudness and harshness of his tone made her flinch. He just had to understand that she wasn't ready to admit those words yet. Whimpering noises interrupted her sobs and from under him and she put her hands on his chest, pushing him away forcefully. He stumbled back not expecting the gesture.

"Get out." She took a moment to try and control her breathing, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand roughly. He shook his head.

"No, not until you admit the truth." Lilly narrowed her ready puffy eyes, a sudden boil of anger riling upwards within her. Why couldn't he get the message? She needed time.

"Will you just GET OUT?" She shouted, pushing him again but hardly making any difference since he was ready for it this time. She was suddenly going hysterical, throwing things around, screaming obscene words. He watched her, a sad pitying look on his face. He walked calmly over to her, cradling her in his arms. She struggled against him weakly, using up the last of her energy. When she had finally gone quiet, her kissed her forehead.

"I love you whispered." And from hearing those words Lilly wanted to cry again.

She hardly remembers when he had let her go, slamming the door shut behind him. All she remembers is when she had eventually sobbed uncontrollably once again, sinking to the floor slowly.

-(LXO)-

"Miss Truscott, stop that unnecessary tapping and get back to work. Unless you want a detention." A stern voice comes from the front of the classroom, driving Lilly out of her thoughts.

"S-sorry Miss Riley." Lilly says flatly, almost dead like. She really isn't in the mood to hear Miss Riley's threaten her over something so stupid. She has bigger things to worry about.

She ends up getting detention any way because she hasn't done enough work. Or any for that matter.

The time is now three o'clock, meaning its time for her detention. She trudges unwillingly to Miss Riley's classroom and slowly opens the classroom door.

"Ah, Miss Truscott so nice of you to finally join us." Lilly furrows her eyebrows, wondering what she means by 'finally' but decides to ignore it. And who was this 'us' she was referring to? She shrugs her shoulders limply, not really caring for anything. Turning around her heart stops. She now know who the other participant in 'us' is. She can't take her eyes off the boy who had cause her feel like absolute shit for the past two days.

Oliver Oken.

She bites her lip, as he stares at her idly. This is going to be a very interesting detention.

Please do me the honour of reviewing, thank you.

-Natasha.