Has it really been 5 years? I thought. I was riding on the plane back to my hometown Malibu. I've been living in New York City since I went to NYU. Why did I go to college so far from home? You ask. Well to get away from him. I can remember like it was yesterday. We just graduated from high school and we were at a party at Miley's house. Miley. I haven't seen her in five years. Back to the story.

"Ollie, I love you so much!" I said.

"I love you too!" Oliver said.

We went up to Miley's bedroom and locked the door. We started making out.

Before we knew it, our clothes were off. We were having sex.

I thought it was all fun and games until two days later.

I sat in my bathroom looking at the pregnancy test with the positive sign. Suddenly, I got a call from Oliver. He said he had to tell me something.

He came over. I would tell him about the baby.

"Lilly! I'm going to UCLA for soccer!" He told me.

My smiled faded. His dream was to play soccer for UCLA, I just couldn't tell him about the baby.

"I'm going to NYU." I told him.

"So far away?" Oliver asked.

"Yes." I said.

"Well, I guess this is goodbye." he said hugging me.

That was the last time I saw him.

I told Miley about my baby and to never tell anyone about.

I went to NYU and had my baby.

Now here I am on the plane.

"Anything to drink?" the flight attendant asked.

"Mommy, can I have something?" my daughter Bridget Olivia Truscott asked.

"Sure." I smiled.

Bridget ordered a coke.

An hour later, we landed. I was coming back to Malibu for Miley's wedding. She was marrying Jake and I am her maid of honor.

I looked at Bridget. She looked like me when I was five except for her eyes. She had his eyes, chocolate brown eyes.

We got off the plane and I rented a car. We drove to my mom's house since I would be there for a month. As soon as we walked in, my mom rushed to us.

"Lillian!" mom said hugging me.

"And you must be Bridget!" mom said as she hugged her granddaughter.

You see I told my mom about me getting pregnant. I kept her updated when I was pregnant and sent pictures of Bridget's life. I also told Bridget all about her grandma.

After we unpacked, I said.

"Mom, we're going to see Miley."

"Ok. She is still at her dad's house." mom told me.

It was nice how my mom's house was on the same street as the Stewart's house.

When she answered the door, she threw her arms around me.

"Who is this?" she asked Bridget.

"Bridget Olivia Truscott." Bridget smiled.

Miley welcomed us in.

We talked for a little while before I said.

"Bridget, do you wanna hang out with grandma? I need to talk to Miley about some things."

"Ok." Bridget said.

"I'll be right back." I told Miley.

I walked Bridget to mom's house and then walked back to Miley's house.

"Let's go to my room." Miley said.

We walked up to her room. As soon as I walked in, chills went down my spine. It was this room where Bridget was conceived.

We sat down on Miley's bed and I tried my best to not look uncomfortable sitting on it.

"How's Jake?" I asked.

"I love him. Now Lilly, I know you don't want to hear about Jake. You want to know what happen to Oliver." Miley said.

She was right. I looked down at my feet.

"Yes." I mumbled.

"Well after he graduated from UCLA, he started playing soccer for L.A. and 6 months ago he..." Miley began.

"What?" I asked.

"He started dating this girl." she told me.

"Will she be at the wedding?" I asked.

"Yeah. Oliver is Jake's best man." Miley said.

I looked down at my feet again. A part of me was hoping Oliver would be single.

"Lilly, did you honestly expect Oliver to wait for you? He had to move on." Miley said.

I stared at my feet and not saying a word.

"You should've seen the way he was when you left for New York. He cried Lilly." Miley told me.

"Do you think he will realize Bridget is his daughter?" I asked.

"If you say her whole name. He would guess because her middle name is name after Oliver." Miley said.

"I thought we could both be happy if he didn't know about Bridget. He could have his soccer career without a kid to pull him down." I said.

"Lilly, did you ever move on?" Miley asked.

"Kinda. This guy named Danny, he was sweet to me but a jerk to Bridget. So I broke up with him." I told her.

Miley and I sat in silence.

"Oh dress shopping is tomorrow meet me here at noon." Miley told me.

"Ok, I'll be there. I think I'm gonna go and get back to Bridget." I told her.

I hugged Miley goodbye and left.

So I didn't go back home. I went to the beach. I haven't seen a beach in 5 years. I saw Rico's and spots on the beach where I used to hang out. I decided to get something from Rico's for old times sake. As I ate my hotdog, I heard a man's voice.

"Lilly?"

I turned around to see the person I was dreading to see again.