Swept Away
Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Montana, buuuutttt I do own Ricky Smike drools (lol)
A/N: This is my 1st Hannah Montana fanfic, gotta start small...
Lilly positions the camera, flattens her hair, and hits the little red 'Record' button.
Lilly: Um...Hey...I guess I should start with my name...I'm Lilly. Lilly, the almost nobody. Nothing exciting ever happens to me. Until the day. One warm, sunny day, about 3 years ago, a new girl moved in. Naturally I was curious about her and, once we started talking, we were best friends.
Lilly sighs, adjusts the camera and continues.
Lilly: We had a whole lot of good times, with our friend Oliver. Her name was Miley. Most people probably know her as Hannah Montana. I can tell you this, because she doesn't give a crap, or at least-- I wouldn't know because I haven't heard from her for 2 years.
Lilly nods, her expresion defiant, but sad too.
Lilly: I wish I knew what happened to her, and the only link I have to my old life with Miley is an old, out-of-style pair of high-heels and a bracelet with Miley and Lilly etched into a silver bead. But, I might have thrown that away when I read an article about her. The article states that the place she used to live is nothing more than a big, stupid memory and that she likes the new place she lives better. Okay, so she didn't say it exactly like that, but still, she likes her new stupid mansion in stupid---uh---where-ever it was she lives now. Hold on a sec.
Lilly picks up the phone and dials Oliver's number.
Lilly: Hey Oliver.
Oliver: Yeah?
Lilly: Where did Han—I mean Miley move to?
Oliver: ...
Oliver hangs up the phone without answering her question.
Lilly: Whenever I mention it, Oliver goes crazy. I think he loved her. I hate her so much sometimes. She broke Oliver's heart when she left. He consider killing himself, and I barely managed to stop him. But now, she's torn him so much, he made an attempt when he say an article:
Hannah Montana and Ricky Smike, the hottest, newest couple!
He was in the hospital for a while, while they fixed the stab wounds, I want Hannah to know, I almost collasped when he did that, and I want her to know she almost killed him.
Lilly smiles weakly and continues on
Lilly: If anyone finds this tape, send it to Hannah Montana, by then, it will be too late for me. And maybe even Oliver.
Lilly hits the off button and starts to cry and she gets ready to do the worst thing she could ever do.