Whenever Dex Johnson had parties, they were guaranteed to be blowouts. Lots of music, lots of people, lots of…alcohol. But he was Miley's latest crush, so Lilly knew it was her responsibility to accompany her to this party.
When they walked in, "Wait a Minute" was blaring from someone's iPod SoundDeck. There was a strobe light flashing everywhere, and tons of people were dancing. Lilly and Miley looked like total knockouts- Miley was wearing a silky purple tube top with jeans and ankle boots, with her hair down and curly, while Lilly had straight hair with denim Bermudas and a striped top. Miley immediately gave Lilly a goodbye squeeze on the hand and then took off to find Dex. Lilly looked around the room, completely bored. She hated this- Miley just dragging her off to parties. But she was still paying for the whole Lucas fiasco, so she guessed she could handle one night.
But it might be a bit easier with something to drink.
She walked over to the keg and picked up a cliché red party cup. All of a sudden, this sleazy looking redhead popped up.
"Hey," he slurred, obviously drunk. "You look soooo nicee.. whatch yer name?"
"Um. Janice." She had no idea where she got Janice, but there was no way she was giving this slimeball her name.
"Hi Janice. I like your shirt," he leered. "Let me help you." He grabbed her cup and filled it with beer before handing it back to her. "Now how about a little thank you kish?" He pushed his face up to hers.
She took a step backwards and looked around nervously. Where the hell was Miley? Oh, in the corner flirting with Dex. She wanted nothing more to yell out her friends name, but Miley just looked so happy.
"Um, thanks."
"Nooo. I want a kish." He shoved his lips onto hers. She could smell the gross beer on his breath.
"Hey!" she heard a voice yell out. She quickly ripped her face away from redhead's and saw Oliver standing there, looking totally pissed.
"That is my girlfriend you're all over, and if you don't leave her alone I'll kick your ass!" Oliver may have been a goofball, but his 6 pack abs and intimidating (when he wanted it to be) voice could scare off almost anybody. They had been best friends since Pre-K, and she had always been able to depend on him for anything- a good laugh, help with a project, advice, or pretending to be her boyfriend when creepy guys hit on her. That last part was a tad creepy all by itself, but she knew he meant well and it was always appreciated. Oliver was one of those one-of-a-kind guys that actually are sweet. And Oliver felt the same way about Lilly- her and Miley's friendships were the two most important things in his life. He just felt like he had a stronger bond with Lilly, since they'd been friends for so much longer and Miley was often busy with Hannah concerts, rehearsals, and events.
Redhead Perv-Bag rolled his eyes and stumbled off, and Oliver realized he still had his arm around Lilly. He quickly dropped it and she turned to look at him.
"Thank you so much, Oliver. What are you doing here?"
He shrugged. "Dex called me up and told me his parents are out of town." He filled a cup of his own with beer and swigged it. "Haven't partied in a while, so I thought I'd come over. I called your cell, and Miley's, like 80 thousand times."
"Yeah, my dad took it away," she admitted. "Too many text messages." She pushed some of her hair behind her ear. "I was just getting something to drink; Miley's off with Dex." Lilly, Oliver realized, looked amazing. There was a special glow about her, as if you blinked for just a moment, you'd miss everything. She was normally moving about 100 miles an hour, but she seemed sad tonight. It probably had something to do with Miley and Dex- Oliver knew she always felt left out when Miles got new crushes. And then there was the whole Lucas thing, which she clearly wasn't over.
"Let's race," Oliver said with a mischievous grin. He held his cup up to his lips and nodded towards Lilly's.
She rolled her eyes, but smiled. Grabbing her cup, she counted down from three and they immediately began chugging the beer.
Three rematches later, Lilly was totally hammered. What a lightweight, Oliver thought, but in truth he was stumbling all over the place too. Lilly was now totally loosened up- she seemed more herself, Oliver thought with a goofy grin. She tugged him towards the dance floor where Mims' "Like This" was now playing. They began grinding, which would have been weird in any other circumstance, but Lilly couldn't even tell what way was up. Or was it which way? She giggled to herself. She looked over and saw Miley happily grinding with Dex. Miley immediately skipped over to her when she saw her.
"Hey! I had no idea you were here, Oliver!"
"Hey Miley! Miley Smiley Riley!" Lilly cracked up. Miley raised her eyebrows and smelled her friends breath.
"Jesus, Lilly, you're drunk as hell!" She groaned. "I'd have you sleep over, but my Dad told me he'd be waiting up. Probably for this very reason."
Oliver grinned again. "I'll take care of her Miley, geez. Stop worrying. You're always so worried." He had no idea what he was saying. He just wanted more beer.
"You too?!" Miley smacked her head against her hand. "Ughhh!"
"You guys can spend the night," Dex told them, walking over. "My parents won't be back till tomorrow night. I'm sure a ton of drunks will have to anyway," he chortled. "Lilly can just tell her parents that she spent the night at your house."
"I guess," Miley sighed. "I just hate lying." Dex wrapped his arms around her and planted a kiss on her cheek, assuring her everything would be fine. Her face turned bright red, and she was sure this was the wrong decision, but she turned to return dancing with him.
Time passed. Hours. The party started to thin out, Miley walked home. There were still people there, but they were all totally trashed. Lilly found herself walking upstairs, tugging Oliver, or being tugged, she couldn't even tell. They opened a door to a room no one was in. One with a bed. Their lips met and they kissed, over and over again, their bodies pushing up against each other and fitting perfectly together.