Hey! This is my first Hannah Montana fic, so go easy on me if it totally sucks. First off, I own nothing that has to do with Hannah Montana...except a DVD and CD. I also do not own Fall Out Boy or their song Saturday which is what the title is based off of. I also mention MTV, Laguna Beach, and The Hills, which I also do not own.

So this first chapter is in Lily and Miley's POV's, but the rest is in neither as well as the first paragraph.

Miley squealed as her ring finger touched the barrel of her curling iron. She quickly ran her finger under the cold water pouring from the faucet. She felt like she was in a foreign place. This wasn't her curling iron. This wasn't her water running out of the faucet she uses every morning to brush her teeth. This wasn't her bathroom and this wasn't her house.

Miley's POV

"Miley?" A familiar voice whispered through the crack between the door and its frame, "Are you almost done, my mom's gonna be up soon. You know what you have to do."

"I'll be out in a minute." I looked at myself in the mirror. I felt disgusting. I just spent the night at one of my oldest friend's house. I woke up naked next to him. I felt dirty. But when he got up, I felt kind of empty. I turned off the curling iron and removed any trace that I was in there. I walked out into the familiar hall and back to the familiar bedroom.

Oliver sat on the edge of his bed in just his boxers, his brown shaggy hair hanging over his eyes. He looked up at me and smiled. His smile was gorgeous. He patted the bed next to him, so I sat down next to him. He wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into a kiss. His lips tasted like mint and citrus.

"I should go," I mumbled between kisses, "before your mom-wakes up."

"I don't want-you to-go."

"I need to." I pulled away. "I told Lily I'd meet her before we went back to my house so my dad doesn't know I was here."

"You don't have to go." He gave me his pout face. "You could just stay here. I have a lock on my door. You have a phone. You can call your dad and Lily. I wanna be with you."

"I can't." I shrugged, got up and headed for the window. "I'll call you later."

I crawled out the window, safely landing on the ground. I turned and grabbed my stuff. He came over to the window and gave me a quick kiss before shutting his window. I quickly walked to my car that I had parked a block away.

We'd been doing this for over two years. We started about the end of sophomore year. No sex then, just sneaking over. Kissing. Fooling around a little. Then junior year came around and we became more. We fell in love. Now we're seniors, and we spend all of our time together, so I didn't really keep in touch with Lily much. We saw each other in class and every Saturday when we pretended I slept at her house on Fridays.

I drove a few miles to Lily's house and called her to let her know I was waiting for her.

"Hey, I'm here."

"I'll be right out." She said, sounding a little irritated.

A few minutes later, she jumped down her front steps and hopped into my jeep. Her blonde hair was pulled into a tight pony tail that she had curled so it flowed down her back. We rode in silence. I could tell she was getting sick of lying to my dad and being forced to hang out with me every Saturday.

"Are you mad or something?" I questioned.

"No." She said simply.

"Look, I'm really sorry that I've been making you do this." I turned onto my street.

"It's okay." She sounded like she was lying. "I get it. Hey, you know what we should do?"

"What?" I pulled into the driveway.

"Let's have a Lily and Miley weekend." She hopped out happily and I followed her into the house. She flipped on the lights. "You know, you actually sleeping over and us spending all weeke-"

I looked where she was staring, gasped and almost fell over. Jackson was naked on the couch, covered only by a blanket right above is...ugh, it was too much for me to think about.

"JACKSON!" I screamed. "What the hell are you doing?"

He jumped, looked over at us and covered himself all the way.

"What are you doing?" He started yelling at us. "Go upstairs Miles. NOW!"

We ran up stairs, giggling all the way. What an idiot. Lily jumped onto my bed and smiled.

"You're brother is nuts." She finally spit out after our giggle fit. "And I'm not talking about that kind of nuts. What is he even doing home? He's supposed to be at school in New York isn't he?"

"I guess I forgot he was coming home this weekend for the summer." I said. "Sorry about that. I hope it didn't scar you for life.

"No worries." She shrugged. "I've seen my dad in a speedo once at the beach. So not a pretty sight."

"Gross!" I cringed, now picturing it in my mind. "So what should we do today?"

"I don't know." She looked thoughtfully. "Whatever we do, make sure it includes food. I'm starving."

"Great!" I jumped up and ran towards the door. "Let's go downstairs and eat!"

We walked downstairs to the kitchen with no Jackson in sight, thank god. I hate when he comes home from school. He must have gone to a party last night, gotten super drunk, and came home and fell asleep on the couch. I have no idea how he got naked, but somewhere in there he did.

"So where'd Jackson go?" Lily looked around.

"Who cares?" I opened the fridge and pulled out some food. "Grab what you want. I'm gonna go out to the porch."

Lily's POV

"Sure," I said as she turned her back to go outside. "I'll be right out."

I grabbed some bread, ham and mustard out of the fridge to make myself a sandwich. I was just about to grab some chips and head outside when Jackson came down the stairs.

"Hey Lil." He ruffled my hair like I was a little girl. "Where's Miley?"

"Outside." I set down my plate and chips. "So what was that all about earlier?"

"Oh." His smile faded and he said, "I guess I passed out on the couch, I don't really remember. Sorry by the way. Didn't mean to scare you two like that."

"No big deal," I said. "I've seen worse sights. So how long are you staying here?"

"I'm here until I start school again in September." He smiled at me. He was wearing some pajama pants and his hair was disheveled. "Are you gonna go out and sit with Miley?"

"Oh, yeah I was," I remembered that she was along outside. "Am, I am going out. You wanna join us?"

The words fell out of my mouth before I could think about it. He simply smiled and said, "No thanks, I'm going back to bed. See ya," and he walked away. I sighed and walked outside to find that Miley had already finished her food.

"What took you so long?" She said, "I've already finished and gotten hungry again."

"Nothing, I just couldn't find what I needed."

I ate in silence. Miley got up after a few minutes and brought her garbage inside and when she got back I was finished, so we both went inside and turned on the TV. Hannah's face popped onto the screen but Miley immediately turned it off.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." She surfed the channels and finally settled on MTV. "I'm just so sick of seeing my face everywhere I go. I've grown up, but my dad won't let Hannah grow up. I look like such a baby."

"Oh." I really had no idea what to say, so I said this, "I have to pee."

I ran up the stairs to the bathroom and nearly fell back down them after colliding with Jackson, still only in pants with is hair even more messy than before...if that was possible.

"Whoops!" He put his arms around me to keep me steady. "You okay?"

"Yeah." I said. "I'm just going to the bathroom."

"Me too." Jackson said as he turned red after realizing he still had his arm around my waist. He quickly let go of his grip and stepped out of the way. "You go ahead first."

"Oh, it's okay." I stood my ground. "You can go ahead. It's your house."

"You're the guest," He pushed me on my way a little. "So you go ahead."

"Okay. Thanks." I went into the bathroom and noticed I had been blushing. I was bright red. He probably thought I was a huge loser.

When I got out of the bathroom, Jackson was still standing there, waiting for me to get out. He smiled at me and said, "Miley's been calling for you," and shut the door behind him in the bathroom.

I got downstairs to Miley on the couch with her face in horror. She wasn't crying, but she looked like she was going to.

"Miley?" I ran over to her and put my arm around her. "What's wrong?"

"I cannot believe that jerk." She just stared straight ahead at the TV. "I just saw an interview with Jake Ryan. He said that not only was he dating Hannah Montana, but apparently we're already planning our wedding! When they asked about my boyfriend, since everyone knows I have a boyfriend but they don't know who, he said that I had left my old boyfriend for him months ago!"

"I'll kill him for you." I stood up enraged.

"I need to call Oliver." She frantically stood up to look for her phone. "I have to go over there and let him know it's a lie."

"He probably doesn't even know yet Miley." I tried to stop her from leaving. "Come on. If he finds out, you're probably the first person he'll go to. Miley! Saturday's are our days. You cannot just lea-"

But she was already gone. She always did this. Anytime we where having fun and being best friends again, something happened and she ran out the door for Oliver. So now I'm stuck here with no way of going home.

"Miles!" I heard Jackson yell from the bathroom. "Miley! Can you bring me a towel?"

"Miley had to leave." I replied as I ran up the stairs. I grabbed him a towel, knocked on the door and shielded my eyes, just in case. "Here."

"Thanks Lil." He grabbed it and shut the door once my hand was safely out of the way. "So where did she go?"

"Where do you think?" I knew I was sounding like a huge brat, but I had a good reason. My best friend just ditched me for her boyfriend for the gazillionth time. We always made a promise when we started dating someone new that we would never ignore eachother. Like that ever worked.

"Oliver's again?" He asked and I mumbled a 'yes'. I was leaning against the door and it swung open, scarring me half to death. Jackson caught me before I could smack my head on the floor. "Sorry."

"It's my fault. But anyway, yeah. She's at Oliver's." I stood up and faced him. "Something about Jake Ryan dating Hannah supposedly and she freaked and left, leaving me here with no ride home."

"I could drive you." He said. "I have my car here. Just let me get dressed and I'll be right down."

"Thanks Jackson." We smiled at each other. He smiled the same smile he did when we had a little fling, I guess you would call it, two years ago, my sophomore and his senior year. My heart melted, but I didn't show it. I walked down the stairs slowly, and plopped down on the couch to wait for him. The TV was still on and some The Hills or Laguna Beach re-run was showing some bitchy, slutty girl being yelled at by a semi-hot about doing something on a pole or at a bar or some nonsense. I flipped it off just before I heard Jackson coming down the stairs. His hair was still wet but at least he was wearing clothes.

"You ready?" He grabbed his keys and walked over and opened the door.

"Yeah." I grabbed my bag and my phone and walked out the door in before him towards his car. It was filthy, like had been to a party and they trashed it as a prank or something.

"Maybe I should run it through the car wash..." He got in after I had and laughed a little.

"I don't mind." Any more time I could spend with Jackson, I'd take.

"Cool." He turned on the radio and other than it, we drove in silence. We pulled up the the first gas station with car wash we could find and went straight to the automatic wash. He punched in whatever he had to on the machine and we lurched forward.

"So how's school?" I asked to kill the quiet.

"Well," He hesitated, "I wanna drop out. It's just not my thing. I haven't told Miley or my dad yet, so don't say anything."

"I won't." I smiled reassuringly at him. "So...Are you dating anyone?"

"Not really." He didn't look at me. "There was this one girl, but she was cheating on me...with another girl."

"Oh." I tried not to laugh and it came out as a sort of snort-like-a-pig thing. He started laugh too, so I let it out. "I'm sorry. It's just funny."

"No. No, it is kinda funny." We both stopped laughing before the rinse cycle. "Are you? Seeing anyone I mean. Not cheating on someone with another girl."

"No. To both." I looked at him and he looked at me. I truly missed him. The rinsing began. We where still looking at each other. I leaned in. He leaned in. Our lips touched just a little, just enough to feel his breath, and to feel that tingle you get when you kiss someone you really like. Then, without thought, I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into a deeper kiss. He ran his hands in my hair. The car lurched forward, we jumped apart and realized that the wash was over and we where placed into the hot sun once more. I looked straight ahead, but I could tell he was looking at me. After a few minutes, he turned his head and started driving me home.

"Sorry." I said quietly. "I guess I just got caught up in the moment."

"Don't be." We pulled into my driveway and he turned to face me. "I liked it."

"I should go." I got out of the car and heard his voice as I walked up to my door.

"Lily? You wanna go out tonight?" He was hanging out of his window and smiling at me.

"I shouldn't." I walked back over to him.

"Okay." He leaned back into his car. "So I'll pick you up at 7?"

"That'd be great." I smiled and went inside.

Fixed a bunch of mistakes. I'm updating all the chapters for now and working on a new chapter. Let me know if you find any mistakes I missed.