Disclaimer
[I don't own Hannah Montana. I don't own Let Me Sign by Robert Pattinson. Though, if I did, that would mean I owned Robert Pattinson. And that, my friends, would be heaven for me.]
She held her breath and closed her eyes as the sweet melody played off of her computer, her emotions seeming to take complete control of herself. It was a bittersweet sympathy that played, the artists voice so innocent and sincere, and she always felt this way as it played. "Broken, she has arms twisted… she's pointing at me.. I'll stand but I ain't coming…" She sang softly. It wasn't a long song, about two minutes, and as soon as it was over, she found herself lost. As she always did after listening to it. Was it normal for a simple, short song, to take over her heart like that? Just as the next song began to play, hit stop and opened up the player on another page. She turned the volume down low and focused her attention to the computer once more.
Her eyes rolled over her myspace profile for a brief second before she hit the back button to go back to her homepage. There, she checked the status of her top three friends that just updated and then her eyes fell on her own, which she hasn't updated for three days, as it so kindly told her. "…is going out with Oliver. Be back later!" It used to be that she would often change it to similar things twice a day. To things such as, "…is going skateboarding with Oliver!" or "…is going to a Hannah Montana concert with Miley and Oliver!"
Instead, it stayed "…is going out with Oliver. Be back later!" for way to long. Because it's been way to long since she has last heard his voice. She noticed, though, that his has changed quite often since then. To things such as "…is going to play Volleyball with J-Bear!" or "…is excited to see Joannie tonight!" It hasn't been updated since last night, though, which read "…is curious why she hasn't called."
Was there trouble in paradise? She wasn't sure. Being his best friend, she knew she should call but every time her fingers made their way to his name on her phone, she always found herself placing it back down on her bed.
Her index finger made its way down on her mouse, the page scrolling down to the bulletins. Most of the top ten recent bulletins were from bands. "Check out our show this weekend!" "New song posted!" "Want to win an autograph CD? Click here to find out how!"
The most recent, though, she found was to be posted by Miley, her other best friend. "Guys should pay attention!" Most likely, it was a chain letter. One about what each kiss means, or how to treat a girl right. She's read so many of those, she often ignores them. This time, though, she noticed that another friend had posted it before Miley. It was Joannie's. "Guys should pay attention!" Curious, she clicked on it. It was exactly what she thought it would be - a chain having to do with some sort of sign, but it wasn't like any other ones she's read. This one, for some reason, pulled on her heartstrings.
If I don't call you
[It's because I'm waiting for you to call me.]
Quickly, her eyes swept over to her phone which laid face down on her bed. It was true. She didn't call him because she wanted to call him. She wanted him to think of her, didn't she? She read the next one, her heart pounding. Was this list a thing girls did naturally? Without thinking?
When I walk away from you mad
[Follow me.]
"Oliver, what are you doing?" She asked, irritated.
"Sh, hold on Lilly… Yeah J-Bear?" Oliver turned back to his phone a smile playing across his lips.
Lilly stood there, watching Oliver as he laughed with another girl. As he teased another girl. As he said 'I love you' to another girl… As the minutes passed, she slowly found herself getting angry. Finally, she just threw her surfboard down on the ground and stormed off to the exit of the beach. He didn't even notice she was gone until a half hour later.
When I stare at your mouth
[Kiss me.]
"What?" Oliver tilted his head at Lilly as he stopped in mid chew. "Do I have something on my face?"
"Huh?" Lilly realized she was starting at Oliver, his lips in particular. She flushed in embarrassment after being caught. "No."
"Then why are you staring at me like that?" He asked as he finished his cheesy jerky and swallowed. Lilly watched, enchanted as his tongue ran over his lips to get the salty taste off.
"Oh, um, actually," Lilly lied. "You do have some cheese in the corner, here." Lilly pointed to the corner of his lips.
"Can you get it?" Oliver asked. "My hands…" he gestured to his hands, which were covered in cheese.
Lilly blushed even more and she nodded as she reached over and ran his thumb lightly over the corner of his lips, her eyes locked onto his.
"Thanks," Oliver nodded. "I'm going to go wash my hands." He pulled away and left the table and a very breath-taken Lilly behind.
When I push you or hit you
[Grab me and don't let go.]
She shook her head. That has never happened. Not yet, anyways. She started to read the next one and suddenly, she remembered. It did happen. Maybe it was because she wanted to block it out. That event, it embarrassed her to no end.
When I start cussing at you
[Kiss me and tell me that you love me.]
"Just fuck off, Oliver." Lilly pushed Oliver away from her but as she turned to leave, Oliver grabbed hold of her wrist and pulled her back.
"What's your problem? What did I do?" Oliver asked, desperate yet angry. He was angry she wont tell him what he did wrong yet upset that he knew he did hurt her or else she wouldn't have acted that way.
"You! Joannie!"
"Jo? What's she-"
"She hasn't done anything! It's what YOU do when I'm here and she's on the phone. Or here. Or her name is mentioned or…"
"Wait, wait, wait, are you jealous?" Oliver asked, a smirk playing on his lips.
"You think this is funny?" Lilly asked, her eyes narrowing. "I'm not jealous. You just always ignore me, place me way in the back of your mind…"
"Your jealous." Oliver snickered, his grip loosening.
Lilly took this to her advantage and she ripped herself free from his grasp. "Screw you, Oliver." She ran down the sidewalk in hopes she could get away but she forgot - he was a much faster runner than her. She wanted him to grab her when he was right behind her… to hold her as close as possible to him… but he didn't. Instead, he just stood in her way, his hands on her shoulders at arms length.
"You're my best friend. I love Jo, but she'll never come between us, okay?"
It was funny, she thought, how it turned out that he still said he loved another girl while still trying to convince her she was important. How could she be if he didn't love her? Love, being the most important feeling out there.
When I'm quiet
[Ask me what's wrong.]
"What's wrong with Lilly?" Jackson asked Oliver a few minutes after Oliver and Lilly sat down at Rico's stand.
"Huh?" Oliver looked over at Lilly, who was staring at the menu, lost in her thoughts. "Nothing." He said, looking back at Jackson. "She's just quiet."
"Lilly's never quiet," Jackson said as he looked at Lilly, in hopes of getting a reaction but instead, he was greeted with complete silence.
"She'll be fine, right Lils?" Oliver nudged Lilly, who just looked at him and gave him a half smile. Oliver turned back to Jackson. "Can we have two chocolate shakes?"
"One chocolate, one water," Lilly finally spoke, not looking up. "You can't have sweets, remember?"
"Oh, right," Oliver shook his head. "What she said."
She sighed. She remembered that. The one time he doesn't ask her what's wrong - and it was about him. Right after she found out about him being diabetic, her mind that day was on nothing but him. It was also the day she realized just how much he did love him.
When I ignore you
[Give me your attention.]
"Hey Lils?"
Lilly held up one finger to Oliver and she continued to listen to Miley's detailed conversation of how she came in contact with Orlando Bloom. "Then what happened?
"But Lils…" Oliver sighed and shook his head. "Never mind."
Later, when Lilly asked him what he wanted, he shrugged. "I don't remember now."
When I pull away
[Pull me back.]
"Come on Lils, you have to ride it with me!" Oliver begged as he grabbed hold of Lilly's wrist.
Lilly sighed and shook her head. "Oliver, I'm tired." She pulled away.
"Fine," Oliver huffed and as he looked around the park and spotted his friend nearby. "Hey, Matt!" Lilly watched him leave in amazement. He wasn't supposed to give up until she said yes.
When you see me at my worst
[Tell me I'm beautiful.]
The voices were muffled but Lilly could tell by the pitches that Oliver was at the door and her mother had answered. She debated on if she wanted to get up out of bed and meet Oliver down the stairs or if she wanted to stay in bed, bundled under the covers. She sat up and the cold air across her hot skin answered her question as she slid under the covers.
Her hair was a mess, her nose was red, and her eyes were teary.
"Thanks, Mrs. Truscott." Oliver's voice sounded right outside of Lilly's bedroom door.
In one swift motion, Lilly hid herself underneath the covers just as Oliver opened the door. He sat down next to her and he placed a hand on the covers. "I know your up."
"Go away," Lilly sniffed as she held on tightly to the covers. "I don't want to get you sick."
"Please," Oliver shook his head. "I'll be fine. I just want to see how you're doing." He said as he pulled back the covers.
Lilly groaned as she brushed her hair from her eyes. She looked at Oliver's smirking face and she suddenly felt very self-conscious. "What?"
"You look terrible."
"Thanks!" Lilly pushed Oliver off the bed and she hid herself under the covers once more.
When you see me start crying
[Hold me and tell me everything will be alright.]
She tried to think back to all the times she's cried, and suddenly she realized something. Oliver, in fact, never held her. Why? He would sit next to her. Soother her. Console her. Even made her laugh. Not once, though, not even once did he put his arm around her during that time in need and whisper, "It's okay." Was that a boundary best friends couldn't cross? If it was, that was stupid. She has only ever seen Oliver cry once but she remembers it all to well and she remembers placing an arm around him, telling him his stuff bear, Mr. Wiggles, was in a better place.
Granted, they were five… but did age really matter?
When you see me walking
[Sneak up and hug my waist from behind.]
She sighed. She's often thought of Oliver doing that to her. Seeing it done in movies, seeing Jake do that to Miley, always made her feel envy. She wasn't sure why, but the thought of a guy holding a girl at the waist just shows a sign of security. Something she never felt before.
When I'm scared
[Protect me.]
"It's getting dark, Lilly, will you be okay walking home?" Mrs. Oken asked as Lilly made her way to the front door.
"I live just down the street. I'll be okay."
"Where's Oliver? He should walk you."
"Sleeping. We were watching a movie."
"Oh, well… I'll just go wake him…"
"No," Lilly laughed a little. "Really, it's okay. I'll be fine. Thanks for dinner. Bye!" Lilly rushed out the front door before Mrs. Oken could say another word. As she walked across the street, she didn't realize just how dark… or quiet it was… now that she was by herself. Pulling her jacket tighter around herself, Lilly felt herself feeling suddenly aware of her surroundings. When she got home that night, she fell asleep with the light on.
When I lay my head on your shoulder
[Tilt my head up and kiss me.]
She flushed a light pink as she thought about the countless of times she would find herself laying her head on his shoulder, either from laughing so hard or almost falling asleep in the car. Each time, they would pull away after realizing just how close they were. Their eyes would meet, their lips would be just inches apart.. She sighed. Each time, she wished more than anything, he would surprise her and close that space.
When I grab your hands
[Hold mine and play with my fingers.]
"Here."
Lilly skeptically looked at Oliver as he held out his hand. "No."
Oliver raised an eyebrow. "Come on." He waved his hand at hers. "I wont do anything, I promise."
"You said that the last time we went ice skating," Lilly shook her head. "I couldn't sit down for a week."
"Just.. Come on." Oliver sighed.
Lilly took in a breath and finally gave in. She took hold of his hand and he led her around the rink once before stopping and grabbing her other hand. Lilly blushed. "What are you-"
Before she could even finish her question, Lilly found herself being spun around fast. Really fast. Until finally, she hit the ground. "Oliver," she moan as she tried to stand up. "You're so dead."
When I tease you
[Tease me back and make me laugh.]
That was what their whole friendship was based on. She would often tease him and he would retort back. That wasn't a sign… was it?
When I don't answer for a long time
[Reassure me that everything is okay.]
"Lilly? Lils, are you okay?"
Lilly didn't answer. Instead, she just started at Oliver, bewildered. Hurt.
"Lilly? Did you hear me?"
"You… you love…Jo?" Lilly finally spoke, her eyes still in a daze.
"Yeah, isn't that great? Who would have thought, huh?"
Lilly didn't say a word.
"Lilly?"
Lilly didn't respond. She didn't want to lie.
When I look at you with doubt
[Back yourself up.]
She sighed. She didn't think there was ever a time that she did look at him with doubt. There were times where he doubted himself, but that's why she was his best friend. So that she was there to boost his confidence up even more.
When I say that I like you
[I really do; more than you could understand.]
"Lilly, why do you hate me?"
Lilly pulled her eyes away from her book and she looked at Oliver, confused. "What? Who said that?"
"It's not who said what," Oliver sighed and rolled his eyes. "It's what you're doing."
"What am I doing?" Lilly asked ask she looked herself up and down and then at her book. "Reading?"
"You're ignoring me."
"I'm reading, not ignoring you."
"What's the point on sitting with me if you're going to ignore me?"
"We're in study hall," Lilly rolled her eyes. "We're in the library. If we're not-"
"Shh!"
Lilly turned around to look at the librarian and she sighed. "See?"
Oliver smirked. "You still hate me."
"Oliver! I do not.."
"Shh!!"
Lilly groaned and turned to her book.
"You never denied it."
Lilly peered over her book. "What do you want me to do, put a big banner up in front of the school?" Lilly whispered.
"Yes." Oliver grinned.
Lilly shook her head. "How about I just say I like you and we'll end it right there."
"So you don't love me?" Oliver pouted.
When I bump into you
[Bump into me back and make me laugh.]
She grinned to herself. She did that often. She would bump into Oliver when they were in a serious conversation, just to lighten the mood, and he would often look down at her and smile. He never bumped her back, though.
No - wait, he has. Now that she thinks about it, he's done it recently and she would always do it back again. One time, it brought them into a fit of laughter in the hall at school and the next day, they both said the same thing.
"My hip is bruised."
When I tell you a secret
[Keep it safe and untold.]
She raised an eyebrow at that one. If she wasn't able to tell Oliver anything, then they wouldn't be best friends, would they? The best thing about Oliver is that he never told a secret of hers or Miley's. He was careful not to.
When I look you in the eyes
[Don't look away until I do.]
He always did. She was thankful for that, though, because then he would wonder why she kept look at him. She would be embarrassed. Looking into his eyes was defiantly not something she should do, especially if he's taken.
When I miss you
[I'm hurting inside.]
She does. She is. She's missing him right now and it never pained her so much to be without him.
When you break my heart
[The pain never really goes away.]
The pain is still there. It's there every time she sees him.
When I say it's over
[I still want you to be mine.]
She shook her head and sat back in her chair. She would never say it was over. Never. Why would she give him up to somebody else?
That was the end. The end of the bulletin and she found herself thinking it was missing something and she didn't feel like she should post it until she figured it out. She read the last bit, the chain part, and shook her head. Something as beautiful as what she just read shouldn't have ended with something like "Post in 5 minutes or else ur love life will be ruined 4ever!"
Something… something… She sat up in her chair, an idea striking her, hard. She clicked her mouse over all the signs, copied it. Then, she opened up a new bulletin post and pasted everything inside. At the very end, she typed out what she felt fit it best.
When I repost this bulletin
[I want you to read it.]
She sat back and read it over to herself, proud. Who knew she had a poetic, romantic side? Not her, that's for sure. She titled the bulletin, "Let Me Sign", and posted it before she could change her mind. She went back to her homepage and looked over at her top friends. Smoken Oken… "Online Now".
"Lilly!"
Her ears perked up to her mother's yell from down the stairs.
"I'm going to the mall, do you want to come with?"
The mall? She signed out and stood up. "Yeah!"
Once she reached the bottom of the stairs, she saw her mom putting on her coat.
"Ready?"
She patted her pockets and shook her head. "I left my phone upstairs, let me go get it." Lilly turned around and ran back up the stairs and to her room.
There on her bed, was her phone, and it was buzzing. She picked it up and turned it over to the front screen, and she bit her lower lip.
Oliver calling…
Author's Note: Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays! Or Happy Christmas, Merry Holidays! Whichever. Depending on reviews, this may or may not be finished. I'm debating: To write Oliver reading or not to write what Oliver is reading? That is the question… you can answer =P By the way, this IS a real bulletin, and I believe I stole it off of Mari (AlwaysxAddicted) when she posted it. I have no idea who actually wrote it… I was just inspired by it.