Disclaimer: Hullo people of the internet! I do not own Hannah Montana, characters, or actors related to the show. They all belong to Disney. The only thing belonging to me is the situation for the story.
Summary: Lilly Truscott was one of the toughest people alive. She felt emotions the same as any other. She just didn't show it openly. She didn't cry when she skinned her knee when she was three. She didn't cry as the bigger boys pushed her to the ground. She didn't cry when her and Oliver had their first fight. She didn't cry as she watched her dad break her mother's heart. She didn't cry when the divorce was finalized. She didn't cry. But all that will change when her heart experiences the strongest pain she's ever felt. When she does break, who will be there to catch her?
Pairing: Lilly/Oliver/Loliver
Setting: Between seasons 3-4 Lilly and Oliver are both sixteen and Oliver just left for his tour and they aren't together yet! A bit AU as it doesn't follow exact canon.
Random note: Lines separate time frame so you don't get confused. I hope you enjoy.
Think that's everything...
~ Loving Harmione 101
Chapter One: A Night Out
Sixteen year old Lillian Marie Truscott skateboarded home as she burst through the front door.
"I got it mom!" She yelled as said woman came running into the room. She saw the plastic I.D. Lilly held up. She beamed at her daughter as she danced around the room holding her driver's license in the air. Lilly grabbed her hands and twirled them around a few times.
"That's wonderful Lilly. I'm so proud of you!" Heather Truscott laughed as she spun.
"Why don't we go out to celebrate?" She chuckled as Lilly bounded up the stairs.
Lilly dug around her closet as she held a black Radiohead t-shirt up in victory. She pressed speed dial number two on her phone as she held it to her ear.
"Hey Lils." She smiled at her nickname. Oliver was the only one who could get away with it. She heard commotion in the background. It's been a week since he left for his month long tour. She already missed him like crazy.
"Your best friend is now a licensed driver." Lilly shouted in his ear.
"That's great!" He laughed on the other end of the line. She ducked back into her closet before jumping up with a pair of dark blue jeans.
"I gotta go. Mom and I are going out to celebrate." She halted in silent battle for what to say next.
"Haha. Have fun. Talk to you soon Lils." She hung up before finally saying the words to herself silently. I miss you.
"Let's go!" The shouted words were Heather's only warning before a hand latched onto hers. She laughed as she was pulled out the door faster than she could blink. She somehow managed to snatch something off the counter before she was outside.
"Aren't you forgetting something, Lilly?" She teased her daughter as she held something up.
She blushed deep red before lunging at her mother playfully. She twirled the key ring around her finger as she helped her mom up. Unlike most teens her age, Lilly enjoyed her relationship with her mother. They were very close.
"Where to?" Lilly backed the silver SUV out of the driveway.
"Surprise me." A cackle met Heather's ears as she smirked sideways. She stopped at a red light just down the street before turning right. The front windows rolled down as the wind played with their blonde hair. Lilly was breathless as she stared up at the pink sky. Sunset. Her favorite time of day.
"Pretty." Heather spoke Lilly's thoughts.
They've been driving for a half hour and her mom was very curious. "Where are we going?"
"A surprise." She playfully nudged her daughter. Fifteen minutes later, the car took a sharp right before entering a parking lot. Heather stared at the bright red letters across the roof panel.
"Coco's?" The second she got the question out, her door opened. Lilly grabbed her hand all but pushing her inside the restaurant. She chuckled as Lilly bounced next to her as they waited to be seated. Eyes stared at the two blondes as they skipped to their table. The smiles just couldn't leave their faces. Lilly smiled secretly to herself. She politely declined a menu. They ordered their drinks and gave her mom time to decide. Seeing her mother's curious glance, she shrugged. She couldn't decide so she turned to Lilly.
"Want to split something?" Lilly's eyes sparkled mischievously. As the waitress approached, she whispered something into her ear. Heather watched her walk away. She raised her eyebrows in silent question. Lilly winked up at her. Knowing she wasn't going to get a direct answer, she broke the silence.
"So, how did you know about this place?"
Lilly's eyes glanced down and focused on the table top. She bit her lip as she traced invisible trails on the polished wood. She finally met her mother's eyes.
"When you and he were going through the divorce-" Heather looked at her daughter sadly. She refused to call him dad. "-The day it was finalized, Oli- the Okens picked me up from school. They brought me here. We sat in this exact booth." She reached across the table and grabbed her hand.
"My baby girl is a driver. Any plans for any special boys in your life?" Lilly smiled thankfully for the change of subject. Before the words sunk in.
"Mooooooooother." A head thunked on the table. Thankfully she was spared from answering. She nearly shouted a thank you to the poor waitress. Her mom eyed the dish curiously. She carefully scooped half the heavenly smelling pasta onto a spare plate. She poked it across to her mother not even acknowledging the knowing smirk she knew was there. She watched in amusement as her mother took her first bite. She snickered as she saw her eyes widen in delight. That was saying something. Heather Truscott was not a big fan of seafood. She finally dug into her own plate.
"Last I remember, we both never cared for seafood. Especially shrimp." Heather spoke after swallowing a few more bites. She grinned cheekily. That was definitely worth the glare sent her way.
"Mrs. Oken ordered it when she brought me here. Me and Oliver ended up switching plates with her." Again the knowing smirk appeared. Lilly wiped her mouth to bite back her retort. Her mother snickered knowing her daughter too well. She reached for the check the waitress had slipped on the table. Lilly smacked her hand to the side.
"Lillian Mar-" She leapt up and chased after the running girl. By the time she caught up, Lilly had already been handed a receipt. She chuckled as they hugged.
"I love you."
"Love you too." They got outside as Lilly unlocked the car.
"So what did Oliver and Miley say?"
"Shoot. Miley." Lilly mumbled without taking her eyes off the road. She was oblivious to her mother's eyes glittering with amusement.
Her mother fought back a coo. "How long did you wait to tell him?" The question finally got out after peels of laughter calmed. Lilly's lips twitched and her hands tightened around the steering wheel. She waited until they came across a red light.
"When I went upstairs to change." She playfully punched her mom's shoulder. The light turned green as she drove on.
"Under five minutes. That's a rec-" A screeching was heard by Heather's side of the car. Light was the last thing they saw before darkness claimed them.
Lilly flinched as she blinked her eyes open. Her head and side were pounding as she tried to sit up.
"Lilly."A soft voice spoke, yet it was like a bull horn to her ears. They gently pushed her back down. "You're okay." Her eyes were blurry as she tried to make out the figure above her. She slowly moved her aching head to see an unconscious blonde woman being carried away from a silver car. "Mom!" She moved to raise to her knees. Sirens were the last thing she heard as she collapsed into a pair of arms.
The next time she awoke, she was blinded by white lights. A gasp of pain escaped her lips as she moved to shield her eyes. What she thought were footsteps could be heard somewhere. A mumbled voice broke through the ringing in her ears. It sounded again as she removed her arms from her eyes.
"Sweetie?"
"Lilly?"
"Can you hear me?" She turned her head to try to find the voice. Her vision was still blurry as her bangs were swept out of her face.
"Lilly?"
"M- Mmmmm- Mom?" She managed to stutter out before holding her head. A cool paper towel was being swiped across her face as she blinked several times. The figure beside her was familiar. She tried to place the soothing voice. Memories bombarded her mind. Her driver's license. Dinner with her mom. Screeching. Voices. Lights.
She panicked and found it hard to breathe.
A hand was rubbing her back. "Deep breaths. Breathe in and out slowly." Once her breathing was under control, she slowly sat up.
Her vision was clearer as she blinked a foreign moisture away. The figure began to take shape with every blink.
"Mrs. Oken?"
