AN: Ok, I'm sorry about the jealous kick. I write what I feel, and well, yeah. But...this is the last one, I promise. Then I'll try my hardest to write something happy for you guys.
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She taught you how to be strong.
How to stand on your own and break out of that shell you were living in.
She loved you.
You never even took a second look at her, did you?
You were much too busy being Hannah Montana and dating the perfect boy.
Oliver Oken.
You and Oliver had your perfect life.
While poor Lilly Truscott faded into the best friend zone.
Forever trapped there.
She knew she was trapped there.
So she gave up.
Lilly lost all hope of ever becoming more then a best friend.
I tried my hardest to make sure she was alright after that.
But as I'm sure you know, best friends can only do so much.
So now I sit here and hold her as she cries her eyes out after another fight with you.
Another fight with the perfect Miley Stewart.
This is what happens almost every other week.
Tomorrow you'll call her, make up, and everything will be perfect in your eyes again.
Back to being the perfect set of best friends.
It's not perfect, though.
It never has been.
I understand that.
Maybe you should start.
Then, then maybe Lilly can move on and be happy.
Because speaking from personal experience.
The best friend zone sucks.
AN: You can take that from Jake's POV. Mikayla's. I don't honestly care.