I love holidays and I like to go all out for them and since it's that season, I've decided to create section for holiday one-shots! I'm doing two more sections for two different ideas (for one-shots) so be sure to keep an eye out for those!

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!

Summary: I got this idea from the one and only Era with the little Guestbook postage she did for Thanksgiving. Oliver and his parents are going over to Lily's for Thanksgiving… and Lily tells Oliver just exactly what she's thankful for.

I don't own Hannah Montana. Never have, never will.

Thursday: November 22, 2007

Thanksgiving

There was a light vibration against Oliver Oken's thigh as he looked at himself over and over again in the mirror. He wasn't sure why, but something in his head told him he should look his best. Sighing, he stopped patting the top of his moppy brown hair and he stood straight. It was useless. His hair was always going to be a little messy, no matter what. Noticing the vibration, he reached his hand in his denim jeans and pulled out his black phone to look at the screen.

You have one new message.

Lil-lay (5:35pm.)

He flipped his phone open to see Lily asking why they weren't there yet. He gave a little chuckle. The Oken's live right across the street from the Truscott's and Lily told Oliver that he and his parents should arrive for dinner at five-thirty. Grinning, he text Lily back saying they wanted to arrive fashionably late.

A minute later, the phone began to ring once more.

You doughnut! Get over here!

He shook his head and placed his phone back into his pocket. He looked over himself once more and he tucked at his green polo Lily had given him last year for Christmas. He had on black long-sleeve shirt underneath so that he wasn't cold walking over there. It was beginning to get chilly in Malibu to the point where he would have to wear a jacket but as of this moment, that was the last thing he wanted to do.

He shut the light off in the bathroom and began to walk down the stairs, yelling for his mom and dad.

"Are you guys ready?"

"Are you?" Mrs. Oken asked, appearing in the doorway of the kitchen, his dad right behind her.

"We've been waiting on you."

"Oh," Oliver blushed a little. "Yeah, I'm ready."

"Okay then, let's go." Mrs. Oken said as she grabbed the keys.

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"Lily, hun, calm down."

Lily Truscott stopped pacing in front of the doorway to look up at her mom. She had her beautiful blonde hair up in a ponytail and she was wearing an apron that said "Hotter than the turkey." Lily chucked at it as she read it again, remembering the day she bought it. Oliver was with her last weekend and the two decided to buy it for a surprise. This was the first Thanksgiving Lily was going to have without her dad and because of that, she wanted to make it special for her mom. Since it was just Oliver and his parents, they decided to do dinner together this week.

"I'm fine, mom." Lily sighed as she sat down on the stairs, waiting as she watched the door. "Why aren't they here yet?"

"It's only twenty until six, honey. They'll be here." Mrs. Truscott said as she walked back into the kitchen. "Can you give me a hand and set the table?"

Lily sighed and nodded as she hopped off the stairs and walked into the dinning room. Her mom had already set the piles of plates and glasses, Lily just had to set it. As she was doing so, she made sure to place it so that she and Oliver could sit next to each other. As she placed the last plate down, her phone buzzed and then the door bell rang. They were there.

Quickly, Lily ran through the kitchen and towards the door to answer but before she did, she looked at her mom and sighed. "Mom, take off apron!"

"I'm still cooking, Lily!" Her mom shook her head. "Just answer the door, huh?"

Lily sighed and ran her hand through her long blonde hair, trying to make it look decent. Taking in a breath, Lily opened up the door and froze when she saw Oliver. She couldn't believe how good he looked. Shaking her head, she smiled and stepped aside.

"Come in, guys. Thanks for coming."

"Thanks for having us over, Lily," Mrs. Oken said as she followed Oliver and her husband into the house.

Lily just nodded as she took Mr. and Mrs. Oken's jackets and she pointed to the kitchen. "My mom's in there."

"Thanks," Mr. Oken said and the two parents went into the kitchen, leaving Lily and Oliver alone. They stood there staring at each other. Finally, Oliver broke the silence.

"How's your mom doing?"

Lily shrugged. "She's doing okay, I guess. I mean - she was crying this morning but I think having you guys here is helping a lot."

"Well what about you?"

"Me?" Lily raised an eyebrow and shook her head. "I'm doing fine."

"Are you really?" Oliver asked, taking a step closer to Lily and looking into her eyes. "You've been crying."

Lily laughed and shook her head. "Get out of her, I have not."

Oliver just looked at Lily and she sighed. "Okay, maybe I cried a little… okay a lot." Lily sighed and walked into the living room, placing the jacket's on the couch and then she sat down on the floor, Oliver following suit.

"Smile, huh?" Oliver nudged her. "I'm wearing that dorky shirt you got me last year, after all."

"I see that," Lily laughed as she tucked at it. She looked at the collar to see that it was messed up so she sat on her knees and turned to face him. As she was fixing it, she couldn't help but blurt out, "You look really good in it."

"Thanks," Oliver blushed and then grinned. "I am Smoken Oken, after all."

Lily laughed and did something she shouldn't have, she looked into his eyes. They sat there for a minute or so until finally, Lily's mom called out to them.

"Kids, dinner is ready!"

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"Oh, I'm stuffed," Oliver whined as he pushed his plate in front of him. "I'm too tired to move." He looked at Lily and suddenly gave her puppy dog eyes.

"No way."

"Please?" Oliver cried and patted his stomach.

Lily looked at him for a moment and sighed. She stood up and grabbed her plate as well as Oliver's to take them to the kitchen. As she placed them in the sink, her mom had dropped off more and guided Lily to the side. "Why don't you and Oliver go ahead and go upstairs?"

"Huh?" Lily raised an eyebrow at her mom. "I want to help clean up."

"Don't worry about it," Mrs. Truscott smiled. "I'll get them. You did more than enough today."

"But mom-"

"No buts," Mrs. Truscott crossed her arms over her chest and she looked at Lily, her beautiful blue eyes bright as Lily's. "I'll call you two when we're ready with dessert, okay?"

"Okay," Lily nodded and inexpediently hugged her mom. "I love you."

"I love you, too." Mrs. Truscott hugged back, holding her daughter tightly. "Now go have fun." Lily felt empty as soon as her mom left her arms and she couldn't help but feel a little down. She loved her mom more than anything - well… not anything. She loved Oliver equally the same. Without either of them, Lily knew she was going to be lost.

Sighing, she leaned up against the entry way to the dinning room and couldn't help but feel envious. Oliver was sitting there, laughing and chatting with his father while his mother put in her two cents every now and then. He looked happy and that made her love him even more. He made her happy and more than anything - she wished she could be that to him.

She needed him more than he needed her.

"Lily! Come join us," Mrs. Oken broke Lily's thoughts, and pointed to Lily's seat.

Lily suddenly flushed as she realized she was looking at Oliver - and he was looking at her. She turned her head to Mrs. Oken's direction and placed on a smile. "No, that's okay. I'm actually going to head upstairs for a little bit," she turned to Oliver as she stood up straight. "Want to come?"

Oliver flashed Lily his million dollar smile and nodded. "I'll be up there in a minute, I'm just going to go to the bathroom."

"Okay," Lily nodded and watched as Oliver stood up and made his way out of the dinning room and down the hall.

Mr. and Mrs. Oken couldn't help but grin at one another as they watched Lily continue to look where Oliver once was, her eyes vacant and a little sad.

"Lily?"

Lily shook her head and looked at Mr. Oken. "Yeah?"

"Are you okay?"

Lily bit her bottom lip and nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm going to head up stairs now," she blushed a little. "Thanks for coming to dinner."

Instead of waiting for their reply, Lily made her way out of the dinning room and up the stairs to her room. Once she was inside, she left her door open for Oliver and plopped down on her bed, turning her CD player on in the process.

Stiffening a yawn, Lily laid her head down and closed her eyes as she listened to Celine Dion. Her thoughts began to drift into a day dream and her heart felt light as she thought about the boy who was soon supposed to be in her room. It was silly of her to keep thinking about Oliver but she couldn't help it. This wasn't a silly girl crush like the one she had with Lucas and Matt (or even Jake). She only knew this because with them, she never had felt so alive when around them.

A smile fell upon her lips as she heard footsteps down the hall, only for it to be wiped away as she felt a heavy weight upon her. Opening up on eye, Lily saw Oliver laying across her stomach, his face a little red and his brown hair a mess. "Get off me, you doughnut!" Lily cried as she tried to push him off.

Oliver obligated and he rolled off her and to her side, where he kicked off his shoes and made himself comfortable next to her. "What's the occasion?"

"Huh?" Lily turned to look at him with a questioning look.

"You're listening to Celine Dion."

"So?"

"So?" Oliver raised an eyebrow as he laughed. "You listen to her when something is on your mind. Is it your dad?"

Lily looked away from Oliver and to her feet with a thoughtful look. She noticed her and Oliver's feet were close and with just a little movement…

"It's not my dad," she laughed and nudged his foot with hers. She looked up at Oliver and gave him a genuine smile. "You made me forget that."

"I did?" Oliver nudged her foot back. "How so?"

Lily shrugged and turned away from him again. "Just being you."

Oliver didn't say anything. He only nodded and watched as Lily nudged his foot once more. Grinning, he took his foot and locked it on to hers. "Hah, I win."

"Hey!" Lily tried to wiggle her foot free but gave up. She was too tired. "Fine. You win." She sighed and rested her head on Oliver's shoulder. "I'm tired."

"Me too," Oliver yawned as he stretched out his arm and placed it around Lily's shoulder. Automatically, Lily snuggled closer to Oliver for warmth and she breathed in, taking in the smell of his cologne. "Curve, right?"

"Mmhm," Oliver nodded. "Your favorite."

"Yeah," Lily nodded and closed her eyes.

They laid there for a few minutes in complete silence until finally Lily broke it. "What are you thankful for?"

"Huh?" Oliver turned his head so that he was facing Lily and he noticed that her eyes were open, her blue eyes looking up at him sincerely.

"What are you thankful for?"

"A lot," Oliver shrugged and turned away from her. "What about you?"

Lily went silent for a moment as she tried to think of what to say. Finally, she took in a deep breath and her cheeks burned as she placed her small hand on Oliver's cheek. She turned his head so that he was looking at her and their lips were so close that she felt Oliver's rapid breaths upon her lips.

"Us."

"Us?" Oliver looked at his best friend, his heart racing.

Lily nodded. "I'm thankful for our friendship. You mean so much to me, Oliver, you have no idea how happy you make me by just being by my side."

Oliver didn't know what to say. He had always heard Lily say these words in his dreams and he always had something witty to say - something that would always sweep her off her feet. Now that she was actually saying it, Oliver had no idea what to say. He was… speechless.

"Oliver?" Lily removed her hand as she looked at him with a questioning look.

Oliver continued to look into Lily's eyes and then made his way to look at her soft lips.

But what do you say to taking chances?

What do you say to jumping off the edge?

Never knowing if there's solid ground below,

Or a hand to hold or hell to pay,

What do you say, what do you say?

Oliver closed the space between them as he grazed his lips upon hers and Lily automatically placed her hand in his hair as she deepened the kiss - letting him know that she loved him, too.

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"Lily? Oliver? We're ready for-"

Mrs. Truscott stopped dead in her tracks as she walked into Lily's room ten minutes later. She couldn't help but smile at the sight before her. She took Lily's digital camera off of her desk and snapped a quick picture of the two embraced in each other's arms, fast asleep. Grinning, she quietly made her way out of Lily's room and down the stairs to the dinning room. Placing the camera on review, she made her way to the dinning room and showed the Oken's the picture.

"I think they already had their dessert."

Author's Note: Just so you know, the dates up at the top are NOT the dates of the day. It's just to let you all know the holiday I'm writing. I know this one was a little late - working in retail (esp. when it comes to Black Friday) during the holidays puts me behind. Expect one more (hopefully this weekend) - this time it's Black Friday and Oliver is trying to get what Lily wants for Christmas. That one will be a three part ending on Christmas day.