Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana. Or Relient K, though if I did, I would be the owner of the most awesome band ever!

Oliver was tired. Tired of keeping everything in. Tired of dropping hints,

only to have them be ignored and misunderstood. Tired of standing back

and watching as guy after guy hurt her. Hiding his true feelings only

worsened things and prolonged his agony. Ignoring them didn't work at all;

they always came back even stronger than before and made it impossible to

forget.

So, he only had one choice, and that was to somehow tell her how he

felt about her. He had kept his secret for years, and what had that gotten

him? An aching heart and countless times of wondering if she liked him

back. No, this was the only solution to his problem. Now, if only he could

figure out how he was going to do it . . .

Late that night, Oliver lay on his bed, trying desperately to come up

with a way to tell Lilly that he loved her. If he could just find out how she

felt first, it would be a whole lot easier for him, but he knew that the odds of

that happening were a million to one. Lilly hardly showed her true feelings

to anyone. But there had to be a way. Oliver sighed in frustration and

grabbed his iPod. It was always easier for him to think when he was

listening to music. He put it on shuffle and closed his eyes, barely noticing

that the song that had been picked was "Faking My Own Suicide" by Relient

K. Subconsciously, he began to sing along.

So I've made up my mind

I will pretend

To leave this world behind

And in the end

You'll know I've lied

To get your attention

I'm faking my own suicide

I'm faking my own suicide

Because I know you love me

You just haven't realized

I'm faking my own suicide

They'll hold a double funeral

Because a part of you will die

Along with me

Wish you thought that I was dead

So rather than me

You'd be depressed instead

And before arriving at my grave

You'd come to the conclusion

You've loved me all your days

But it's too late

Too late for you to say

Because I'm faking my own suicide

Because I know you love me

You just haven't realized

I'm faking my own suicide

They'll hold a double funeral

Because a part of you will die

Along with me

I'll write you a letter that

You'll keep

Reminding you your love for me

Is more than six feet deep

You say aloud that you

Would've been my wife

Right about that time

Is when I come back to life

And let you know

I'd let you know (whooaa)

I was faking my own suicide

Because I know you loved me

You just never realized

I was faking my own suicide

I'll walk in that room and

See your eyes open so wide

I've been so lost

Because you know

Because you know

You will never leave my sight (you will never leave my sight)

Until the day that I die for the first time (until I die for the first time)

And we'll laugh, yeah we'll laugh

And we will cry

So overjoyed with the love

That saved my life

Our love is so alive

About halfway through the song, Oliver's eyes shot open. He quickly

restarted it and really listened to the lyrics. His hands shook as he realized

that there, in that random song, was the answer to his problem. Sure, it was

risky, ridiculous, and could end up being a complete disaster. But he didn't

know what else to do; he was desperate. That night, he stayed up until three

in the morning, trying to figure out who to convince first to help him out.