I do not own WOWP or any affiliated people, and you have issues if you think I do. J

Oliver Oken walked into the Stewart house, tossing his jacket on the couch. He had come to see his girlfriend, Lily, because he hadn't in two weeks, since taking a "family trip" to "reunite" as his mother said. "Lils!" he shouted, not even realizing her bedroom was in the separate from the house, which she shared with Miley.

"Oliver?" Jackson called, "What are you doing here?"

Oliver watched as Jackson descended down the stairs, hair rumpled as if from sleep. "Were you sleeping? It's three in the afternoon!"

"Yeah, they had that stupid slumber party with Joannie and Sarah and the girls last night. With all the squealing I didn't fall asleep till some God-awful hour this morning."

Oliver just laughed, knowing how the girls could be when they're hopped up on caffeine and/or sugar. He took a seat on the couch, cooling quickly to the air conditioning. He spread his arms out on the back of the couch and unshod his shoes from his feet, which he rested on the coffee table.

"Well, I would say make yourself at home but it seems you don't have to be told," Jackson commented with a hint of a smile on his lips. He took a seat next to Oliver and flipped on the TV, turning it to ESPN.

"Really? Like, are you serious? This stuff is SO boring!" Oliver complained, putting just a little too much whine into his voice to be serious.

Jackson punched him in the arm and switched to the Spanish channel, just to be a smart-ass. "Well, here, isn't this more your style? Spanish soap opera? Oh, mi amor, tu tienes mi Corazon, Oliver!"

"I hate you."

"Hey, well it's not my fault you decided to like guys, Olly-pop."

"Have I mentioned that I hate you?"

"Not yet."

And it was then that Lily walked into the room, a huge smile spread across her face. "Lily! Oh, I missed you! Oh, Lily!" Oliver screamed in delight as he practically raced to her.

"Go get her, Speed Racer." Jackson called, still on the couch.

Lily shot him a glare as she gave Oliver a big kiss. "Oh, Olly-pop, these last few weeks were horrible! I missed you so much!"

Miley faked a gag as she showed herself from the doorway, motioning to the love-fest that was Lily and Oliver. "Get a room, if I wanted that I would've watched these soap operas. Wait, is this Spanish?"

Jackson cackled as Miley plopped herself onto the couch. "Yes, loverboy here likes 'em." Jackson gave Oliver a wink as he shot a look to curdle milk over Lily's shoulder.

"And I love you, too," said Jackson.