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Chapter Two

Miley's POV

Oliver and I walked into my house, and there was no sign of my dad. We sat on the couch, and Oliver started flipping through channels on TV.

He changed the channel to MTV, and we started watching the show Next.

We watched the kinds of dates that the people went on, and at the end of one of them, the two people kissed. It was really adorable.

As we watched the kiss, it got my mind going. If they aren't even dating and they kiss, I guess since I am now officially dating Oliver, I have every right to kiss him. My thoughts were interrupted when his lips crashed against mine. I guess he must have been thinking the same thing.

I felt his tongue brushing against my lips, and they parted for him to explore my mouth. I never knew I would be dating my best guy friend, let alone kissing him so passionately.

His arms wrapped around me, and i could feel his body warmth on me.

We were about to go farther, when I heard a noise come from the kitchen. I looked up from Oliver, and found my dad, his back turned to us, and he was chopping vegetables for dinner.

I saw my dad, and my eyes grew huge. I pulled away from Oliver, gasping for air.

"When were you two planning on telling me about your relationship?" my dad said with a soft tone. He didn't turn to look at us as he said this.

"We were going to tell you as soon as we got home, but we didn't see you right away," I said, feeling embarrassed that my father caught me having a make out session with one of my best friends. At least it wasn't Lilly. Ew, that gave me a bad mental picture.

"You guys should have told me as soon as you got together," he said, finally looking at us. His eyes were soft, but his face was confused.

"We only got together ten minutes ago," Oliver said in a convincing tone. Although, he didn't need for it to sound convincing, because it was, after all, true.

"Then why were you kissing so deeply?" he asked.

""Dad! What is with you and thinking that I am a liar? You were the same way when Luann was here and you refused to listen when I said that she was evil. We are telling the truth!" I screamed, and ran up the stairs to my bedroom.

I jumped onto my bed, and cried into now tear stained pillow.

Why wouldn't my dad want to trust me? Does he think that I'm like... Jackson? I still think he was adopted before I was born.

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, and then saw Oliver's face in the doorway.

"Hey, Miley," he started, a sympathetic look glued to his face. "I am sorry I caused that trouble with your dad."

"Oliver, it wasn't your fault. We were kissing each other, and he is the one calling us liars," I said, and put my face back into the pillow.

"I don' know what has been going on with you and your dad lately, but I don't want to be dragged into it. If you want to blame him, go ahead, but I won't be listening." he held out his hand to help me up, and I took it, walking into his warm embrace.

He hugged me, and held me close until I stopped crying. I felt like going to sleep, so I did, right there in his arms.

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I woke up the next morning, and saw that I was asleep on my bed with him. Oh no, we did not do what I think we did... did we? We have only been together one day, and we already did it together?

I looked down at our bodies, and saw that we still had every last bit of clothing on.

It was all coming back to me. I had cried myself to sleep in his arms.

I looked at me alarm clock, and it said 7:15. Oh great, I am going to be late for school again. My counselor has been getting on my back about my tardies, and she said one more, and I would be suspended for three days.

I walked into my normal closet, and picked out my outfit to wear to school, and found absolutely nothing. I walked into my Hannah closet, and picked out a gold glittery tank top with a denim half jacket and a denim miniskirt with pink leggings. I looked in my full sized mirror, and I looked pretty darn hot. I would be able to impress all of the guys, and then say, "Sorry, I'm taken".

When I walked out of the closet, I saw Oliver sitting up on my bed with a grin on his face.

"What are you so happy about?" I asked wonderingly.

"How hot you are, and that you are all mine," he replied, and grabbed my arm. He pulled me down onto the bed beside him, and started kissing my full on the lips.

I began kissing back, but then remembered the time.

"Oliver, as much as I am enjoying this, we really need to get to school. It starts at 7:45, and it's already," I glanced over at the clock, "7:25. You need to change clothes, so we can go."

"I have no clothes here though," he mentioned.

"We'll stop by your house," I said, crossing my arms.

"Won't your dad see me coming down in the same clothes as yesterday? He will think that we did something that we didn't do," he said, trying to kiss me once again.

I pulled back before his lips captured mine, and said, "Then I guess you will have to borrow some of Jackson's clothes."

"Fine. He does wash his clothes, right?"

"I'm pretty sure."

We walked into Jackson's room, and saw that the floor was covered in his clothing. We tried to walk over all of it, but did not succeed. When we got to the closet, we saw some of his other clothes hanging in his closet. He had never worn any of them, probably because they "weren't his style". Luckily for Oliver, Jackson wouldn't notice, and Oliver liked them.

He pulled out a random outfit, and began changing then and there.

"Oliver, wait until I am out of the room, won't you?" I asked, covering my eyes as I ran for the door.

"I'm not even allowed to change clothes in front of my own girlfriend?" he asked jokingly.

"We have been going out for less than 24 hours. I don't think that we should be seeing each other without clothes on quite yet," I said with my back turned. If I had been looking at him, he would have seen the huge grin plastered on my face.

We walked over to me with Jackson's clothes on, and I have to admit, he looked pretty hot! He was wearing blue faded jeans, and a red polo shirt that exposed his actually quite strong arms.

"You think your dad will notice that I am wearing Jackson's clothes?" he asked, wrapping his arm around my waist flirtatiously.

"Probably not. I'll bet he doesn't even remember those clothes since Jackson has never once worn them," I replied, finally giving him the kiss he had been longing for.

This time, he was the one to pull back. "We really should get going. It is already 7:30, and it probably takes about 15 minuted to get to school from your house."

"Fine," I said, mad that he pulled away from the wonderful kiss.

"You were rushing me before, and now I am rushing you," he said, giving me a quick peck on the lips. "But after school, we can continue right where we left off."

We walked to school, and Oliver kept on glancing at his watch, to make sure that we were going to make it on time. We got to our lockers, got our books out, and ran into the first period class that we shared exactly three seconds before the bell rang.

As Mr. Correli droned on and on about the life of Shakespeare, I just thought about how incredible Oliver's kisses were.

At one point in class, a few people turned to look at me when the teacher told me to stop kissing my hand. I felt embarrassed, especially since Dex, my former crush, was sitting right across from me.

Every time I looked in Oliver's direction, I saw him grinning back. Man, he had a cute smile.

I don't know why I ever called him a doughnut; I mean, just look at him, he's hot!

When class was finally over, Oliver walked me to my locker, but we weren't holding hands. We didn't want everyone to know that we were dating... at least, not quite yet.

Oliver waited patiently for me to get the books for my next class, and Dex walked up to me.

"Hey, Miley," he began. "I was wondering if you wanted to come to the movies with me this Friday night."

I smiled up to him, and then realized that Oliver was standing right there.

"Um, I can't. I am kinda already dating someone else," I said, looking down at my shoes so he wouldn't see the blush that was creeping into my cheeks.

"Wasn't it just like two weeks ago that you wrote 'I heart Dex' on your paper or something?" Dex asked in a frustrated manner.

"Well, you had a chance to make a move. You weren't interested then, but someone else was. I like my boyfriend way more than you anyway," I said. I am proud of myself for standing up to my ex-crush.

"Who is he? I want to kick his ass," he said angrily.

"What? No, you can't kick his ass! Why are you suddenly acting like this anyway?" I asked, scared that he would actually hurt Oliver. Wait, he doesn't know that it is Oliver... but I am sure that he will somehow find out.

"I care because I have liked you ever since I first saw you. I was just to shy until now to ask you out," he said quietly. "I am sorry for threatening this mystery guy.

"It's okay. But let me get one thing straight; you liked me when you saw me, which means you only like me for my body?" I asked, suddenly mad at him.

"No, that's not it. When I first saw you, you looked so graceful and sweet. I knew that you would be a great girl."

"Aw, that's sweet. After that big speech, I would almost want to date you if I didn't already have a boyfriend that I like a whole lot," I said, giving him a hug. "But we can still be friends, right?"

"Yeah, I think that I can handle that," he said, returning the hug.

"As a friend, I think that I should tell you who my boyfriend is," I said, looking in Oliver's direction. "I am kinda dating Oliver."

"Wow. No offense or anything, but I can't believe you chose him over me," he stated.

"Well I can," I said, and kissed Oliver, holding onto his neck for support as I tiptoed up to him.

Author's Note!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay, how did you like that chapter?

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And I was just wondering, who has watched the new Harry Potter movie? I watched it today, and it was so awesome!

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