Disclaimer: I still don't own Hannah Montana.. Boo-Hoo…
Miley tried to calm Lily all night, as if it worked! Neither of them got any sleep because of Lily's constant sobbing!! In the middle of the night she crept out of the room and rode her bike to Oliver's house.
She climbed up the tree behind his room, opened his window, and crawled in.
Oliver came in and nearly had a heart attack seeing Miley on his bed.
"Miley! What the hell are you doing here?"
"I came to ask you something."
"You came to ask me why I broke up with Lily, didn't you?"
"No, duh, smart one. So why did you break up? You were such a cute couple and it looked like you loved each other." Oliver kept looking down and shuffling his feet.
"Well, for a long time, I thought that she was the one. I mean, I went and bought the ring and everything, I planned it all out. The waiter was going to bring us some champagne after dinner and she would find the ring at the bottom."
"Well, what happened?" Miley was starting to get frustrated.
"You happened, Miles. All of a sudden, it hit me. I didn't love Lily, I only thought I did because she's your best friend and all. I love you, you Miley." Then Oliver pushed himself towards Miley into a tender, yet passionate kiss.
Miley's dreams and hopes were suddenly fulfilled. This longing for years had calmed finally. For a few seconds she forgot everything, then she remembered the blondie she had left at home.
"Oliver, I've loved you for so long, but Lily is my best friend. She would label me as a backstabber for life. I just can't do that to her. At least not in front of her face."
Oliver felt that twinge of guilt he knew was coming.
"Well, maybe we don't have to tell her. We'll just keep it our secret for now."
Maybe, Miley thought.
The Lackson is on its way next chapter!!
I will try to update as soon as possible, but I have guests coming which may slow me down.
Love ya'll,
niki