Lilly sat quietly on her bed, her cell was still in her hands. Her mouth hung open slightly, her cell still opened. Miley had just called her, she was with Oliver, they were heading to his house. She had heard his voice, the voice she hadn't heard in so long. It took her gaze a long time to move from the screen of her cellphone, and when it did it drop slightly to her wrists. Only in her room did she take off her bracelets and sweatbands, because on her wrists were thin cuts, just slightly healing over.
She looked up to her wall and saw her noticeboard that was completely covered with pictures. Oliver's eyes stared at her, like they were judging at her, ashamed of all the time she'd been spending in her room. "I'm so tired of being here," she sung to Oliver's picture, trying to reason with what she imagined him thinking. "Suppressed by all my childish fears," she thought quickly of when her and Oliver were nine. They were out past their curfew, it had gotten dark, they were playing a game when Lilly lost Oliver. She wouldn't go home without him. She kept calling to him, but she couldn't find him anywhere. Tears were streaming down her face when she found him, he had fallen asleep under a tree. The entire incident taught her one thing, her worst fear was losing Oliver.
"And if you have to leave," she had started off with sadness, but now as she thought of him, she began to get angry at Oliver. It was his own fault that he was gone, he had done this to himself, he had left her. "I wish that you would just leave, 'cause your presence still lingers here. And it won't leave me alone." Lilly jumped to her feet and began to wipe the pictures down. She didn't want to see his face anymore, he had lied to her. He said he cared at her, he said he'd be there in a second if she ever need him. Well, she had needed him for the past two months, where had he been? Not here, and it was his own fault.
The pictures were now all over her room. She broke down onto the floor, his pictures surrounding her, tears streaming down her face. She missed him, but she didn't want to forgive him "These wounds won't seem to heal, this pain is just too real. There's just too much that time cannot erase. When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears. When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears. And I held your hand through all of these years. But you still have, all of me."
A picture sat in front of her, it was Oliver and her on the beach. He had his arm around her as they sat at Rico's. Lilly smiled softly at Oliver's big goofy smile as he looked at her photographed self. "You used to captivate me by your resonating light. " She looked away from the photo. "Now I'm bound by the life you left behind. Your face it haunts my once pleasant dreams. Your voice it chased away, all the sanity in me. These wounds won't seem to heal. This pain is just too real. There's just too much that time cannot erase. When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears. When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears. And I held your hand through all of these years. But you still have, all of me."
She looked up at the window in her room, it was sunny out. What kind of joke was that? "I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone, but though you're still with me I've been alone all along."
Lilly turned the lights off, covered her window with her curtains, and crawled back into bed. She curled into a ball and finished her song softly. "When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears. When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears. And I held your hand through all of these years. But you still have, all of me."
Oliver sat in his car, a CD in his hand. He had written a couple verses of a song down while he was in rehab. Miley had liked them and, working with Billy Ray, they had fixed them up a bit, added a chorus that would work for Hannah Montana and recorded it. It was dark out now, Oliver started up his car, the headlights lighting up what the streetlights hadn't.
He slowly drove to Lilly's house, trying to figure out what he would tell her. He loved her, and wanted to keep her no matter what. It was a short trip to Lilly's and when he got there, he still had no idea what to say. He saw her come to her window and look out, but when he looked up she disappeared.
He took a deep breath before getting out of his car and walking to the door. He rung the bell, and Lilly's mother answered the door. She let him go right up to Lilly's room, which he appreciated. It would have been much harder if it had of been her father.
He knocked on her bedroom door and got no answer. He knocked again, still no answer. "Lils?" he called. No response. He opened the door and found her curled up on her bed, her room dark. He stood in her doorway, looking at her. When her eyes met with his he smiled softly and she looked away. That hurt him, deep down.
"Lilly, I, uh, wrote you a song. It's not all about you, like the start of the chorus, because Miley had to 'Hannah Montana' it, because she's going to sing your song. But, I want to play it for you, because it's what I was thinking while I was missing you." Oliver said, stumbling on his words.
Lilly slowly turned to face him.
Oliver turned on the light and put the CD into her stereo. The soft music began to play, and Oliver turned to her and began to sing over Miley's voice on the CD. "Suppose I called you up tonight and told you that I loved you. And suppose I said 'I wanna come back home'. And suppose I cried and said 'I think I finally learned my lesson. And I'm tired a-spendin' all my time alone.'" Oliver walked over to the side of Lilly's bed and sung down to her. "If I told you that I realized you're all I ever wanted, and it's killin' me to be so far away." He sat down on the side of her bed, and Lilly gave him a dirty look. "Would you tell me that you loved me too and would we cry together?" Lilly's look got nastier, so Oliver stood back up and Lilly watched him without emotion showing on her face again. "Or would you simply laugh at me and say: 'I told you so, oh I told you so. I told you some day you come crawling back and asking me to take you in. I told you so, but you had to go. Now I found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again'."
There was a music break and Lilly sat up, and Oliver got down on his knees so he was basically at eye level. "If I got down on my knees and told you I was yours forever. Would you get down on yours to and take my hand?" He tried to take Lilly's hand, but she moved it away. "Would we get that old time feelin', would we laugh and talk for hours, the way we did when our love first began?" Lilly started to smile slightly, but caught herself and went back to hiding her emotion. "Would you tell me that you'd missed me too and that you'd been so lonely and you waited for the day that I return. And we'd live in love forever and that I'm your one and only or would you say the tables finally turned? Would you say: 'I told you so, oh I told you so. I told you some day you come crawling back and asking me to take you in. I told you so, but you had to go, now I found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again."
Lilly sang the last line, softly so it was with Miley's voice. "'Now I found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again'."Oliver looked at her, feeling a bit hurt. "Really?" he asked quietly. "You found someone new?"
Lilly made up her mind in a matter of second, Oliver had lied to her, now it was her turn. She nodded.