Soooo, here's another one. Another songfic, too. That's practically all I write, so get used to it. Anyway, thank you so much to all of those who of you who reviewed. They always mean a lot to me.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Montana. Nor do I own the song. That is "Mary's Song" by Taylor Swift. I do however own the writing, the idea, and the plot bunny that put it there. His name is Jim.

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Sometimes Love is Forever

Lilly's POV

She said, I was seven and you were nine
I looked at you like the stars that shined
In the sky, the pretty lights
And our daddies used to joke about the two of us
Growing up and falling in love and our mamas smiled
And rolled their eyes and said oh my my my

I was seven years old, and Oliver was nine, but I had known him ever since I was born. This particular evening, we were playing tag in my (our) backyard. My tiny hand suddenly enclosed around his arm. He stopped running, knowing I had just won this game. He turned to face me, and I gave him a smug smile. Even though he knew I always would, he hated it when he was beaten by me.

A while later we were lying in the damp grass, looking at the stars above us. I turned my head to the side so I was facing him. I watched him like he was the stars that stars that shined in the sky. I looked at him like he was the pretty lights. His head turned to face mine, and he gave me small smile. We then both turned our heads to look at the sky again.

My dad chuckled slightly. "Those two are gonna grow up, and fall in love someday." He joked. My face turned bright red, and I saw Oliver make a face as I turned to face him once more. Oliver was my best friend. He was the only boy who didn't have cooties to me.

My mom and Mrs. Oken, Ollie's mom, rolled their eyes.

"Oh my my my." They muttered.

Take me back to the house in the backyard tree
Said you'd beat me up, you were bigger than me
You never did, you never did

Oliver and I climbed up the large tree in his backyard and planted out feet firmly on the wood of his tree house. His father had built it for us after weeks on end of us begging. We plopped onto the ground and munched on the pretzels I had brought with me.

"I could beat you up you know." The eleven year old Oliver stated. "I'm bigger than you." I knew he was only saying this because the boys at his school often teased him about being best friends with a nine year old girl.

I nodded in agreement.

"You could."

He never did beat me up.

Take me back when our world was one block wide
I dared you to kiss me and ran when you tried
Just two kids, you and I...
Oh my my my my

Oliver was 15, and I was 13. Our whole world was tiny. It was only our tree house, and each other. We didn't need anything else.

By this time, I developed a crush on Oliver. I knew it was stupid, but I couldn't really help it. He was a cute, 15 year-old boy that I spent all my time with.

At this point in time, we were sitting in the tree house, playing truth or dare our way. Our way, was that the winner was the person who came up with something for the other person to do that they wouldn't do. Whether it be truth OR dare.

"Truth or dare?" I inquired after running around the neighborhood with a sign proclaiming that 'Oliver Oken is amazingly awesome'.

"Dare." He challenged. I thought for a few moments before coming up with something I knew he wouldn't do.

"I dare you to kiss me." I told him triumphantly. He tensed slightly, but shrugged nonchalantly. He slowly leaned in, and closed his eyes. I stood seconds before his lips met mine.

"I should go." I muttered as I made my way down to the ground, and ran.

"Bye Lils!" he yelled after me as I headed in my house through the backdoor.

I was sixteen when suddenly
I wasn't that little girl you used to see
But your eyes still shined like pretty lights
And our daddies used to joke about the two of us
They never believed we'd really fall in love
And our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes
And said oh my my my...

A few years later, Oliver pulled into his driveway. He was on his break from college, and I was already 16. I wasn't the little girl he used to see everyday, and he knew it.

"Hey Lils." He greeted, a bright smile on his face. Our eyes met, and I saw he still shined like those pretty lights in the sky. I ran over to him, and he enveloped me into a bear hug. I breathed in the familiar scent of his jacket, and smiled.

That night, as we sat in our tree house, our daddies joked about us again, even if they never thought we'd actually fall in love. Our mommas smiled, rolled their eyes, and muttered their "oh my my my"s.

Oliver sat next to me in the tree house. We hadn't talked much since he'd returned, and he was the first to break the silence.

"I really missed you Lils. Maybe a little more then I should have." He stated. I cocked my head to the side in confusion. He shook his head as if telling himself not to do whatever he was about to do, but it seemed to me as if he'd do it anyway. In a split second his soft lips were on mine, his hand cupped around my cheek, the other on my waist. I immediately kissed him back, letting my arms wrap around his neck. I felt him smile against my lips.

"I think I love you Lils." he confessed, resting his forehead against mine. I captured his lips with my own again.

"I love you, too." I muttered softly against his lips.

Take me back to the creek beds we turned up
Two A.M. riding in your truck and all I need is you next to me

Oliver and I raced to his red truck, laughing so hard it was silent.

"That old farmer is going to kill us if we don't stop running around in his creek." Oliver said, completely out of breath. I shrugged, a smile playing on my lips.

"Who cares? That old farmer is insane." I contradicted. He laughed before kissing me.

"That's why I love you." He whispered into my ear. I smirked.

"Is there any reason why you wouldn't love me?"

Ollie laughed. He then walked over to the driver's side of the car, and I to the passenger's side. He revved up the engine, and we were on our way.

Suddenly feeling his hand on my knee, and turned and gave Ollie a smile. He grinned back at me, making those dang butterflies rise up in my stomach.

At that moment, I realized that he was all I needed. All I needed was him next to me, and everything would turn out okay.

Take me back to the time we had our very first fight
The slamming of doors instead of kissing goodnight
You stayed outside til the morning light
Oh my my my my

"Why can't you just trust me Oliver!" I screeched into the night as I made my way up my driveway in a rage, Oliver tagging along behind me.

"I already told you! It's not you I don't trust. It's that perverted high school boy! I was one of them once you know!" he retaliated. I opened my door before turning to face him.

"Josh and I are just friends! Why can't you just accept that instead of throwing accusations out there before you know the whole story!" I yelled before slamming the door in his face.

I stormed up the stairs to my room, slamming the door, and changing into my pajamas. I crawled into bed, tears streaming down my face.

This had been Ollie and mine first fight. We had screamed at each other instead of kissing goodnight like we usually did. I feared that Ollie would dump me after my blow up. That maybe he was planning on it all along.

I turned over onto my side, and fell into a fit full sleep that would just barely last me through the night.

I woke the next morning, and decided that I would go get the mail. Maybe work had finally decided to pay me.

When I opened the front door, I found Oliver's hunched over form on the front step.

"How long have you been here?" I inquired softly.

"All night." He answered. Oliver stood up and faced me, holding both of my hands in his own.

"I'm sorry Lils. I really do trust you. I'm just really protective over you. I really am sorry." He confessed. I felt a tear slide down my face before Oliver wiped it away.

"What's wrong?" he whispered. I slowly placed a kiss on his lips.

"Consider yourself forgiven." I mumbled against his lips.

A few years had gone and come around
We were sitting at our favorite spot in town
And you looked at me, got down on one knee

A few years later, Oliver and I were sitting on the swing set in the park we played at when we were little. This was his favorite place in town, but I still wondered why he had taken me here. We hadn't been here for 3 years, since I was 18.

I swung the swing slightly as we chatted quietly. The sun had just begun to set, sending pinks and purples sprouting up in the sky. Oliver suddenly stopped his swing, and stared at me. I cocked my head slightly to the side.

Oliver's eyes didn't leave mine for quite a while. I searched his eyes for a small inkling of what was going through his mind, but all I got was a look of…nervousness. I had no idea what he would be nervous about, and my confusion heightened when he stood from his stop on the swings.

Ollie made his way over to stand in front of me.

"Ollie, what are you…" I trailed off as I saw him bend down onto one knee and pull a small velvet box from his pocket. My breath caught in my throat as he opened the box. There lay a gold band with a single diamond in the middle, and 2 diamonds on each side of it.

"It was my grandma's from my grandpa. She gave it to me before she died, and told me to give it to the woman I knew I would spend the rest of my life with. And Lilly, that girl is you. I am in love with you Lilly, and I have been my whole life. You are the one Lilly. Will you marry me?"

Tears blinded my vision as I nodded.

"Yes." I whispered. He beamed as he placed the ring on the ring finger of my left hand. He then placed a chaste kiss on my lips, before he enveloped me into a hug.

Take me back to the time when we walked down the aisle
Our whole town came and our mamas cried
You said I do and I did too

I slowly walked down the rose petal covered isle, my arm liked with my father's. I was in the wedding dress that I had bought only weeks before. It was strapless, and a very tight top cover in sparkles, with a poofed out bottom. I know it was classic, but it'd been my dream dress ever since I was little.

We came to the front of the church that held our whole town, and I kissed my father on the cheek before unlinking my arm from his. I stole a glance at my mom and Ollie's mom, and saw they both had tears streaming down their faces already. I mouthed to them an 'I love you' and they nodded. I grabbed Oliver's hand, and he gave it a reassuring squeeze. I smiled at him, and then smiled at Miley. She beamed at me, and nodded her head. She had, of course, been my Maid of Honor, and she looked radiant in the simple pink dress she had chosen. I saw Jake, Oliver's best man, give him a quick pat on the back. I smiled at him, too, and he nodded in return.

Oliver and I faced each other in front of the priest, hands held. He did his little intro before the real ceremony began.

"Do you, Oliver Oken, take her, Lilly Truscott, to be your lawfully wedded wife, your constant friend, your faithful partner and your love from this day forward? In the presence of God, and your family and friends, do you offer her your solemn vow to be her faithful partner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as sorrow? Do you promise to love her unconditionally, to support her in her goals, to honor and respect her, to laugh with her and cry with her, and cherish her for as long as you both shall live?" the priest quoted.

"I do." Oliver answered without a moment's hesitation.

"And do you, Lillian Truscott, take him, Oliver Oken, to be your lawfully wedded husband, your constant friend, your faithful partner and you love from this day forward? In the presence of God, and your family and friends, do you offer him your solemn vow to be his faithful partner in sickness and in health, in good times and in bad, and in joy as well as sorrow? Do you promise to love him unconditionally, to support him in his goals, to honor and respect him, to laugh with him and cry with him, and cherish him for as long as you both shall live?" I beamed.

"I do." I instantly spoke. The priest smiled.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

As soon as the words were out of the man's mouth, Oliver had wrapped his arms around my waist and crashed his lips against. I immediately responded, wrapping my arms around his neck, and smiling against his lips as I heard the roaring applause.

I was finally Mrs. Lillian June Oken.

Take me home where we met so many years before
We'll rock our babies on that very front porch
After all this time, you and I

"Jess!" I called out to the oldest (by two minutes) of my twin girls, now age 4. She turned around to face me.

"Yeah mommy?" she inquired innocently. I gave her a small smile.

"Honey, you can't dig a hole to China in my flower beds. You'll have to do it by the tree, okay?" She nodded her head vigorously, her brown braids flipping in all different directions. "And tell Sammy, too!" I yelled after her. She met up with her sister by the hole they had been digging, and the two brunettes wandered off to the tree. Lilly laughed slightly at the sight of the two girls, and their wild imaginations.

"Mommy?" Lucas, my 7 year old son, asked sweetly.

"Whatie?"

"Can I go over to Josh's house for a little bit?" I playfully pondered for a few moments, letting my oldest child's anxiety grow.

"Mo-om!" he whined. I giggled.

"Okay. I guess you can go ahead and play with Josh."

Luke let out a whoop before charging over across the street. On the way, he accidentally stepped on Sam's foot, making her burst out into sobs.

"Sorry!" Luke shouted over his shoulder as he made his way to his friend's house. Sam came running over to me, and I pulled her into my lap, rocking her gently on the swinging bench we had on our porch.

"Shh. It's okay Sammy. You'll be alright." I reassured. Her sobs slowly lowered to only sniffles, and her sister came over and stood in front of me.

"Is Sammy okay?" she inquired. I smiled and patted the spot next to us. She climbed up and snuggled next to us.

Suddenly, I heard a car door slam shut, and Ollie's feet on the driveway.

"Honey! I'm home!" he called.

"Daddy!" Jessie screamed, jumped off the bench, and ran straight into Oliver's outstretched arms. He pulled her up into the air and spun her around, her giggles of excitement echoing through the small neighborhood. He gave her a small kiss on the head before carrying her over to Sammy and me. He sat down next to me, and gave me chaste kiss on the lips before seeing the wet spot on my shoulder where Sammy had let her tears fall.

"What happened Sammy?' he inquired. She sniffled.

"Lukwas stewepped on my toes." She mumbled into my shoulder.

"Aww." Oliver cooed, rubbing her back comfortingly. "Are you better now?"

"Yes."

I smiled at my husband and the kids as they rushed off to play in the front yard. My life was definitely perfect in all ways. I had three beautiful children, and a loving husband. I swung myself slowly on the swing on the porch of the house Oliver grew up in. Both of our parents had moved away, but being here was perfect. The tree house we had built so many years still stood strong in the tree, acting as a perfect place for the kids to play.

Everything was right in my life.

I'll be eighty-seven; you'll be eighty-nine
I'll still look at you like the stars that shine
In the sky

I hung up the phone and took a shaky breath. Jill, a very good friend of mine, was filing for a divorce from her husband, claiming she just didn't love him anymore. Oliver walked into the kitchen, and noticed worry written all over my face.

"Lils?" he softly asked. I looked up at him, tears forming in my eyes. "What's wrong, babe?"

I wrapped my arms around his torso, and he wrapped his arms around my shoulders, pulling us tighter together. I buried my face into his chest, taking in deep breaths of his scent.

"Jill and Max are getting a divorce." Lilly admitted once she had turned her face to the side. Oliver pulled away slightly.

"Is that what this is about? Are you scared that we'll get a divorce?" Oliver questioned. I shook my head, placing a short kiss on his lips.

"No. I just want you to know that when I'm eighty-seven and you're eighty-nine, I'm still gonna love you even more then the stars that shine at night. Even more then anything in the world. Okay?" Oliver chuckled softly.

"Oh my. We'll be old." He stated before capturing my lips with his own once more.

Oh my my my

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Okay. So there it (finally) is. It has taken me for freaking ever to update this one, but it finally is typed.

I hope you liked it!

--Lani