I've written Oliver and Lilly getting back together - I don't think they actually split up in the series - but I've written it as if they did because I think the series makes too much of a joke out of their relationship, so I wanted to make it something more real. Please R&R. ly'all, Carly.

Homecoming Queen
Chapter Five:

'Oh, my god, Lilly' Oliver said, in a voice mocking so many girls from their school. Him and Lilly were sat on at a table on the beach. 'you've been close friends with Hannah Montana for all these years and you never said anything. How could you not saying anything? I mean she's, like, the best and most popular teen singer ever'

Lilly glared at him and he took the cue to shut up. She knew he was just joking around, the weird boy-humour to try and lighten the mood. Lilly's mood couldn't be lightened though. A week had passed and she was already completely and utterly fed up of this. When she was Lola she was used to being Hannah Montana's friend, but at school her, Miley and Oliver were just three "dorks", all equal in the amount they were hated by anyone who was popular. Now, at school she had, overnight, become just Miley's friend. Most people weren't rude or mean to her anymore because they didn't want to upset Hannah. As crazy as it sounded, Lilly would've preferred people were rude or mean than have them being nice because she's friends with Hannah Montana. But that wasn't the worst of it, the worst was what Oliver had sarcastically demonstrated. People kept asking her how she could keep a secret like that quiet, and they kept trying to be friends with her to see what they could find out about Hannah.

She hated it. She wanted to be known for being Lilly, not for being Miley/Hannah's friend. She could deal with mean comments about her, whoever they were coming from. It was acts that were fake that Lilly hated and couldn't deal with. Shallow, self-centred, stupid people like the majority of people at her school. She was Miley's friend, and now everyone knew Miley was Hannah, it meant Lilly would never have the chance to make a name for herself. Lilly Truscott: East Northumberland High number one Skateboarder or Lilly Truscott: Ace Ice Hockey player was extremely unlikely, she was stuck being Lilly Truscott: Hannah Montana's right hand girl.

Worst part was it wasn't even Miley's fault. It wasn't selfish of Miley to have a dream and aim for it, and then succeed in it. It wasn't wrong of Miley to feel like she shouldn't be Hannah in Tennessee her true home. It wasn't Miley's fault. But Lilly couldn't help but blame her. If it wasn't for Miley none of this would've happened, would it? If it wasn't for Miley she wouldn't even have a best friend. It was all too complicated.

'Lilly? Lil… what's wrong?' Oliver asked, serious concern in his voice.

'What?' Lilly asked. As she spoke she realised she was crying. She blinked back the tears 'Nothing' she insisted. 'I'm fine' furiously she wiped away the tears from her eyes and cheek.

'Is it just one of those girl things is it?' Oliver asked, in his jokey tone. 'Random tears for no reason'

Lilly attempted to smile 'Yeah'

'Or' Oliver said, his tone telling Lilly he wasn't stupid enough to fall for that. 'Miley's on your mind'

'How did you know that?' Lilly asked.

'Lilly, I know you' Oliver replied. 'One of the reasons we were so good together was that we knew each other perfectly. You and Miley have been friends for as long as anyone can remember, you wouldn't just be fine with all thing'

Tears threatened to fall down Lilly's face again, but she managed to blink them back before they fell this time.

'Come here' Oliver said, standing up and opening out his arms.

Once Lilly was stood up he pulled her close to him. She buried her head in his chest, trying not to cry. She never realised how much of a comfort just having Oliver with her could be. He was right which everything he had said. They had been good together, and he did knew her perfectly. He probably even knew her better than Miley did, because he could relate to the famous-girl's-friend feeling. She wrapped his arms around him and just stayed there.

'Have you spoke to Miley?' he asked her.

'Not since the day it happened.' she replied, but she didn't want to talk about Miley. Everything was always about Miley, this moment couldn't be. It may've started because of Miley, but it wasn't about Miley anymore and she didn't want to turn it back to Miley. She wanted this moment to be about her and Oliver. Just them. 'D'you really think we were good together?'

'Yeah' Oliver said 'Don't you?'

'I never stopped thinking it' replied Lilly. 'I don't know why we ever split up really'

'We were never really that serious. We were all jokey and silly' Oliver replied. 'We've grown up since then'

'Yeah' Lilly said. It wasn't that long, but it was true both of them had grown up since then. They weren't the silly kids who said "Olly-Pops" and "Lilly-Poo" anymore. 'No one's every understood me like you do, Oliver'

Oliver gently unwound Lilly's arms from him, and looked at her, a smile on his face. He lifted both of his hands to Lilly's face, pushes her hair back out of the way before kissing her gently. It was only a moment before she returned the kiss. It felt right. Oliver was exactly what she needed. The perfect friend, the perfect boyfriend, he wouldn't make things complicated or weird. He knew when to joke and when to be serious. It didn't just feel right, it was right.

The two parted naturally, at the same time and Lilly smiled. She hadn't smiled properly for a while. It was a comfort having Oliver there, he was someone who could understand how she felt. She wrapped her arms around him again, feeling less alone.

'You should talk to Miley' Oliver told her. 'She's still Miley, you know, even with the constant fan gathering. Tell her how you feel'

'No way' Lilly said insistently 'It's been a week and Miley's barely even noticed that I haven't been there. She's too busy with her posse'

'If you don't talk to her, how's she supposed to know?' Oliver asked.

Typical boy Lilly thought, out loud she said 'For once, I'd like her to notice that something is wrong. I'm fed up of the way she acts'

'I see' Oliver said. 'You know she always tries to do the right thing'

'I know!' Lilly was close to screaming. 'She's just not very good at it'

'I'll second that' Oliver agreed. 'I still think you should talk to her'

'Maybe. Another time' Lilly said.