Hannah Montana—

The next day, Lilly and I talked about the Jake situation.

"Well, Miley," Lilly said,

"It's up to you. Personally, I'd dump Jake in a heartbeat, but you both love each other…"

"Lilly, I don't mean to sound rude, but your idea of 'helping' isn't exactly what I would call… oh, what's the word… HELPFUL!" I yelled a bit.

Lilly stared at me with confused and scared eyes. Her look of exaggeration was so convincing, I was afraid something might be crawling in my hair. I stared right back at her with the same eyes, only mine were more annoyed than scared.

"What?!" I asked rubbing the top of my head.

"Attitude much…?" Lilly said sitting on the other side of my bed.

I was silent for a moment and I felt the expression on my face soften. There was a hard lump in my throat that refused to let me swallow it.

"Oh, Lilly!" I said burying my face in the soft pillow, and I began to dampen it with my tears.

"What the hell?! I'm an emotional WRECK!"

"Miley?" Lilly's meek voice whispered,

"Are you okay?"

I nodded, but I continued crying into the pillow that was now drenched with my tears.

"Oh, my God!" I heard Lilly say,

"I've figured it out…."

I raised my head and locked eyes with her.

"What?" I asked.

Lilly gave me a look that read DUH.

"It's so clear now, Miles. The tears, the boys, the mood swings…"

I could almost guess what she was about to say before she said it.

"YOU'RE PREGNANT!"

Although I knew it was coming, that statement made me shout with laughter. Seriously, I had already flung myself on my back and was kicking my legs in the air. I laughed, and laughed, but I don't think it was all from Lilly's small joke. I think it was my way of releasing all my stress and energy. Before I knew it, I had rolled off my bed and onto the cold, hard floor.

"Ouch…!"

Both my back and stomach were in dire pain from the fall off my bed and the unceasing laughter. Finally when I stopped, I got right back on my feet and rubbed my lower back and the back of my head.

"That hurt," was all I said.

I opened my eyes to Lilly. Her face was purple and she had a grin on her face that made her look completely and utterly stupid. She made a strange noise and I assumed it was her way of holding back her laughter.

"What a show, Miley!" Lilly said clapping her hands together,

"You're self-humiliation amuses me!"

"I'm glad you enjoyed watching me make a fool out of myself…!" I snapped back.

I was back in my angry state.

"Crap…! And for a moment there, I had forgotten about Jake and Oliver…."

"Ugh!" Lilly bursted out,

"I'm just about sick and tired of this! You kissed Jake, you kissed Oliver. You want Jake, you want Oliver. You love Jake, you love Oliver…. MAKE UP YOUR MIND!"

I stood there; silenced. I blinked a little and continued on staring. She stared back.

"Miley," she said standing up,

"I didn't mean to…"

I raised my hands so that they met my face. I could hear Lilly go on, but I couldn't understand her. Her voice was faint and distant to my ears. I felt Lilly's hand on my shoulder.

"I'm sorry, Miley…."

I removed my hands and forced a smile.

"It's okay… You're right…." I said.

"… I am?" Lilly replied.

"Yeah! I mean, let's face it, I can't continue on like this…. I should just make up my mind. Make a choice and leave it at that," the way those words came out of my mouth sounded too easy,

"All I have to do is pick one of them… either one, and then it's over with!"

I sat down on the edge of my bed and Lilly followed.

"Is it really that simple?" she asked in a serious tone.

I repeated those words in my head.

"…Is it really that simple…"

"… No…." I said and let my head rest on Lilly's shoulder.

I was depressed, but I didn't cry. I had to face the situation head on… I couldn't cry….

Lilly stroked my hair a couple of times before responding, "Come on, Miles. It's almost 11 o'clock and I haven't had breakfast. Let's go downstairs and we'll settle the situation once and for all… right after I eat my pancakes!"

She rushed out my bedroom door so quickly, that I almost fell back when she jumped off the bed. Suddenly, I heard something move… almost vibrate on my bedside table. I turned. It was my cell phone. I picked it up and looked at the screen. It read 2 New Messages. I looked at who had called me, and (of course) it was Jake and Oliver.

Sry I hadn't posted any new chappies recently! I've just been so busy w/ school and all that junk! Well, I'm back w/ chapter 10! Hope you like it…! And no, I still don't know if it's a Moliver of Jiley story yet!