Our Childhood Daze by: Zovid
Chapter Title: Heart Breaker
My eyes looked over towards Oliver. His face was a nice shade of as he stared at Miley. She looked as calm as could be, like what she had asked him hadn't been awkward or embarrassing at all. For a minute, none of us said anything. Miley and I bother anticipated Oliver's answer. I myself was curious to hear his answer. He's told me before about how he's liked her but I just wanted to know if he was going to take this opportunity. This was a definite opportunity for him. He could say yes and ask her out.
Am I excited about this? No. I couldn't be. No, wait I am. I want Oliver to be Happy and Miley could make him happy.
"Well I'm going to guess by your silence that, that's a yes. But I could be wrong. So maybe you should just answer my question. OLIVER!" Miley snapped Oliver out of the shock that he was basking in. I remained quiet. I wonder if I can sink into the ground if I tried hard enough.
"Maybe I should go and leave you two alone." I said quietly. Miley stood up and grabbed my wrist shaking her head.
"No. Just hang on." Miley directed me to the bed and set me down. She went over to the door and locked it, as if I were going to try and escape. Okay…
"Miley, look. I think you're a great person, but-"
"Oliver! I just want to know if you like me and don't you dare say 'of course I do, you're my friend.' Because I know you know what I mean." Oliver closed his mouth obviously that was what he was going to say. I have to give Miley props; she knew Oliver as well as I did. Five minutes passed with now answer and then he finally nodded his head. I looked over to Miley; her face held a slight smile and her face was a bit pink. I felt a small bubble inside me pop. Why did Miley want me here? What was she trying to pull? To see if I would give them the okay? To give them my blessing?
"You're sure?" she asked.
"Yeah. I like you a lot, Miley. You're cute, funny, talented and my best friend." Ouch that hurt. I wish I didn't have to be here, but Miley was standing against the only exit. I looked at Oliver who moved to sit on his computer chair. My eyes darted over to Miley, and she was no longer smiling. Obviously she looked a little shock to hear our friend's confession. Oliver made eye contact with me and I had an inkling of what he was probably thinking.
Probably wishing that I wasn't there to ruin their moment. Right now, I wished I wasn't there at all.
"Miles, you're so sweet, and gorgeous. You do everything almost flawlessly." I let out a deep sigh almost too dramatic. I don't even know why. It was strange hearing Oliver say this. I mean we almost kissed for one thing. I stared at the spot where we once were.
"Oliver I-" Miley started.
"I know. You don't like me like that. But you asked and I felt that I had to say it." Oliver rambled on. I knew what he was doing. He was pulling the classic guilt trip with a side of cliché. Then Miley will respond 'Oliver you're wrong, I do like you.' But I remained quiet as I watched the two almost as if it were a soap opera.
"Oliver…" Here it comes. I braced my heart for the impact. "You're right. I don't like you like that." See, I called that one. Wait a minute. Miley just shut him down. I looked and studied Oliver's face to see how hurt he was. But there was no hurt just surprise. I bet he was expecting the same thing as I was.
"I should really go." I said feeling the tension build up. Miley once more shook her head. Argh. Why is she doing this to me? I crossed my arms annoyed.
"Lilly, please." She begged. I let out a sigh and rolled my eyes at her. But no one could say no to her. "Oliver I'm sorry that I hurt you." Miley quickly turned her eyes back to Oliver. Now he looked hurt. I wish I could make him smile as I stared at him sympathetically.
"Can't you just give us a chance?" Oh man now he was begging. I felt awful for him. I turned my gaze back at the other girl. She looked as if she was considering if she should or not. A part of me wanted her to say yes. I couldn't take the hurt look on Oliver's face anymore. But another part of me wanted her to say no, and I was beginning to understand why.
"Kiss me."
"What?!" I heard the words flow out of my mouth. My voice matching with Oliver's shocked one. Why did Miley want me here!?
"Okay, I'm going. I am not going to sit here and watch you guys make out." I said loudly and a bit bitterly. I rose to my feet and walked past Oliver whose face was now a deep red. I felt like someone was tugging at my heart strings and that person was Miley.
"Please Lilly. Just wait." She commanded once more. This time I fought back.
"No, Miley. Why do you want me here so badly? Shouldn't this moment be special or something? What's my purpose here?" I semi-shouted. She opened her mouth to say something but I felt a tug at my wrist.
"As much as I agree with you, maybe just stay. So you don't leave angry." He said pulling me back to the bed. His logic made no sense but where his hand had wrapped around my wrist was too warm for me to care at the moment.
"I shouldn't be here. I muttered to myself under my breath. I grabbed Oliver's mp3 payer off his desk and placed the ear buds in. Right before a song came on, I heard Miley speak once more.
"Just-Kiss me." Her voice sounded hesitant and I turned the volume up loud, so I could lose any outside sound. I turned away so to give the two of them some privacy. But as soon as I sensed Oliver moving towards Miley my eyes had adverted back to them once again. I bit back all my emotions as Oliver bent forward an anxious smile on his face. It was understandable, he was about to kiss the girl of his dreams.
Miley looked as though she just wanted to get the kiss over with. She was probably going to realize that he was an amazing kisser or something, and tell him that she did want to go out with him. I so badly wanted to turn away, this had hurt so much. But my eyes were betraying me for they wouldn't close or turn away. Their lips touched and I could feel tears welling up.
No. I wouldn't cry. I should be happy for my two best friends. The music blasted loudly in my ears, but I paid no attention to it as I watched Oliver's hands cup Miley's face. I knew I was wishing that it was me, I wouldn't deny that. They were able to have a Hollywood kiss, unlike our almost to be one. They pulled away and both of their faces were red. I took the ear buds out and plastered a fake grin on my face.
"Well congratulations. I'm so happy that I was able to witness the first kiss. If you don't mind I'm going to two alone." I said throwing down Oliver's mp3 player. Both of them stood in my path to the door. 'Wow they're already an annoying couple.' I thought bitterly to myself.
"Lilly, will you please?" Miley said desperately. I looked over to Oliver and sat at the computer desk and crossed my arms. "I didn't feel anything. It was a nice kiss, but that was it. It was nice." I felt a huge weight lift off my shoulders as I stared at the shaggy haired teen. His face looked like it was indifferent.
"Agreed." Oliver said. He didn't sound or looked hurt. I took that as a good sign, and they didn't know how good it was to hear them say that. I let out a small smile, which caused the two of them to grin. "I guess I was wrong, again." Oliver joked.
"I know. First Hannah, then Miley. Your skills in deciding who you like are weak." I teased back. WE all laughed. So I guess it was a good idea that I did stay, because if I had left it wouldn't have resulted with the three of us laughing. We all settled down for a moment.
"How did you know I didn't really like you like that?" Oliver asked sitting against the bed while Miley sat on the floor in front of the door. "I mean kissing you was like kissing, like kissing…"
"A sister?" she offered. Oliver nodded.
"Exactly." Miley shrugged. She got up and went over to the pile of junk food I had gathered from Oliver's kitchen earlier and picked out a bag of chips.
"Good thing too. I would have probably continued to crush on you if you didn't do anything about it. Hey Lilly throw me a brownie." I rolled my eyes and tossed him one, which he caught with ease and opened it up. I grabbed a bag of chips for myself so glad that we got passed that awkward situation. Miley really knew how to pick a scene and run through it. "Seriously though, how did you know?" Was it really that fascinating to Oliver? I mean what if she had been wrong and she ended up liking him back?
"Because I know you like Lilly." I stared over at her in horror as Oliver choked on his brownie.
"What!?" The both of us shouted.
A/n: I'm not too proud of this chapter and not because of the Moliver I put in. But because it's kind of weak. About two more chapters, maybe three and I'll be done. Sorry it's shorter then normal guys.