Luckily, on the next date Jake didn't do anything like the last time. Sure, he had tried, but Miley had managed to avoid most of it at least. Things seemed safe with Jake; he didn't look like he would talk…yet. Jake had made another date that Saturday:

"Saturday?"

Saturday. She was supposed to go to the movies with Josh on Saturday. "But I'm going somewhere with J-" she protested only to be cut off.

"So you'll go? There's nothing on? Great," he said and glared at her, making sure his meaning was clear. Miley had to cancel.

She prodded at her lunch with her food, her head rested against her cheek.

"Miley, are you ok?" Josh asked.

She looked up, "Yeah…I'm fine. Just one thing…could we postpone the movies to another day? Something came up."

Josh shrugged, "Ok then. How about Sunday?"

Dang, Hannah has a photo shoot. "I can't; Jackson has a volleyball game out of town, Dad says I have to go." Even though Miley had become much better at lying, it still didn't feel any better; if anything, it made her feel worse.

"Oh…wish him luck for me then." She looked up at him, and he put on a grin. She gave him a small smile and hugged him tightly, burying her head in his chest.

"Thank you," she whispered, "and I'm sorry."

He pulled Miley away by the shoulders and looked her in the eyes. "Don't be. There's nothing to be sorry for. Ok?" Miley bit her lip and nodded.

Lily broke into a run after Miley's retreating back, pushing through students in the crammed hallway. He knocked over Ms Kunkle and finally caught up to Miley.

"Miley!" she panted, out of breath.

"Oh!" Miley jumped, "hi, Lily. What's up?"

Lily shrugged, "nothing. Just didn't want to walk by myself," she said, looking nervously over her shoulder.

"Are you ok? You seem to be…avoiding something."

"What? Me? Jumpy? Psht, what made you think of that, I'm not jumpy!"

"Ok, ok, calm down. Sheesh." They continued walking along the hallway. "Hey Lily," Miley said, "you know what I've just noticed?"

Lily gave a distracted 'hm?'

"We haven't had some Miley Lily time in a while, have we?"

Lily seemed to relax a little, "yeah, you're right."

"How about we have a girls' night in this Friday?"

"Sounds good. Yeah, a girls' night in is what I need right now."

Friday…

Miley smiled; having a girls' night in was a brilliant idea. She missed spending time with Lily, it seemed as though they were both pretty distant at the time. Lily let herself in, DVDs in hand. Miley grinned and plonked down on the couch with a bowl of popcorn. Lily put in the DVD and sat down next to Miley, taking some popcorn. After watching 'Blades of Glory', Lily flipped the lights on and put the DVD back in its case.

"I miss this," she said, "just us two. No stupid boys," she said angrily, snapping the case shut violently.

"Wow, Lily. Where'd the aggression come from? Did someone do something to you?"

Lily sat back on the couch, hugging her knees to her chest and resting her forehead on them. "No… not someone…just me."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Lily sighed and pushed her hair back. "A guy likes me…and…well, it's complicated."

"Who is it?"

"Promise you won't laugh?" Miley nodded. Lily screwed up her eyes and said quickly, "It's Oliver."

"Oliver!" Miley exclaimed. "I mean…Oliver?"

Lily rolled her eyes, "Fine, go ahead and laugh. I know you want to."

"Thank you," she promptly burst into a fit of giggles, "Ok, I'm good."

"Good, now will you let me explain?" Miley nodded and listened attentively. "It all started when you and Josh creamed us at bowling, remember? Well…we kissed."

"Urgh! I mean…go on."

Lily rolled her eyes again, "yeah, I thought it was gross at the time, but it turns out that he's a really good kisser. I became addicted to him. I know," she held her head in shame, "I know, it is unbelievably selfish, but…he's like a drug."

"I think that's called lurvvvv."

"Shut up, I do NOT like Oliver!"

"Yeah; you lurv him."

"Stop acting like a six year old; do you want me to finish the story or what?" Miley nodded. "Alright then, shut your trap."

"The trap is shut."

Lily glared at her and Miley mimed zipping her mouth and throwing away the key. "Well, I just kept coming back for more and more, I didn't realize… Oliver liked me. He kept asking me out and telling me how much he liked me and I…I'm just not ready. Do you know what I mean?" Miley nodded. "And it sucks because I know I'm hurting Oliver but he just won't quit." She let out an exasperated growl and let her head fall on her knees again.

"Can I talk now?" Lily shrugged. "I think you should tell him…that you're not ready."

"He'll wait."

"Exactly, and when you're ready…"

Lily shrugged dismissively and busied herself eating popcorn. "How about you," she said accusingly, "you haven't exactly been one hundred percent Miley."

"What are you talking about?"

"Oh come on, blowing Josh for Jackson's 'volleyball game'? Jackson's not even on the team, what's the deal with that?"

"Well…I had a Hannah thing."

"And why wasn't I invited?" Lily pouted. Miley shrugged. "Miley, I know you well enough to know when you're lying. So tell me, what's the deal?"

Miley was seriously considering telling the truth, but Jake's words rang in her ears: "A word to anyone and I talk. Am I clear?" Miley shook her head. "Don't worry about me. I'm fine. Really." She nodded reassuringly at Lily, who raised her eyebrow skeptically and shrugged.

"I'm always here if you need me, you know that, right?"

"Of course I do, Lily," Miley said and fiddled with a piece of fluff on the carpet. "So…what other movies did you bring?"

AN: this one is pretty short…I just thought Lily needed some closure…also showing Miley's struggle with Jake a bit… Anyhoo…

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