Don't expect this again... Ash told me to update again today, so I did. :)

Right, so 2 people got the movie right! Whoo... kudos to you. For those who want to know, it's 10 Things I Hate About You, one of my all time favourite movies... but I'm just using some scenes from the movie, not the plot. I'm also not using some scenes from John Tucker Must Die either... do you really want to imagine Oliver wearing the thong? I think not, so moving right along...

I must now credit some people, even though they don't know it! Thanks to Cayley (also known as iKara on the Moliver boards) and rockn'rollchick618 for their help when I needed them! And this person doesn't know he helped me, but... AutonomousAnonymous (also known as Mike on the Moliver boards) gave me the idea that Oliver doesn't like coffee! Thanks Mike! xD

Right, long authors note done...

Chapter 11-

I Wanna Hold You

Sunday afternoon Oliver came around. I'd taken to hiding in my room, I don't know why… I just didn't feel like facing the world today. I was sick of this charade and pulling Oliver along and making him fall for me.

Well, that's what I told myself. Lilly, however, thought differently. She made a surprise appearance early that morning telling me that I was falling for Oliver and that I had to keep my promise.

To get her away I pretended I was sick and rushed to my bathroom where I stayed for the next five minutes before coming out to discover she was gone. I then crawled back into my bed when my dad knocked on my door.

"Miles?" He called.

I sighed and threw the covers away from my face. "Yea Daddy?"

"Oliver's here to see you."

"What?!" I shouted, jumping out of my bed.

"He's downstairs waiting for you." Dad said and then I guess he walked away because I heard nothing more of him.

I frowned and looked down at myself. I was still in my pajamas because I had every intention of staying in bed today, but I guess that's going to change. So I walked over to my cupboard and took something out to put on for now.

I walked down the stairs and found Oliver in the kitchen talking to Jackson. I frowned as it looked like they were having a contest to see who could stuff the most hot dogs in their faces.

"I win!" Jackson shouted, spraying hot dog bits everywhere. I cringed at the sight.

"Jackson!" I shouted at him.

"What?" Does he not know you're supposed to swallow before you speak?

"Stop being so gross." I said and threw a napkin at him. I didn't notice that Oliver had moved around the counter and was now standing behind me. I only noticed him when his arms went around my waist and pulled me closer to him.

"Yeah Jackson, stop being so gross." He said and then rested his chin on my shoulder.

"Fine, fine." Jackson said and then grabbed the napkin I threw at him and wiped his face. "I'm off to work now…"

"Bye!" I called out to him. Jackson gave me a weird look as he left through the backdoor and I started laughing, Oliver joining in before turning me around to face him.

"I missed you." He said. I felt my face heat up; why did this always happen around him?

"I missed you too." I said and was surprised when I realized that I wasn't lying when I said that.

"I actually came here to ask you something." Oliver said, letting go of me and then sitting down on a chair by the table. I sat down on the chair next to his.

"Ok, what is it?" I asked him.

"Next weekend is my seventeenth birthday party and since you're my girlfriend, you have to be there." He said.

"Have to?" I asked.

"If you want to. Please say you'll be there Miley." He begged. I looked over at him, he really was begging me now and he looked so cute doing that. I couldn't help but smile.

"Yeah, I'll be there."

"Thank you!" He said and then kissed me.

"No problem." I said and then he grabbed my hand. "Uh, where are we going?"

"Out… anywhere you want to go, I'll take you." He said.

I stopped walking once we left my house. "Anywhere?"

"Anywhere." He confirmed, though he looked worried as to where my anywhere would lead us.

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"How about this one?"

"Miley, are you serious?"

"Dead serious." I said and turned around to look at Oliver and couldn't help but laugh at him. "You ok though?"

"Oh yeah, sure, I'm fine. My arms won't fall off because of all the clothes I'm carrying for you." He said sarcastically. I just rolled my eyes and continued browsing for some more clothes.

"You said you'd do anything I asked." I reminded him.

"Are you going to buy all of this though?" he asked me as I threw another random shirt onto the pile. Truth was I wasn't exactly shopping; I just wanted to see how long he'd last until he cracked.

"No, most likely not." I said. "Ooh, this is nice. Oliver?" I turned to see that he was gone. I walked back the way I'd come and found him leaning against the wall, trying to stop the pile of clothes in his arms from falling onto the ground.

"Don't you think you should go and try some of this on?" He asked. I laughed at him and took some of the clothes.

"If you don't want to shop with me, just say so and we'll go." I told him.

"No, I said I'd do what you wanted to do." Oliver said.

"Well, I don't want to shop anymore."

"Then what are we supposed to do with all these clothes?"

"Here, follow me." I said and walked back down the row of clothes, throwing random items onto the shelves or on the racks. When we'd finally gotten rid of it all, we quickly left the shop.

"Where to now?" Oliver asked me, putting an arm around my waist and pulling me closer to him. He always seemed to do this when we were out in public places, as if showing everyone that I belonged to him.

Which right now was a good thing, considering who we ran into.

"Oken!" We heard someone call out and we stopped walking. Because walking towards us was Jake Ryan, followed by a flock of fans.

"Ryan." Oliver said.

"Miley, right?" Jake said to me.

"Yeah." I said and looked back at Oliver. He was glaring at Jake who was staring at me. The fans that were following him had no idea what was actually happening here though.

But they caught on pretty quickly.

"I was just wondering if I could have a word with Miley." Jake then said.

"Why?" I asked him before Oliver could say anything.

"Just to talk, since you're now friends with Oliver."

"Leave her alone Ryan." Oliver said and pulled me closer. I always thought I'd enjoy it, having two boys fight over me, but I was wrong. I had a very bad feeling that this was not going to end well for any of us…

"What do any girls see in you?" Jake asked Oliver. "I mean, look at me? Big TV star and all."

"Just because you're famous doesn't mean you don't have any flaws." I said.

"Jake Ryan has no flaws."

"Really? You're so full of yourself that you probably couldn't keep a girlfriend for long. But that's ok, you've got millions of fans."

"What do you know? You don't even know me." Jake said. I looked at the fans, some of them looked annoyed that I was taking all of Jake's attention and some were confused as to what I was going on about.

"I know guys like you." I said. "Come on Oliver."

"Bye Ryan." Oliver called her his shoulder as we left Jake behind.

"What is his problem anyway?" I asked when we were out of earshot.

"Jake isn't used to be turned down by a girl." Oliver said and then shrugged. "Now where to Miley?"

"Starbucks!" I said and pointed to the coffee shop, dragging Oliver along with me.

"Alright, but I'm paying." He said as we stood in the queue.

"If you insist." I said and shrugged.

"What would you like then?"

" A white chocolate mocha." Oliver nodded and ordered it for me.

"Don't you drink coffee?" I asked him.

"I don't like it."

"Would you drink it for me?" He stopped walking and looked at the cup I was holding in my hands. He made a face and shook his head.

"Sorry, no." I smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

"Good." I said. He then smiled and put his arm around my shoulder and we then just walked around the mall, talking.

Until we ran into Lilly, who looked worried now.

"Miley, I need to talk to you." She said.

"Lilly, we're on a date here." Oliver put in.

"I need to speak with Miley! It's urgent!" She then pulled my arm and I was pulled out of Oliver's arms. Lilly then dragged me away until we were far away from Oliver.

"What is it?" I asked her.

"It's about Mikayla, Amber and Sarah. Do you know what they have planned for Oliver's birthday?" She asked me.

"They planned something and didn't include me?"

"Miley, focus here." Lilly snapped her fingers in front of my face. "Look, they plan on bursting the whole thing open then, showing Oliver that they were just using him through you."

I stopped breathing. I stared wide-eyed at Lilly, trying to process this information. This was happening too quickly, the party was next week! I wasn't ready, I couldn't… I didn't…

"Miley!" Lilly said and then patted my cheek until I finally focused on her again. "It's ok, I have a plan."

"Which is?"

"Sorry, I can't tell you right now. I need you to go along with whatever Mikayla and them tell you to do until the night of the party. Then my plan will come into action." She said and then grinned evilly.

I looked at Lilly and then back at Oliver. He was pretending to window shop, but every so often he would look at us. He caught me looking at him and smiled at me.

"Ok." I said to her. "I'll follow your plan."


Dun, dun, dun... DUN! Ok, since I gave you a long note at the top, I shall make this short... Oh no wait, I forgot what I really wanted to say now anyways. Update will come when I write chapter 12, which will take a while... Plus it's my 16th birthday party on Saturday, so I can only write tomorrow and Thursday... maybe Friday as well, we'll see. :)