Here's the next chapter = ) hope you like it. And thanks for the reviews!

Okay, so I have some good and some bad news, but I'll let you read this chappy first, so make sure you read my AN at the end.

P.S.: En Phoebe, dankje voor de complimenten! En idd, verhalen klinken in het Engels zó veel beter dan in het Nederlands ;)

Disclaimer: I do not own HM

"Well, I don't wanna talk to you," Lilly bristled, making ready to turn around and continue her walk to school again. Oliver's hand however, stopped her again.

"That's too bad, 'cause this is important," Oliver said, his voice containing a cold tone, "At least I think it is for you."

Lilly angrily shrugged his hand off again and snapped, "Okay then, what is so important?"

"This," he said, while holding up a picture. Lilly looked at it. It was a picture of her and Miley kissing on the beach. Lilly knew when the picture was made. She remembered that day at the beach, it was about a week ago.

"A picture of me and Miley kissing, that's it?" Lilly asked, certainly not impressed.

"Yes," he calmly answered.

"Whatever." Lilly rolled her eyes and turned around and walked away.

"You obviously have no idea of what I could do with this picture," Oliver's voice sounded behind her.

Lilly stopped and slowly turned back around, narrowing her eyes. "Okay, speak."

"I could show this picture to anyone I want," he said, his voice deadly calm. He seemed very pleased wth himself.

Lilly nearly laughed in his face. "Yeah, you could do that. But what's the point? People already know about us and they're okay with it."

"Not everyone knows."

Lilly swallowed. "What are you talking about?"

Oliver smirked, knowing he now had her full attention. "You see, I've been informed about, ehm… how will I say it, Miley's non-existent relationship with her father. Mr. Stewart may find this picture very interesting."

"H-How do you know about that?" Lilly asked. She cursed herself for sounding so nervous. She didn't want to let him think he had won, although the situation seemed to be getting worse with each second.

"That's not important," Oliver smirked.

Lilly swallowed again, hard. She had to get him off the idea of showing that picture to Miley's father. "Well, if your sources have informed you correctly, you must know that Miley's father is never home. He doesn't care for her. So why showing that picture? It's not like it can get any worse."

Oliver laughed, and it only made Lilly hate him even more. "Oh, Lilly, I knew you'd try something. But that's not gonna work. You know it could get worse. He's still her father. If he finds out she has a girlfriend, she'll be dead to him. And then she loses the only family she has left around her."

Lilly blinked away the tears that formed in her eyes from being so angry. How could Oliver do such thing? Cheating on me, that's one thing, but destroying other people's lives?

She heard him saying, "I think I'm gonna pay Mr. Stewart a visit." He turned around to leave, but Lilly's voice stopped him.

"Please, don't!"

He faced her again and Lilly wanted nothing more than to slap the grin off his face. She let out a shaky breath before saying, "How can I stop you from showing that picture."

"You need to break up with her."

Lilly's eyes went wide. "No! I can't and I won't do that," she desperately exclaimed. She could no longer control her emotions. This was like her worst nightmare. Her lips slightly began to quiver and tears fell freely from her eyes.

"You have to," Oliver said, "It's wrong, Lilly, and you know it." His voice sounded colder than ever. But then it softened as he added, "Maybe you'll be even willing to give me a new chance. I feel terrible about everything that happened with Stacie."

"Never," Lilly said, pouring all her hate she held for this boy in it.

Oliver's icy stare returned. "Fine. By the end of the week, I want you two broken up. You know the consequences." He turned and walked away, but not before saying over his shoulder, "And don't even think about telling her, or anyone else. 'Cause if I find out, and I will, I'll show the picture anyway."

When Oliver finally disappeared from Lilly's view, she broke down crying, having no idea about what to do.

The rest of the day at school went by awfully quick. Sarah had noticed her red and puffy eyes and had asked her about it, several times. But Lilly kept dodging her questions. She didn't want to take any risk, especially since Oliver had been keeping an eye on her all day.

Finally, the bell rang, seemingly for the end of another, normal day at school. But for Lilly is wasn't just another day. For her, it was going to be the worst day of her live. It was all like a terrible nightmare, and she knew she couldn't just wake up. And the worst part had yet to come as she was going to Miley's this afternoon.

Later, Lilly found herself standing in front of Miley's house. Miley had texted her about her dad not being home, so she could come over. She wanted to see Miley, but she didn't wanna go inside, knowing what she had to do.

She took a deep breath and rang the bell. Only seconds later, a smiling Miley opened the door. To Lilly's surprise, she wasn't exactly wearing pyjama's or some sweatpants –clothes you would expect someone to wear when they're sick. No, instead, she looked like she always did: gorgeous, and definitely not sick.

"Hey, baby," Miley greeted before taking Lilly in her arms and planting a lingering kiss on her mouth.

"Hey, Miles," Lilly said when they parted. She eyed Miley's outfit a bit before saying, "You aren't sick, are you?"

Miley grinned mischievously. "No, not really." But then her eyes suddenly turned sad and she averted her eyes from Lilly's. "I had some other things to do," she spoke softly. She quickly looked at Lilly again, saying, "I wanted to tell you, really. But I wanted to do it in person, and…well, you're here now."

"It's okay, really," Lilly said. Sadness overtook her as she remembered her unwanted conversation with Oliver that morning. "I-I, ehm…," she tried, doing her best to blink away the tears that formed in her eyes. "I have something to tell you, too."

Miley's face turned curious and concerned at the same time. "Okay, come in," she said as she let Lilly enter the house.

Lilly walked straight to the couch as she suddenly felt dizzy, frantically thinking: I don't wanna do this. This can't be happening. But there were no other options. She had to do this. For Miley's sake.

She felt how Miley came to sit closely next to her and took one of her hands in her own. "Oh my God, you're trembling," Miley said, her voice genuine concerned.

"I-It's nothing," Lilly lied. She cleared her throat. "Uhm, why don't you tell me what you've been up to today."

"Uh uh," Miley shook her head. "That can wait. You first tell me what's gotten you so upset."

Lilly felt a tear leak from the corner of her eye. Please let me wake up, please let me wake up, I can't take it anymore.

Soft hands cradled her face and turned her head slightly, so that she was now looking into Miley's concerned eyes. Miley wiped away the tear that trickled down her face. "You can tell me, sweetie," she whispered.

When Lilly didn't answer for long seconds after that, Miley leaned forward and captured Lilly's lips in a gentle and caring kiss. She didn't know why Lilly stiffened at the first contact, but was glad when Lilly eagerly responded. That is, until she felt Lilly's hand pressing against her chest, softly pushing her away.

"W-We can't," Lilly cracked.

Now Miley was utterly confused. She leaned back so that Lilly could have the personal space she obviously wanted, but kept sitting close to her, silently telling her she was there for her.

"We can't do this anymore," Lilly continued. More tears were leaking from her eyes and she looked more pale than Miley had ever seen her.

"What's the matter, Lilly?" Miley cautiously asked. When Lilly didn't answer, Miley said, "Are you sick or something? Because if that's why I can't kiss you-"

"No, no, Miley, that's not it," Lilly desperately interrupted.

"Then what is it?" Miley softly asked, now having an unpleasant feeling in her stomach.

"This thing we have…we can't do it anymore."

Long seconds went by before Miley said anything. "A-Are you saying…?" Miley stammered, tears forming in her eyes. A sad look and an expression of disbelief covered her face, and the sight of it made Lilly want to vomit because of what she was doing. She took a deep breath and tried with all she had to make her voice sound as steady as possible.

"You, me…us…it's over."

Miley quietly gasped and teared her eyes away from Lilly. After a few agonizing minutes, she stood up and slowly made her way the the kitchen counter, quickly grabbing it to help her stand on her unsteady feet. Tears fell from her eyes as she turned to look at Lilly, who sat slumped on the couch with a miserable look on her face.

"Why?" Miley cracked, her voice thick with tears.

Lilly lowered and shook her head, muttering something that sounded like, "I can't tell you."

For long minutes, only crying could be heard from both girls. Lilly suddenly stood up and almost ran to the door.

"Lilly, please, wait!"

The door slammed shut and Miley was left alone in her house again. Her heavy crying continued.

"Please…"

Lilly sobbed almost hysterically as she walked to her car. She closed the door, but didn't start the engine. Oh God, I can't believe I did that, she kept thinking. She knew it wouldn't be safe if she went driving in this state. After about ten minutes of calming down, or at least an attempt to, she drove the car out of Miley's driveway, tears silently streaming down her cheeks, not once looking back.

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Hmm, don't you guys just hate Oliver? I know I do (at least in this story).

Okay, first the good news, or at least to me it's a good thing. Starting this Saturday, I'm taking English classes for about two weeks, where I hope to expand my English vocabulary. So I hope I can take my writing to 'a higher level' when I come back, 'cause my translations seem to be a bit stiffy sometimes, or not deep enough, you know what I mean?

Hmm, now the bad news. When I come back from these classes, I'm going on holiday with my parents, which will last three weeks. Which means that, plus my english classes, I'm going to be abroad for more than a month. During this vacation I'm certainly going to take my notebook with me so I can write some more chapters. I don't like leaving the story like this, but I don't think I've got time to update before Saturday. So I hope you understand that =)

With that said, please please review so I can read them all before I leave and then maybe can come up with a few ideas. Reviews make my day =) Have a nice summer!