Lilly walked down the aisle, clutching her bouquet of flowers close to her chest. She couldn't help but feel nauseous.
Of course, this wasn't her wedding, and the nausea she felt was caused by the three month old fetus inside of her.
It was her mother and Miley's father's wedding, which they all had flown down to the Bahamas for. Miley was right behind her, in the same dress, smiling her million dollar smile. But, Lilly wasn't able to smile the same way as she was busy trying to force herself not to vomit like she'd been doing much more than she would have liked recently. She watched Oliver smile at her , and she smiled back. Damn, he's looking fine in that suit.
Once the ceremony was finished she congratulated the newlyweds and excused herself back to her hotel room. Sure, in New York, her and Oliver shared a room, but here Oliver had to stay with his parent and Lilly had to share a room with Miley.
Lilly made it to the toilet just in time. When she thought she was finished, she brought her head up just to find that she was wrong. Someone behind her, that she hadn't notice come in, held her hair as she puked once more.
This time, she was finished so she flushed the toilet, brushed her teeth, and washed her face.
By now, she obviously knew it was Oliver there with her in the bathroom. "How did you get in here?"
Oliver held his hand to his chest with a fake insulted expression. Lilly giggled and he smiled. "Miley let me borrow her keycard.
Oliver already had his jacket off and was untying his tie when they got to Lilly's bed. Lilly sat down and Oliver undid a few of the buttons on his shirt.
"You know, it's way too hot here for this dressy occasion," Oliver said as he sat beside Lilly.
Lilly made sure she didn't get anything on her pale pink dress. "My mom always wanted to get married down here, but she was pregnant with me and my dad thought it was impractical."
Oliver cupped Lilly's chin with his hand and turned her face to him. Lilly blushed softly and closed her eyes as he leaned closer to her. Their lips met and before either of them realized what they were doing, they were laying naked underneath the covers.
Lilly was curled up with her head on Oliver's shoulder, his arm holding her close.
Once their breathing had calmed down, Oliver kissed Lilly's forehead. "Isn't it normally the newlyweds who have sex on their wedding day?"
Lilly crinkled up her nose. "I'd rather not think of my mother doing that, thanks."
Oliver laughed.
There was a knock on the door. "Hey sis! I gave Oliver my key, let me in, I brought you some dinner."
Lilly gasped and looked at Oliver. His eyes were wide as well. He looked back at Lilly then looked at the door. "Answer her," he whispered.
"Alright, Miley!" Lilly called, still looking at Oliver. "I'm coming!"
They both jumped up and helped each other dress. Then, Lilly ran for the door and opened it.
Miley rolled her eyes and handed Lilly a plate of food. "You two couldn't even contain yourself for one day?"
Oliver laughed and put his arm around Lilly's shoulders. "Of course we can," he replied with a smile then winked at Lilly. "We just don't want to, do we?"
Lilly blushed and faked a quiet giggle.
They sat on the bed and Lilly ate as much as she could keep down.
"So, what ever happened to you and Nick?" Oliver asked to make conversation.
"We were taking a break 'til the media calmed down," she replied and then sighed. "I guess we are going to wait even longer."
Lilly sunk down, but Oliver didn't understand what she was saying. "Why is that?" he grabbed some of the food left on Lilly's plate and ate it.
"Well, they are obviously going to notice eventually to Lilly is pregnant. She's already starting to show." Lilly crossed her arms across her stomach, embarrassed. "And it'll be pretty clear to them it might be Joe's, she was dating him when she got knocked up."
A tear slid down Lilly's cheek, and Oliver hugged her feeling stupid as it was another thing he didn't understand. He held her close, "It's alright, Lils."
Lilly pushed him away, tears falling faster. "No it's not! Miley and Nick can't be together. Joe's life will be ruined when the media find out. I'm pregnant and it might not be the guy I loves kid. And, it's all my fault! No, Oliver, it's not alright."
"Lilly," Oliver said soothingly, attempting to hug her, but Lilly didn't want to be comforted.
Lilly jumped up and ran for the door. "It;s your fault too, Oken. You're the reason I cheated, you're the reason I'm a pregnant whore."
The door slammed and neither Miley or Oliver could move from their shock, but Lilly could. And, she could run fast.