Seriously guys! The story's almost done! How exciting is that? But for now it's getting kind of tough to write because it's nearing the end but you know how that is.
It had been 3 whole days now and Lilly still had not talked to me. I hadn't really talked to Miley much either since every time we did chat, all she would bring up was the kiss. It was starting to bother me. Yeah we kissed but so what? Lilly just hated me again, we had gotten nowhere with our relationship, and quite frankly now the whole public could see this mess we were in.
My phone rang. I prayed it was Lilly. Nope. Miley.
"Hey Miley." I said.
"Oh hey Oliver. So, um still nothing from Lilly?"
"Nothing. She hasn't called me, come over, I don't know what's happened to her."
"Well I can assure you nothing's happened to her. She's just sitting in her house all depressed."
"Oh. Well can you tell her-?"
"You know she won't listen Oliver. I'm her best friend and every time I bring you up, she just hangs up on me. I've never seen her this upset before. And that's why I called. Oliver, I need to know what's going on. I'm not getting anything from Lilly. But you're my friend; you'll tell me right?"
"Sure Miley. Anything. It's just…I so badly wanted her to see how much I truly care for her, and I thought she felt the same way. I guess I was wrong…"
"Oh Oliver. Don't give up. Gosh, were you really that in love with her?"
"Yeah I was. And now I've lost her forever…"
"So all those nights you asked me about the chick flicks and questioned me…I was right the whole time?" "I was hoping you hadn't caught on. You did?" I asked her.
"It was pretty obvious Oliver. I caught you checking her out that first night…that's when this whole weird thing between you two started. You were never the same two adorkable friends that I knew. That's when my suspicions began to rise."
"Well it doesn't matter now. I thought she loved me, but I guess she was right when she said we should just stay friends. But I was too naïve to listen."
"What are you talking about Oliver?" Miley asked me.
It was time to tell her. "The magazine photo was kind of our second time kissing."
"What? Oh my gosh! No wonder you two were acting so strangely!"
"Yeah. I kissed her. And I thought it meant we could finally be something new, more than friends. And yet, she told me we should stay friends. That it was for the best. And that's why I dated Tracy. It was our way of separating each other from dating rumors that might arise."
"Wow Oliver. So what made you kiss her for the second time?"
"After the movie at your house, you kept saying to me to "make my move" and I realized that I couldn't hold out any longer. I do love Lilly. Even if she doesn't return the feeling, I love her and I can't help it. I don't know why I suddenly realized that I'm in love with my best friend. And then I just kissed her…one last try. And then came the photographer."
"I feel so horrible Oliver! I rushed you to Lilly. I should've told you to wait. Oh Oliver…"
"Don't Miley. It's not your fault; I promise it's not. I don't care anymore whether Lilly's in love with me or not because I'm in love with her and I just wish just once…"
"Oliver…"
"I have to go Miley. Nice talking to you."
I hung up the phone. Oh Lilly…
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My phone rang once again. Maybe Lilly had come to her senses?
It was Miley: again.
I picked up the phone and yelled into it, "Miley, I'm done talking alright? Sheesh!"
There was no answer. That's when I realized she had not called me but sent me a text. I laughed. Boy was I stupid.
It read: Hey Oliver. Sorry to bother you again but in all the drama I forgot to tell you that I have a Hannah Concert tonight. Come!
I texted back: No way! You know who will be there…she won't come if she knows I'm coming.
Miley replied: Come on Oliver. You need to get your mind off of all this. Just come with me alright?
I finally said: Fine Miley. But you better not plan anything. This is Lilly's and mine's problem, not yours. Please Miley. I just want to have fun alright? No drama.
Miley: No problem Oliver. See you tonight. I'll pick you up in the limo at 7.
I turned off my cell phone. I prayed Miley wouldn't try to get us back together again. Seriously, what was the point? Any relationship we might've had was over; I just wanted to go back how we used to be: friends who talked to each other. And now I didn't have either.
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That night…
It was 6:59. Miley would be here any minute. I check myself in the mirror and applied my goatee. I heard a honk outside and hopped in the limo along with Hannah and her dad.
I looked around. No sign of Lilly.
Miley caught on. "She's getting her own ride there if you're wondering Mike."
"Oh? She wants to avoid me that much?"
"Mike would you stop it. I thought you said you wanted to keep your mind off of her. You're not really helping matters…"
"You're right." I replied. "Sorry. So, um…"
"It's hard to not talk about her huh?" Miley asked me.
I nodded my head.
'It's okay Mike. Everything's going to be fine alright?"
"If you say so…"
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Lola ended up showing up half-an hour late. I wanted to ask her why she was so late, but resisted. There would be no point.
I saw her watching the concert form behind the curtain. I so badly wanted to go up and grab her waist and tickle her just like I used to. The way she giggled was always so cute. That was of course when we were still friends. Tonight she was wearing her red wig. She had o a black poofy skirt with red and white striped tube socks. Ah, good old Lola. As crazy as she always looked, for some reason I enjoyed it. It made her so much different from everyone else. And even though most people would find a girl with white, red, purple, and occasionally orange hair ugly, I found it quite hot.
She turned around. Crap. I was caught…
Lola gave me a dirty stare and walked into the ladies bathroom. Of course, the one place she could escape from me.
I sighed. She really did hate me.
As I sat in a chair backstage, I caught someone coming towards me. Tracy. Why did she follow me everywhere?
"Mike! Wow. You look fantastic tonight."
"Oh yeah…" I faintly replied.
She took a seat next to me. "Someone's upset tonight."
I didn't respond. She was no help to me.
"Break up with your girlfriend?"
I froze. "How'd you know?"
"Lucky guess. But um, thanks for telling me."
Dang. I was stupid.
"Yeah. Well now you know. You happy about that or something?"
"No. Why would I be happy? Breakups aren't exactly fun as far as I can remember…"
I gasped. She wasn't talking about-
"It's okay Mike. You don't need to feel bad or anything. I know we weren't meant to be."
"Apparently not me and Lola either."
We were both quiet for a moment. "Tracy? Why are you all of a sudden talking to me about this? You hate Lola…"
"I don't know Mike. Lately, ever since you broke up with me, I just-every time we went out I saw something in your eyes. That look of love. I could tell you were in love with someone…and when I saw that picture, I don't know. I just changed; I realized why I have hated Lola so much over the years. I was jealous of her."
I was stunned. Tracy was jealous of somebody?
"Jealous? Of Lola? I mean why? She doesn't have anything more than you do. You're both Hannah's friend."
"She had you." Tracy replied.
I stayed silent. I never realized how much…
"Tracy. I never knew you felt so much for me."
"I guess I just wanted to have a boyfriend. And Lola had you and since I was so jealous, I guess that kind of meant I had to have you."
"Tracy…"
"It's okay Mike. You love her, you should be with her. All those times I went on dates with you and that one time I kissed you, I was just trying to make you mine. I wanted to make you love me. It just never happened. But please Mike. You're meant to be."
"Wow Tracy. Um, thanks. That's really nice of you. I just never would've thought."
"I know. I hid it pretty well huh? And I just wanted to say I feel so utterly stupid for being such a bitch to everyone. You and Lola and…I'm so sorry."
I smiled. "I never thought I would say this to you Tracy, but apology accepted."
"Thank you." She choked back tears. "But I must know, did something happen between you two?"
I became sad once again. "Yeah. I thought she loved me. And then when I tried to kiss her as you saw in the magazine, well…she's not speaking to me. I guess my love for her was just a crush. I should've never thought anything more."
"Mike. Come on, I lose you to her, and now you're just going to let her go?" "I have no choice Tracy. She doesn't love me."
"Mike. I don't say this much, but I know you two were meant to be! I might sound stupid Mike, but I don't know. I didn't lose you for nothing; I'm not going to let you lose both of us."
"I just don't know how Tracy."
"I know you'll do the right thing Mike." She gave me a weak smile.
"Thank you." I whispered, and kissed her forehead softly.
I thought this was actually a really good chapter. It was one of my longest, and there were lots of confessions made. I was so happy to see Tracy become good. I got kind of tired of her being so bitchy so I changed her to a nice person. Did you like the change? I liked how she got all affectionate and nice to Mike and stuff like that. Story's almost over! So exciting and so sad. I made this kind of a sad chapter. I was listening to Miley C's Goodbye. Pretty depressing song. Lol. When will Lilly ever talk to Oliver? Please review!