I do not own Hannah Montana.

Lilys P O V

I woke up at around ten o'clock. I wake up late when I'm sick. I felt better though. I looked around for a minute as my memories came back to me. Jackson was behind me sleeping. I got out of his arms and went to go change since I was still in yesterdays clothes. I guess I really do like him, but I can't let anybody know. When I looked in the mirror my face looked better so I took my temperature. It was 100.6. Still a small fever. Oh no! What if I Jackson gets sick too? Then everyone will find out about last night.

When I went into Mileys room to get my stuff she was just waking up.

"Hey Lil," she said. I thought there was maybe some anger in her voice or something.

"Where'd you sleep last night?" she asked.

"Downstairs on the couch. I didn't want to get you sick."

"Really?" she asked.

"Yep," I said trying to sound casual.

"How'd your concert go?" I asked changing the subject.

"Good. Olivers coming over at one o'clock and we're going to the beach. You coming? Maybe Jackson will to."

Alright she definatly knew about last night. I still played dumb though.

"I don't know. I'll think about it."

We both got changed and went downstairs to Robbie making pancakes.

"Hey dad," said Miley.

"Hey Miles, I'm making enough pancakes for the four of you."

"Four?" she asked.

"Oh, yeah, Oliver called your cell while you where upstairs, he's coming over in five minutes."

"Oh, okay. Anything else?"

"He thought about going to the beach a little earlier."

"Okay."

I sat there, still feeling sick.

"So I heard you where pretty sick yesterday. Feeling any better?" Robbie asked.

"Yeah a little."

"You should take your temperature," said Miley.

"I'm 100.6"

"Oh okay."

Then the door opened and Oliver came in.

"Hello! It's Smokin' Oken!" He announced.

"What makes you so smoken again?" asked Miley.

I laughed.

"You, a chick, asked me over didn't you?"

We all laughed.

"Did you just call my daughter a chick?"

Oliver looked like he could hide under a rock.

"I'm just messin with you boy," he said smiling. Miley and I where still laughing.

Then Jackson came up the stairs. He looked horrible.

Mileys P O V

When Jackson came up the stairs he looked horrible. In fact, he looked like Lily did yesterday.

"Woah, Jackson you look like Lily did yesterday," I said. I will get the truth out of atleast one of them.

"Yeah, I feel like she did yesterday. It must be flu season."

"How could you get the same flu, Lily did. You must have done something," I said suspecesly.

"No I didn't do anything."

"Really?" I asked starring into his eyes.

Lily looked so embarrassed.

"Then why did you sleep with her?" Dad asked.

Everyone looked at dad.

"Not that way!" he yelled. We all went back to normal.

"Did you?" he asked.

That was awkward.

"No!" Lily shouted.

We all looked at her and she looked like she was going to cry.

"I was sitting watching t.v. and-"

She started bawling.

"Lil," said Jackson. "I've got this."

"Lily was sitting on the couch watching the weather channel because there was nothing on and I went and watched it with her. Then we accidently fell asleep there next to each other."

"Yeah right," I said.

"You want to say something you hag?" he asked.

"Hey! Not in my house!" Dad said to Jackson.

"Yeah, yeah I do," I said.

I walked over to him and stood right under him.

"Explain to me why Lily's lipstick was smudged."

Oliver almost did the little ooo thing you do when someone makes fun of you but reallized how awkward the moment was for that.

Lily got up from the table, bawling and went upstairs. A moment later we heard a door slam. I was positive it was the bathroom door. Oliver slowly got up, looked at us, and then went upstairs. I heard his footsteps stop right in front of the bathroom door.