"You said you'd be there for me!"
"Oliver, I was just--"
"Bailing on me?"
"No! I was just thinking about bailing on you. It's different!"
"You said I was the Titanic!" I chase after him after he leaves.
"Not the ship! The very successful movie! You made like a billion dollars!" I turn to Dad, "Okay, Daddy, we need a new warning signal."
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Ugh, I can't do this. When have I ever been nervous on stage?
"& I'm still getting it.. wrong," I sing until I fall on the floor. I stare out into the audience. Suddenly, I see Oliver stand up and sing the rest of the song, and getting everyone else to sing it, too. I remember the words and continue singing. All of a sudden, I feel a lot better. I can remember everything.
Throughout the whole show, I looked at Oliver watching and smiling. After I totally bailed on him, he can still be such a nice person. He doesn't cease to amaze me. Wait, do I like Oliver? I must admit, after that talk after the Josh incident, I realized what an amazing person he truly is. He's always been there for me, and after Lily, he's my best friend. He's better than any other guy I've ever met. But could it really happen? Oliver and I? As a couple? Probably not, but maybe I will still care for him. And maybe, as more than a friend.
After the show, I met up with Lily and Oliver backstage.
"Oliver!" I run up to him and give him the biggest hug in the world, "Thank you so much! I can't believe you would do that for me even after what I did to you. You're the best guy I have ever met. I don't deserve you at all."
Nothing is being said, "Oliver?"
"Yes, you do." I hear him say over my shoulder.
"Alright! Hey, Oliver? Can you get me and Miley a drink from the vending machine? It's around the corner!" Lily says. Totally interrupting the mood. After he left, she pulled me aside.
"YOU LIKE OLIVER!" She yells.
"Shh! Not so loud!" I tell her.
"SO YOU DO!"
"SHH."
"It's about time. I mean, I've seen him look at you. And you look at him. I mean I'm always thinking to myself, 'When are they ever going to realize that they are meant for each other?' I mean, come on, Miley! Do you really have a brain in there? Knock, Knock! Who's there? NOT MILEY'S BRAIN!"
"Lily, I don't think I've ever felt this way about anyone before."
"Tell him!"
"NO!"
"YES"
"NO!"
"YES!"
"What are you two arguing about now?" Oliver says as he walks in with sodas in his hands.
"Oh.. Nothing," Lily says as she pushes me towards Oliver.
"Oliver. I just wanted to say..."
"Yes?" he asks.
"Um.. Thank you again. For what you did tonight. You're a great friend."
"Oh. Sure. Yeah, no problem. Um, I need to get home. My mom is picking me up. Lily, do you need a ride?"
"Oh no. It's fine. I'll just ride with Chicken," Lily replied.
"What?" Oliver turns around to ask.
"I mean, Miley," Lily says.
Oliver leaves. Lily doesn't even need to scream. She gives me that look. That "What a wimp!" look.