Tell me what you think so far. I've been writing this for sometime. But this is my first ever fanfic.

"You kissed Oliver?" Lily asked.

It was the day after, we kissed and Lily and I were having some Miley/Lily time.

"Lily. That's the ninth time you've asked me that!" I told her.

"Okay! Hold on. One more, and then I'll make ten. So, YOU KISSED OLIVER?" Lily yelled into my face.

"Yes. Lily. I kissed Oliver. He kissed me.. We kissed. Why am I so flustered?"

"Duh! You're in love, you ding-dong. Not like teen love. This is true love. You guys are lovers. That love each other. On the LOOOOVE boat."

"Okay. You really need to shut your pie hole!"

"So are you two like 'together' now?"

"I don't know. We haven't really talked about it. It was kind of weird after the kiss. He just walked me home. We were like 2 feet apart. Awkward, much? Chyeah!"

Lily sat on the bed eating a bad of potato chips, listening to my stories. It's great to have her there for girl talk, but I'd rather have Oliver there. Just to talk about us.

"Okay, look. I'll go, you call Oliver. Meet, Talk, Kiss. Do your thang. I have to go visit my Aunt Patty anyway. Don't forget to call me!"

As soon as she left, I took the phone and called Oliver.

"Hello?"

"Hey."

"Miley? I'm so glad you called. I was going to, but I wasn't sure if..."

"It's okay. I felt the same way."

"So. What now?"

"Let's start simple. Everything I said was true."

"And what I said was true."

"And the kiss?"

"The kiss was good." Phew, was I glad to hear that!

"Good."

"Yeah. Okay, time to cut to the chase. I wanna be with you, Oliver. Not like in your company. Like actually be together."

"You do? Because, Miles, I want to be with you, too. God, for the longest time!"

"So it's settled? We're together. You're my boyfriend?"

"Only if you'll be my girlfriend."

"It's a deal. Hey, meet me at the beach in 20, kay?"

"I'll be there. Bye."

Great. Now what am I going to wear? When have I ever been this nervous to go meet with Oliver? Okay. This should be casual. Shorts? Maybe it'll be too flashy. Capris are fine. Wait. I'll just wear what I'm wearing right now. What's going on with me? Could it be true? Could I truly and deeply be in love?

"MILEY! GET OUT OF THE BATHROOM! NATURE IS CALLING!"

"JACKSON! You're so disgusting. Just wait! This is very important. Nature can wait 2 minutes."

"AGHH! YOU SURE ABOUT THAT?"

I open the door, "Chill out. I'm done." I ran out the door to the beach. I see Oliver sitting on the sand staring into the ocean. I sit down next to him.

"Hey stranger."

"Woah. I didn't hear you coming."

"I bet not. You seemed pretty much into your own thing. I don't think you would have noticed if the world was fire."

He laughed, "You're..." I couldn't take it anymore. I kissed him. Quick and soft, "Amazing." He flopped onto his back into his beach.

"Haha. And you are very cute," I said as I laid down next to him.

He wrapped him arm around me and we just laid there staring into the sky.

I turned to face him, "What time is it?"

"Oh. Um, 5, I think."

"No way! We were here 2 hours?"

"I guess time flies when we're having fun. Do you want me to walk you home?"

"I think that would be great."

We stood up, brushed the sand from our clothes. He put his hand on the opposite side of my waist and we walked until we got to my door.

"Oliver, wait. I just wanted you to know. That no matter what goes on between us, we'll always be best friends first. Okay?"

"Yeah! Definitely!"

I took his hand and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before I went into the house.