a/n - This is going to be mostly Miley's point of view just to let you know.

I covered my mouth and ran into the bathroom. I got on my hands and knees and coughed until I puked up my apple juice from this morning. When I stood up, Oliver was standing right behind me. He looked so sweet when he was concerned... wait, gotta make this convincing. Oliver pulled me into a hug and I lay my head on his shoulder. "It's okay Miley."

We both went back into the nurse's station. "Miley, I've already called your dad and he is coming to pick you up," The nurse said. "You can lie on that bed until he gets here if you'd like."

"Ok, thanks," I said as I climbed into the bed.

"I'm gonna go get your stuff. I'll be right back," Oliver said as he left the room.

Oliver's POV (this will only be for a few lines)

I walked into the cafeteria where Lily was sitting. "Hey, where's Miley?" She asked.

"Oh, she's going home," I said.

"Why? What's wrong?" Lily asked, getting up.

"Once we got there she threw up, so she's going home. I just came to get her stuff," I told her, grabbing Miley's backpack.

"Oh my gosh Oliver, did you see her throw up?" Lily asked me. Well that's kind of a stupid question.

"Yeah...,"

"Oh, goodness," Lily sighed as she sat back down.

"What? What did I do?" I asked.

"Never mind. Just go take her her stuff, I'll tell you later."

Miley's POV:

Oliver walked back into the nurse's station and sat my stuff by the bed. The nurse had left for lunch break, so we were alone. He leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek. "It would've been on the lips if you weren't sick," Oliver said. "Well, I've gotta go."

"Oliver, can you please stay here until either my dad comes or the bell rings. I don't want to be alone," I begged, giving him the puppy dog face.

"Okay, fine. I'll stay with you," Oliver agreed as he sat down beside the bed.

I kinda liked that face he had after I puked. Well, I know how I can see it again! I went back into the bathroom, getting on my hands and knees once again. This time, I just coughed a little before standing up. I didn't have anything to throw up anymore.

"Better now?" Oliver asked.

"I think," I replied. We walked back into the nurse's office where my dad was. "Hi daddy."

"Hey darlin. How are you feeling?" He asked me.

"Still bad," I replied, grabbing my stuff from beside the bed.

"I'm gonna go sign you out," He said as he left the room.

Oliver came over to me and gave me a kiss on the lips. "I don't care if you're sick, I couldn't wit. I'll see you this afternoon. Me and Lily will come and check on you, ok?"

"Ok, by Oliver."

Once we got home, I decided it was time for me to puke again, so I ran into the bathroom and closed the door. I could tell me dad was by the door, so I made coughing noises and spit. Once I came out, he gave me a hug and took me over to the couch. I curled up and turned on the tv.

Later that afternoon, I began to wonder if Lily and Oliver would ever come over like they said they would. Lily came in first. I was expecting Oliver to come in behind her, but it was just her. "Where's Oliver?" I asked.

"He said I would be late. Oh, guess what?" Lily chimed.

"What?" I asked, mimicking her peppy voice as I sat up.

"Oliver likes you!"

"No, really? I never would have guess considering he kinda KISSED ME!" I practically screamed. We both squealed before Oliver came in the door.

a/n I think this is a good place to end this chapter. Please review! Let me know what you think!