A/N-Sorry if this chapter isn't that great. I wanted to go right into the next chapter, but i needed to fill in the gap with this one. ok, sorry if i'm confusing. anyway, here ya go. i loove everyones reviews by the way 3 thanks

Chapter 7: First Sleepless Night

---Oliver's POV---

I lay in my bed, staring at the ceiling. I wanted to go to sleep, but I couldn't. First of all, I was yelling at Lilly for no apparent reason. I was just really frustrated with myself for not telling her that I liked her and for letting her go out with a creep. But I was also mad that I couldn't know what she was thinking, and of course I wanted to. But that's no reason to yell. It had just been a long day, and I was tired and cranky.

But then I kept thinking about how Lilly and I were gonna 'talk about it'. What could I say? She would definitely ask me why I was spying on her. What would I say? "I've had the biggest crush on you since I met you"? "I was jealous of Johnny and didn't want you to kiss him"? No. I would say that I just didn't want her to get hurt. That's not expressing my feelings, right? That's just being nice. Yeah. That's what I'll say, because I really didn't want her to get hurt. So it's not lying, it's just not telling the full truth. There was no way I'd tell Lilly how I really felt about her. That was out of the question.

To top it all off, I was imagining what it would be like if Lilly knew I liked her, and she liked me back. But that was normal, I thought about that every night before I went to sleep. She was the last thing on my mind before going into dream-land, and the first thing on my mind when I wake up.

Finally, I fell asleep. I had no idea what time it was, but I was as tired as ever. I woke up and it was 12:30 in the afternoon. I had two new voice mails on my cell phone.

"Hey Oliver, it's Miley. I just wanted to know how it went last night. Call me back when you can." That was the first one. The next one was from Lilly.

"H-hi Oliver. Uhh…I was just wondering if…well just call me back. Bye." I smiled at this. Lilly was horrible at leaving messages. I took a shower, got dressed, brushed my teeth, and called Miley back while I ate breakfast/lunch.

"Oliver!" she practically yelled, answering her cell.

"Yeah?"

"Did you spy?"

"Yeah." I was still tired, that's why I was giving the one-word answers.

"Well…"

"Well what?"

"Oliver! How'd it go?"

"I accidentally made a scene."

Miley laughed. "What?"

"I fell out of the booth when they were about to kiss."

Miley started cracking up, then stopped. "They were gonna kiss?" She sounded shocked.

"Yeah, so I needed to get a better look. But then I fell, and stopped the kiss. Then Lilly took me outside. We were going at it and then we saw Johnny and Amber kissing. And-" I stopped, not wanting to tell Miley that Lilly cried. Lilly wouldn't want anyone to know.

"And…" Miley was impatient.

"Uh…Lilly walked off, so I followed her. Then we started fighting some more. And then we stopped, and I thought things were going good. But then we started fighting again and suddenly I went nuts."

"You what?"

"Like, I think I had temporary insanity. I was just so frustrated with myself and tired and I just started yelling. And then we walked home without saying anything to each other."

"Wait, why were you so frustrated?"

"'Cause I never told her how I felt about-" Uh-oh. I walked right into that one. She knew that I liked Lilly, but I had never come right out and told her.

"About…her?"

"NO! Not her! I never told her how I felt about…Johnny. Yeah, Johnny. 'Cause I always knew he was bad news. I should have told her that earlier." Good save, Oliver.

Miley sighed, and I knew she was rolling her eyes. "Oliver Oken, you like Lilly, stop denying it."

"Miley, I really wish you'd stop saying that. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go call Lilly."

"Are you gonna tell her that you li-" I hung up on her. How did she know? I couldn't be that obvious, because Lilly was clueless. Then again, Lilly was never all that fast at picking things like that up.

I called Lilly. "Hello?"

"Uhh…hey, Lilly."

"Hey, Oliver." Lilly replied quietly.

"Umm…can we like, meet up somewhere?"

"Oliver, you live two houses away. I'll just meet you at your house."

"Oh, right. Could we go walk to the beach though?"

"Sure. I'll see you soon."

"Bye." I hung up. Hopefully, we could put everything in the past and forgive each other.I was praying thatMiley wouldn't tell Lilly my secret, although she had no proof. Oh, and hopefully I wouldn't accidentally blab my own secret to Lilly, which is possible for me to do. I really don't think at all before I start talking, which is not the best thing to do. I walked outside.

"Hey."