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In the last chapter of "More than friends?:"
"So, as I was saying earlier, I can totally tell that Oliver has a crush on you...and…I kinda wanted to know if you like him back." Lilly was casually flipping through a magazine, but right after she said this, she closed the magazine and shifted her attention towards Miley.
Miley sighed. "Well…at first I just thought of him as a friend, but I've been thinking, and – you promise not to tell?" Lilly nodded eagerly.
Outside, Oliver was so involved in hearing Miley's answer that he didn't notice the dust on the window that he was next to, and the fact that he was allergic to dust.
Miley continued. "I guess now I think of Oliver as – "
"ACHOO!"
Oliver sneezed, despite a great effort to hold it in.
"Who was that?" Lily asked Miley, looking around the room.
"It sounds like it's coming from out there!" Miley pointed to the glass doors leading to the balcony. (A.N. – they couldn't see Oliver from where they were because the curtains were partly drawn over the glass door, but when Oliver was watching them, he was looking through the gap between the two curtains)
"Maybe it was Jackson!"
"No way – Jackson's sneeze sounds like an elephant trying to sing opera. And obviously it wasn't my dad, because he's not home right now."
"Stay back, intruder!" Lilly shouted at the glass door. "We're armed with weapons!" She grabbed a golf club from behind the couch and tossed another to Miley. They slowly made their way toward the door. When Miley opened it, they saw Oliver trying to climb off of the balcony.
"Oliver!" they cried in unison. He immediately froze once he saw them.
"Oh, u-um…hello…friends! I was just, uh, testing out the stability of the balcony! Looks like it didn't fall, so I guess my work here is done!" He patted the railing and continued to climb down.
"You get back here, mister!" Lily grabbed him by the shirt. He gave up and climbed back over the railing.
"What were you really doing here?" Miley demanded.
"Well, I, uh…" She didn't give him a chance to finish.
"Were you spying on us?" She crossed her arms.
"I wouldn't call it spying, exactly."
Lilly gasped. "You were! How could you do something like this!" She was furious.
"Listen, I can explain!"
"No. Don't explain! Just go." Miley said angrily. "Come on, Lilly." They went back inside, slamming the glass door shut. Oliver stared down from the balcony with wide eyes.
"Um, Jackson?" he shouted. "A little help here?"
Hope ya liked it! The next chapter will be the last one. I'm kinda having a writer's block, though, so I might not update for a few days. Keep reviewing!