a/n-sorry that this chapter ends in a weird place, but its the best i could do.
Chapter 15: Jealousy
I opened it and Miley walked right in. "I thought you were grounded?" I laughed, bringing her into the basement.
"I am, but I told my dad I was coming here to check on you since you weren't in school. Oliver wasn't there either." she explained. She gasped and pointed when she saw Oliver on the couch
"What?" Oliver laughed. She then pointed at me with her mouth open.
"Miley, what?" I asked, chuckling.
"Maybe that's why!" Miley smiled crossing her arms and smiling. "Did y'all have another 'sleepover'?"
"Miley…" I started, smiling.
"That's a yes!" she grinned. She then looked at the air mattress. "Who took the air mattress and who took the couch?"
I looked down, and so did Oliver.
"YOU GUYS!" Miley started jumping around. I was as red as a cherry, and Oliver was blushing a lot too. "That's twice in a row! Good job you two!" Miley laughed and winked.
"Miley, don't get any ideas." Oliver said, slightly smiling.
"Too late!" Miley pushed me on the couch so that I was right next to Oliver. "Ok, tell me the full story."
"Miley, there's nothing to tell!" I said.
"Apparently there is if you both slept on the same mattress! Now spill, right now!"
I sighed. "Oliver's parents let him stay the night. And the other air mattress had a hole in it, and you know how uncomfortable the couches are. So we had to share that one."
"A likely story." Miley crossed her arms, pacing the room. "So like, you're saying you guys really didn't do anything?" She stopped pacing and turned to us.
"Why is everyone asking me that?"
"You didn't even kiss?" Miley seemed disappointed.
Oliver and I shook our heads.
"Well why not!"
"Miley, we already told you this yesterday." Oliver said.
"You guys," Miley sat on the coffee table, facing us. "Everyone knows that you two are gonna end up together. Why do keep on denying your true feelings?" Oh my gosh! How did she know? How did everyone know? Was I that obvious? "And before you guys have chance to say you're 'just friends', I'm gonna go." She made Oliver and I hold hands and then she left.
Wow, how embarrassing. Now Oliver probably thinks I like him. Which, I do, but he's not supposed to know that. I felt the heat rushing to my cheeks. I knew I looked like an apple. I glanced at him, and he too, was blushing even more than before. We sat there for so long, just holding hands and blushing. I didn't dare make eye contact with him.
My cell phone rang, and we let go of our hands so I could answer it. It was Miley, of course. "Are you going out yet?" Miley asked loudly, and I knew Oliver heard her.
"No, Miley, we're not!"
"Let me talk to Oliver." she said, annoyed, and I handed it to him.
"Hello?"
"Oliver Oken, you are such a wimp!" I heard her yell.
"What'd I do?" Oliver was offended.
"Put me on speaker," she yelled.
"Miley, you're already yelling." Oliver laughed.
"Just do it!" she said, and he obeyed. "Listen you guys. Everyone sees your little relationship. You guys are constantly staring at each other, don't think everyone doesn't see you, 'cause we do. Oliver, you're always asking about Lilly, and you'll do anything for her. Lilly, you talk about him constantly and giggle a lot more when he's with us. And you also compliment each other like no other."
"So?" I asked.
"And you guys have a very touchy-feely relationship. I mean, whenever we're walking somewhere, you guys walk extra close to each other. Also, whenever Oliver teases you, Lilly, you'll always playfully push him. And those piggy back rides are extremely flirty. And when I sneakily called Johnny, he said he saw you holding hands. Not to mention the whole hospital thing, which is basically the cutest thing I've ever heard. And then last night. Come on guys, everyone knows, so admit it; there is something there."
Oliver and I were both silent. What's a girl supposed to say to that?
"That's what I thought." Miley said, and I could tell she was smiling. "Now will you do something before I have to like, force you to kiss."
Oliver sighed.
"Was that you, Oliver?"
"Yes, it was me." he said.
"Do you have something to say?"
"Nope, just sighing." he replied.
"Oh my gosh, you guys are so stubborn! Now both of you say right now who you like."
"Miley, I'm gonna hang up on you!" I threatened.
"Fine, but you both know I'm right. What are you gonna do when I hang up? Stare at each other and just not kiss? What fun is that?"
"Miley-" Oliver started but she cut him off.
"Oliver, if Lilly liked you what would you do?"
Oliver turned bright red. "Miley-"
She interrupted him again. "Exactly. And Lilly, you would not not say yes if Oliver didn't not ask you out, right?"
What the heck did she just say? "Right…?" Was she trying to confuse me?
"Aha! So you admit it!"
"Now you're just confusing me!"
"Miley, you are making things extremely awkward, so we're just gonna hang up now." Oliver said.
"Wait! Will you guys just kiss? Just once? Just try it, what's the worst that could happen?"
"What's the worst that could happen?" Oliver repeated. "Oh, I don't know, maybe losing our friendship?"
"Oh, is that what you're worried about? You guys, I wouldn't let you lose the friendship that you have."
"Or maybe the fact that I've never kissed anyone, and Oliver has, so that'd be one more thing for me to be self-conscious about! And I really don't need any more things to be self-conscious about!" I spoke up.
"Actually…I've never kissed anyone either." Oliver admitted quietly.
"What? You said you kissed Becca!"
"Yeah…I lied." he confessed.
"Why would you lie?" I asked.
"'Cause I…I wanted to see if you'd be jealous."
"Oh trust me, I was!" I spoke before I even realized what I was saying. "I mean…" I couldn't think of something to cover myself up.