A Y I O A I Y O
Jacksons P O V
I think Lily was avoiding a kiss yesterday on stage. I don't know why. Maybe she was embarrased in front of anybody. Now we were sitting at my house on the couch talking things out. Miley was at Olivers, not coming home for awile. When she did I figured Lily was sleeping over.
"So why did you run off?" I asked.
"Because I was mad," she answered.
"Mad at what?"
"That you wouldn't tell that girl about me. You said you wanted everyone to know you were going out with me. That's what really made me love you."
"I'm sorry Lil. If I'd a known you would get so mad I would of told her. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."
"Well you did, but it's in the past now. As long as you reallize, I didn't mean to be a drama queen, I just wanted to feel wanted, and special."
"I do," I answered pulling in for a kiss.
She backed away again.
"Did I do something wrong?" I asked.
"No- it's just," she started.
"Yeah?"
"I can't really trust you enough for a kiss right now. I want to go slower and base us on more than just making out."
"Oh, okay," I said.
"I'm sorry," she said.
"It's alright."
"Hey, I'm thirsty, whatcha got?" she asked.
"Uhh... milk and orange juice, and water. You guys had the last of the good stuff."
"Sorry."
Dad came down when Lily got a drink. Lily was drinking from the carton and doing the head shake thing we do. Not together, just we always do. Authors note: I mean like from the episode when Lily was really embarassing.
"Hey, I gotta drink from that," dad said taking the carton away.
"Sorry Mr. Robbie Ray Stewart," Lily said saluting.
Dad sorta glared at her, only not in a mean way.
"Don't call me Robbie Ray," he responded.
"Sorry Mr. Ray Robbie Stewart," Lily said saluting again.
Dad gave the same look and walked away.
"Oh," he added. "Don't make out on the couch I don't want to think of that picture everytime I sit down."
Lily looked embarrassed. I don't think she knew that dad knew about us. I was about to talk to her when Miley came through the door.
"Thank goodness!" shouted Lily. "I've got oodles and oodles to share with you!" Then Lily noticed Miley. Miley had some lipstick on her face so it was obvious that she was kissing Oliver. Or him kissing her. Whatever, either way you could easily tell she and Oliver had kissed. Alot
"Woah," she said. "Who did your date go? Can you call it a date? Anyways I can see you've been kissing."
"Maybe," Miley responded. They started walking upstairs and then Lily remembered me.
"Oh yeah bye Jackson," she said coming back down. "Goodnight, Love ya," she finished.
"Goodnight Lils," I said.
Lilys P O V
When we got upstairs I sat Miley down and made her explain.
"Jeez how long did you kiss?"
"About ten minutes," she answered.
"Is he good?"
"Real good, better than I've ever imaged, I would have never thought that Oliver would be such a great kisser."
"Okay, lipstick is obviously from making out," she answered.
"Now I know how Jackson looked."
"That shade was not his color. It looked like a fire truck ran into his mouth."
"Okay. I'll believe you."
"Good. So what's the 411 on you and Jackson?"
"Well we're going to be okay now. We've talked about things."
"You guys make out alot."
"Not anymore. My lipstick isn't smudged at all," I said holding out my lips. "See?"
"Really? Why?"
"I'm not ready after the whole break up."
"Oh that makes sence. So have you guys said you love each other yet?"
"Yeah just earlier remember?"
"You did, but he didn't."
I remembered all those times I said it when he didn't. Miley must of seen my face again because she snapped me out of it.
"Sorry," I said waking up to her hands in my face.
"So you want to go to bed?" she asked.
"Okay."
The next morning I woke up to Miley in her Hannah mirror.
"Hey Miley, have you had any concerts for a while?"
"No. I'm keeping it low for a while. I think I'm going to get to be in a movie."
"Cool! You never told me," I said.
"I didn't want to say anything until it's for sure."
"Oh."
"Hey can I go to Olivers for like, half an hour?"
"I don't know. What am I going to do?" I whined.
"Stay here with Jackson."
"Alright." That wasn't a totally bad deal.
So Miley took off to Olivers promising to be back by eleven thirty. I went down stairs and watched Why can't I be you on MTV. Jackson was still sleeping. At eleven fifteen the door opened and Miley poured herself in and locked the door. When she turned around she had eyeliner and mascara streaks down her face.
"Miley? What happened?" I asked.
"Oliver dumped me," she cried.
"Why?" I asked.
"I want to go to my room," I said.
We started going upstairs when the doorbell rang.
"That's probably him," Miley said. She started crying harder.
"You want me to get it?" I asked.
She sort of nodded and dashed up the stairs.
When I answered Oliver appeared.
"Miley I'm sorry!" he screamed watching her go up the steps.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"I dumped her," he said looking at the ground.
"Why?"
"Because I don't like being her boyfriend. Kissing her yesterday made me reallize that I like her as just as friend and I don't want to loose that."
"Oh. I get it."
"Do you ever feel that way with Jackson?" he asked.
I breathed in.
"No. I love Jackson and I want to be with him for a very long time. I couldn't possibly imagine him not loving me back."
We paused and Oliver looked up.
"Well there he is," Oliver said.
I turned around and saw Jackson. Oliver waved and left. Then I walked over to him.
"I love you Lily," he said.
I ran to him and kissed him on the lips. I didn't make out, and it was just a second long but then I turned around to go help Miley get through this.
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