MIILEY'S POV

It is the night of my concert and I am as nervous as ever but not for the reasons you may think. Sure there are thousands of fans, and it is also going to be shown on live television for millions of viewers to watch. And of course, any mistake I make will immediately show up in hundreds of tabloids the following day. But my biggest fear is my two best friends.

You see, I recently discovered Lilly has a crush on Oliver and felt that his crush on Hannah (my alter ego) would cause him to reject her. Except after his feelings for me left, and his feelings for Lola (Lilly's alter ego) grew stronger, all she had to do was tell him that she was Lola and they would live happily ever after. I guess I didn't realize how much to take in that would be for Oliver.

I could see he had some time to think but Lilly wasn't the patient kind. As he continued to avoid her, she would cry to me and I would try to comfort her in hopes she'd give him some more time. I've tried to talk to Oliver, but once I mention Lilly the conversation comes to a halt. Tonight, I have invited both Lilly and Oliver to my live performance of my new single "If We Were a Movie", on the hit show,American Idol. Hopefully tonight, they will patch things up and thank me for it. If not then, I'll be on the phone with Aunt Dolly begging her to bring me home to Tennessee and hoping that I never have to see my two friends again because when I see them, it will always remind me how I meddled into their lives and broke their hearts.

LILLY'S POV

I'm broken. Completely broken. I've lost all chances with the guy I love, and lost one of my best friends. Talk about killing two birds with one stone.

Miley has tried to convince me that I should give Oliver some time, but it's been a week and for me time is running out. Maybe I should just forget about him completely and move on! I know that in my heart, it won't be possible. I've been crying so much. I never thought I could cry this much. How could someone I thought I loved make me feel so crappy? Maybe he isn't worth it. Then I think back to that kiss at the carnival and I believe he really is worth it. So I'll continue to wait.

Tonight is Miley's concert. I'm really pumped to go. It will definitely keep my mind off some things. And I'm sure you know what things I'm talking about.

"Miley, I'm really excited about tonight, thanks for inviting me," I told Miley over the phone.

"No problem, you deserve a night out," she replied.

"It will definitely keep my mind off well you know…" I began.

"Uh…yeah it sure will," she said unconvincingly.

"Well then, I got to go I'll meet you at 6 at your house tonight," I said, "See ya then!" Then I hung up.

I went to go pick out my clothes and I opened my closet. On the floor laid a shoebox. I knew what it contained and told myself to focus on picking out an outfit, but my body quickly squatted down to the ground and picked up the box. Inside the box were pictures and other things I said I would eventually use to make into a scrapbook one day. I never got around to. As I carefully opened the box I felt like Pandora about to unleash something that would be impossible to put back in.

After slowly taking off the cover, the box opened.. I picked up some pictures. I spotted one of Oliver and me. We were probably about three years old. We were holding hands. There were many pictures like this along with some items such as an old lucky penny, some crayons, and a Hannah Montana ticket. Though apart the things seemed quite random, they all held a special place in my heart.

A smile came to my face at each and every memory. For the first time in a about a week, I could truthfully say I was happy. Finally, I came upon a more recent picture. It was of Miley, Oliver, and me. It made me think how horrible I was to be mad at Miley for the last couple of weeks. She has been nothing but good to me and supportive of the whole Oliver thing. It must be weird to have me crushing on one her best friends too. I was really lucky to have such great friends and with that thought I picked up the phone.

"Hey Oliver, its me Lilly I know you haven't been returning my phone calls and I understand I just wanted to say that whatever happens you will always be my best friend and I really don't want to lose that so please call me back, thanks," I said about to hang up but then thought about how I was leaving this on his home machine and said, "And tell your mom I'm sorry, I know she always gets mad when I continually call you, like that one time when I called you at 2 in the morning to wish you a happy birthday because it was the exact time you were born…"I was staring to get off track. "But umm anyway just please call and if you could come to Miley's house tonight at six, maybe we can go to see her perform her new single on American Idol. I got to go I hope I see you tonight, bye," and with that I hung up and I went back to my closet I definitely needed to look good tonight!

OLIVER'S POV

I sat listening to the machine. I should've picked up. A part of me wanted to, but I couldn't. I had already been invited by Miley to go see her performance. It was just like Miley to get involved. Now that I knew Lilly was going to be there, I wasn't sure if I should go. She wanted to see me, but I feel like I just can't face her right now. I'm still unsure about my feelings and seeing her would just confuse me more.

Lilly is my best friend, and I never thought she wanted to be more.But she did and I cared about her a lot. Ever since that kiss, I was sure it was right but that's when I thought I liked a stranger, not my best friend since practically forever! I was still unsure about going tonight. I glanced at the clock, it read 4:38. I had time to get ready and go to Miley's house or meet them at the concert like Miley had planned to.

I fell onto my bed and turned to my nightstand and there was a picture of Miley, Lilly, and me. I looked at Lilly and myself, wondering if something was there then. In the picture she was smiling. Her smile. And it made me smile too and once realizing my face turning into a grin, I went back to showing no emotion. I could feel that that smile had a different effect on me. It made me happy then, but now it made me want to make sure it stayed on her face. Even if I had to hold her close so she would never cry anymore. Then, I thought to myself how now she was probably not smiling and only I could bring that smile to her face once again. I glanced back at the clock 4:44. I got up and got changed. I WAS going tonight.

A/n ahhh aren't you excited… okay well I am. Keep reading and reviewing!