A/N I never really put an author's note at the beginning, but I am because I would like to say something in my defense. (Because of the Miley&Jake, Lilly&Oliver, and Miley&Oliver issue.) First I would just like to say thanks for all of those interesting reviews, they were quite amusing. Second, you might all hate me for the following chapter, and possibly the one after this. But just so you won't get upset, here is a little bit about chapters to come: Miley hasn't seen Jake for awhile so her mind is playing tricks with Oliver. Lilly and Oliver seem to be thinking past what Oliver has done. They'll discover true feelings.

Just Friends? I don't think so.

When I was inside the bathroom, I ran my fingers through my hair a few times to give it a quick comb. Now this ride was not going to be very comfortable any more. We only had a few hours left, but I had to get Lilly awake somehow so I wasn't alone with him. I mean what am I thinking?! I know he gave it another chance and there wasn't anything. But now he is leading her on which is why he should tell her. Because I cannot be feeling the way I am. Ok, ok just get a grip. This is only because I haven't seen Jake for the past week. Yeah that's it. These feelings should go away as soon as I see him. Which won't be for awhile, but I can make it. When I went back to my seat Lilly was awake and talking to Oliver. That was a good thing. We all stayed awake for the rest of the flight and talked about the concerts and what the tour bus was going to be like.

We arrived early in the morning and after we left the airport, our tour bus was waiting just outside for us. When we got inside Lilly and Oliver dropped the bags they were holding right in the middle of the floor. They were so amazed at all of the space there was inside. There was a table with a booth on each side of the bus. Near the back there were two bunks on each side and a small kitchen was on a wall next to a set of bunks. And a big couch lined the very back of the bus.

"Wow, this place is huge! A lot bigger than I would have imagined a bus to be." Oliver said as he picked the suitcases back up and headed toward the bunks.

"Yeah it's pretty cool." I said

"'Pretty cool?' Miley, you've got a kitchen with a little fridge next to your bed. This place is awesome." Oliver said as he put the bags down on a bunk.

"Oh yeah that's right you've done this before." Lilly said as she climbed to a top bunk. "These little bunks are so cool. They even have little curtains. I call a top bunk!"

"Ok, I'll take the one under you." I laughed at how excited they were.

"I'll take the bottom one across from you." Oliver said and put his suitcase on it then handed Lilly hers.

"Of course you would, where else would you want to go?" I mumbled, talking to myself. I think Oliver heard me because he looked at me quickly.

"What'd you say?" Lilly asked and looked down at me from her bed.

"Oh, I just said that, I think my Dad said he'd sleep on the couch. And Jackson is going to sleep above Oliver."

"Hmm, ok." Lilly said and swung back up to her bed to continue unpacking. "Sweet, look there is even a drawer under this." she said when she just discovered this.

"Cool there is one under mine too." Oliver said.

As I unpacked my stuff I laughed silently at their amazement as they discovered new things about the bus.

Lilly, Oliver and I slept until the afternoon. Then I had to get ready for a concert for that evening. Oliver was still asleep when we got there.

"I can't blame him; he didn't sleep the entire flight." I said to my Dad as he tried to gently shake him awake.

"Well he still has to come with us. Hey Oliver its show time, let's go." My Dad said to him when he finally woke up.

He looked at me for a moment, and then I went out of the bus quickly with Lilly and Jackson. It was parked right behind the building. We walked through the back door, which lead us right backstage. About a minute after we got to my dressing room my Dad came running up with Oliver.

"Hey Dad we still have a few minutes, why don't we go see what the crowd looks like? You guys just stay here and uh…guard my room." It was a lame excuse but just didn't feel like talking to Oliver right now. I hurried off with my Dad and stayed near the stage until the concert started. I was tired but I always had energy to sing. When I took breaks between songs, I always saw Oliver walking nearby. I went straight to my dressing room because I knew what he wanted to talk about, but I didn't have time. Or more like I didn't want to admit anything?

After the concert I found my Dad. I told him I was going straight to the bus because I was really tired. He said Jackson was in there and the bus was pulled up right in the back, so he let me go. Then he said he'd bring Lilly and Oliver in a few minutes, because they were somewhere backstage. That was a good thing. I hope.

He was asleep on his bunk bed snoring quietly. I changed out of my Hannah clothes and into some shorts and a t-shirt. Then I brought my homework to the table and decided to start working on it. As I was sitting on a table in the bus, with my back towards the door, I heard someone come in. I turned around to see Oliver, the one person I had been trying to avoid.

"Ha I found you!" he said as he slid next to me, so I was now cornered between him and the wall of the bus.

"Gosh Oliver you scared me."

"Oh sorry, anyway why have you been avoiding me so much?"

"Look I just thought you could give Lilly another chance ok? So did it work?"

"Well we've been talking more, but she is still just a friend to me Miles and I talked to her about it during your concert."

"Really? Well how'd she take?"

Flashback to Lilly and Oliver talking backstage during the concert

Oliver's POV

I saw Lilly; well she was Lola at the time, standing next to Mr. Stewart and watching Miley sing from the side of the stage. I should just tell her straight out. I walked right up to her, hands in my pockets and nervous as heck. I tapped her on the shoulder.

"Hey Lilly?"

"Oh hi Oliver." She said as she turned around.

"Can we talk a minute?"

"Oh yeah, lets go over here." We told Mr. Stewart we were going to Miley's dressing room, which wasn't very far from the stage, but a lot quieter.

"Ok this is a bit hard but I'm just going to come right out and say it, lately I haven't-"

"You haven't felt anything with me have you?"

"What?" I couldn't believe she knew where I was going with this.

"Look the truth is, I don't anymore."

"So you've been leading me on?"

"Hey that's what you were going to tell me wasn't it?"

"Ok fine I was, but why have you been? I mean I really thought that you-" she gently put a finger to my lips to shut me up.

"Oliver, I just thought that with all the kissing and stuff, you really felt something. So I was just waiting until I felt something again like I did from the beginning."

"I guess I was doing it because I thought it might spark something."

"Well I guess it didn't so uh, just friends?" she sighed and opened her arms for a friendly hug. But she didn't sound very sure of herself.

"Yeah I'm glad we got this out of the way. Ok just friends." I moved into her arms to finish the hug. But a friendly hug shouldn't last as long as this one did. I don't know why but we were just standing there embracing each other for like ten seconds. It was nice. Now I wasn't very sure about being 'just friends' either. Why was this happening now? "Oh uh, Lilly it sounds like Miley is finished with a song. I'm just gonna go say hi." I said quietly.

"Oh yeah ok, see ya" she said as I walked out the door.

I only need to tell Miley that we're just friends now. Maybe I could have something with her. Or not, because for some reason now, could I feel like more then friends?

End of flashback