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Chapter 13Slip

Oliver didn't bring the kiss up all day. It was killing me. I knew, he knew, that it was eating me away. But he didn't say anything. I wished he would get the nerves to just tell me already.

"Ms. Truscott?" Ms. Dodd questioned me. "What was the date Lindbergh flew across the Atlantic?"

"Uhh..." I looked around the classroom. I chose the first date I saw. April 25, 2007... opps?" I trailed off, hearing the laughter from many students in the class, I dropped my head.

"Yeah, I advise you pay attention to the lesson Lillian. Even if it's last period-" The bell rang and much to Ms. Dodd's displeasure the class got up and left, even as she shouted: "I did not dismiss you!"

Opening my locker, I chatted with Miley happily. But secretly I was thinking about why Oliver hadn't done anything about the kiss.

"I have a press meeting tonight... I'm so sorry, I had to cancel our plans!" Miley frowned sympathetically.

"It's okay Miles, I understand."

Miley hugged me happily and ran off in a different direction, to the school office, for pick-up.

I walked to the bus, and I wondered how I could lose such a good feeling so fast. No longer, did that haunting thought of my Mom take up no place of my head, it was at the back, gnawing at every other thought I had.

By the time I was home, I found Oliver in his driveway next-door, experimenting with his skateboard.

That was it, if he was gonna ignore me, I would make the move. I guess he wasn't man enough to do it. I stomped over into his yard.

"Lily?" He questioned.

"Yeah, it's me! The girl you were kissing on Friday, remember?" I asked sarcastically. Oliver's head dropped, and for some reason I knew that he had been avoiding this conversation.

"I'm sorry Lil, but it's not big deal-"

"For you maybe-" I tried to get out.

"Lily, I've kissed a lot of girls..." He trailed off, not knowing which words to form next. I felt a sharp pain in my chest, and the terrified thought, I had pushed to the back of my head, came flashing again like a neon sign.

"So I'm just another girl Smokin' Oken kissed, just another name to add to your list, huh?" I felt the tears well-up in my eyes, I prayed I would be strong enough to hold them back.

"Lily that's not what I meant-" He tried to convince me.

"Well what other way could you mean it? Because when you say I'm just another girl, I can't interpret anything from that, other than that you think I'm trash."

"Will you stop interrupting me? That's not what I meant, what I need to tell you is-"

"Oliver, that's exactly what you mean. Unless we're talking in code, are we? Are we-" I couldn't believe what was going on. That was all I could get out before his lips crashed on to mine. And sadly, I kissed back. All my walls were being teared down, all the walls I'd spent my whole life building up. And it was all because of Oliver. A few seconds later, we pulled away; and I knew neither of us could believe we had just done that... again.

"Oliver..." I tried to start.

"Yeah?" He whispered.

"I... I don't know."

"Well, I don't know either..."

"What do you mean you don't know! You're the one that kissed me!" How stupid could this boy get?

"You're the one that kissed back!"

"Yeah... well you're the one that kept kissing!"

"That doesn't make any sense!"

"It makes perfect sense!" So it didn't really make sense, but oh well.

"No it doesn't, plus, I'm the one who ended it!" Oliver eyes flared.

"No way! I ended it!" I yelled at him, but once again his lips were on mine. His arms went to my waist, and my arms coiled around his neck. This time I wouldn't pull away, and he knew that. It lasted longer than the previous kiss, until he pulled away again.

"I can't do this to you, You're so vulnerable, it's wrong,""I'm not vulnerable!" I argued back. Biting my lip I randomly questioned him: "...Do you like me?"

"Do you like me?" He asked right back.

"I asked you first."

"I asked you second!"

"So what?" I looked at him, straight in his... deep, chocolate eyes. Oh god Lily! You're fighting remember! Get control of yourself.

"First is the worst, second is the best," He concluded.

"You're so immature, why do you always have to do this?"

"Do what?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Ughh... you're so difficult, Oliver!"

"Well so are you, Lillian!" And you know what? You probably are gonna want to kill me for this... I kissed him again. I dug my fingers into his thick hair, and pushed his head down to my lips. I stood on my tip-toes to meet his lips. The kiss lasted even longer, but when I felt his tongue tickle my bottom lip, my mind snapped back to reality.

"I can't do this," I whispered to him. Putting my hands on his chest, I let myself push him away.

"What the hell, Lillian?" Oliver exclaimed.

"I don't want to be a rebound girl!"

"So you do like me," I honestly couldn't believe the thought process of this boy. Grrr... yes I did just growl, thankyou very much.

"I never said that,"

"You don't like me?"

"I didn't say that either Oliver!" I groaned.

"What other option is there?"

"What I'm saying is that, I'm not gonna be the girl in between two other girls. You just broke up with Candace, for god knows what, and I don't want to go through that pain, just because you really never wanted to date me, and were just looking for a way to pass the time."

"But Lil-"

"Oliver, no one gets over someone in two weeks, not even Smokin' Oken," I scoffed.

"Lily I like you, okay? You'd never be a rebound girl! Can you just answer me now? Do you like me, or are you the one just wanting to pass the time?"

"If I didn't like you I wouldn't have gave you my first kiss. So yeah, I've liked you for a long time- and you would've noticed, if you weren't such a donut!"

"Wait, that was your first kiss?" Oliver smiled, but suddenly stopped as he saw my glare. "How long?" He whispered to me.

"How long, what?

"Have you like me?"

"Two years," I mumbled under my breath.

"Two years? God Lily, why didn't you tell me ages ago?" His eyes softened.

"Because I didn't want to get hurt. I admit it! I, Lillian Truscott were afraid! Okay? I was afraid that you would break my heart, and I'm still wondering!" I'd never told anyone that. Not even Miley. I was never afraid of anything, it must of surprised Oliver.

"I would never hurt you Lils, you know that!"

"No, I don't Oliver! You already have! You just watched as Candace called me all those names, if you really did like me you would have done something-"

"I did do something! She told me it was either you or her, so I said it was you Lily! You're my best friend."

"Well I want to be more," I said, not even in the smallest way audible.

"What are you saying?" Oliver questioned.

"I was saying, maybe I want to be more than just friends! That maybe... I love you!" That was when I ran. The words registered in my head, and I ran. I know, I know, you're probably really angry that I didn't stick around to see Oliver's reaction, because, trust me, part of me wanted to too. But the rest of me was screaming:

Did Lily Truscott just say she loved Oliver?

I guess some things just... slip.