Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana. I will now jumped off a building, like that one loony lady did in Judging Amy –shiver-.

(Oliver's POV)

I was so close to locking lips with her. Nothing should have stopped the moment from happening. Well, except for one thing…

"MILEY, HOW COULD YOU?" It was Lilly. (A/N: NOT JAKE! ;o He'll come later on in the story. Promise.)

Miley pulled her head back as fast as she could. "Oh, erm, Lilly, I thought you were with your dad," said Miley with a nervous stutter here and there.

Lilly didn't say anything. Silence rolled over the room for what seemed like an eternity, a time that could be spent "comforting" Miley. I glanced over at Lilly. She was wearing a very tiny khaki skirt, with a fishing vest over top. She must have been wearing a tank, because I saw no sleeve. But WOW. She looked drop-dead gorgeous for some reason. Hey, wasn't I just obsessing over Miley? Snap out of it, Oken!

(Miley's POV)

Okay, so I feel really stupid right now. Lilly just walked into the room and saw, well, you know what happened. It must have been so awkward for her, seeing her best friends like this. She probably feels like the odd man, I mean woman, out.

"Lilly, I know this must be really weird," I said.

Before I could say anything else, she started to talk, nay, yell, "Of course it's weird! My best friend is about to make a move on the guy I-"

(Lilly's POV)

Crap. I haven't told Miley that I like Oliver. Now I'm getting mad at her for no reason at all. I'm so stupid. No wonder Oliver hasn't paid attention to me in the past, what, ten years?

"The guy you… what?" Miley asked.

"The guy I…" I tried to think of an excuse, but I couldn't. Then I realized something. "Hey, what about Jake, you know, your boyfriend?"

"She broke up with him," Oliver answered.

"And you didn't tell me this?" I said. I started getting even angrier then before. Miley steals the man of my dreams, and she doesn't even tell me about her break-up? "You should have called!"

"Lilly, calm down. I tried to tell you, I really did, but you didn't have your cell phone. Your mom said that you were on a boating, or by the look of your clothing, fishing trip with your dad."

"Oh, right." Great, now I really feel like an idiot. "Listen, I'm sorry that I barged into you guys like this. I just came to tell you personally that my dad and I won't be back for another week or two. We decided to stay long than planned. He's outside waiting for me. I better go."

"Lilly, I'll tell you all about the break-up after you get back. It's a long story. Have a nice trip though!"

"Yeah, see you later," Oliver added.

"Bye." I got out of that door as quick as I could. My emotions were running wild. I was mad at Miley for two reasons. One, she breaks up with Jake after she's been going out with him for months, and then starts making out with another instantly. Talk about EASY. And two, that guy happened to be Oliver! I guess I didn't make my move quick enough.

(Oliver's POV)

As I saw those beautiful, golden locks flee out the door; my heart began to pound faster and faster. Whoa, am I starting to fall for my other best friend too? No, OLIVER! WE'VE GONE OVER THIS. YOU LOVE MILEY.

"Oliver," Miley whispered.

"Miley, I'm really really really sorry for all of this. Maybe I should just leave. Lilly was obviously upset about us, and I'm sure that you're still heart broken," I blurted out.

"Don't be ridiculous, she had no reason to be upset. And for a moment there, I forgot all about Jake."

"Really?"

"Of course. You're more of a catch then you think you are, you know."

"I am?"

"YES. Oliver, you are twice the man Jake ever was."

(Miley's POV)

I just want to slap myself in the face about 50 times right now. I am playing Oliver like a deck of cards, and I feel like such a skank. I need to see if he loves me though. If he does, he will do whatever I want. Every time I look at him even, I start to fall more and more for him.

I decided to take drastic measures. I took my hands and pushed his shoulders, resulting in him with his head on the armrest of the couch. He looked shocked beyond belief when I put my knees on each side of his legs.

"What's, what's going on?" he asked nervously.

"Admit it Oliver. You're crazy about me!" I yelled a little overdramatically.

(Oliver's POV)

I blurted the answer out as quickly as my heart let me. Oddly enough, it took a few seconds, seeming as though I wasn't sure about my feelings. But I was, I think.

"Yes."

She wrapped her hands around my head and instantly started kissing me as she massaged her fingers through my hair. Of course, me being the love-struck, teenage guy I am, kissed back. It was probably the most passionate kiss that I will share with someone for a long time.

This went on for about, I don't know, five minutes? We took short breaths here-and-there and continued on.

I couldn't stand it anymore. I wanted to shout out to the world that I loved Miley Stewart, and that my dream had finally come true.

"I LOVE YOU, LILLY TRUSCOTT." Oh Lord. What did I just say?

She pulled away, "What did you just say?"

She took the words right out of my mouth.

Oh wow, I'm sorry. This is another short chapter, but it's midnight and I wanted to revise and get it posted by tomorrow. I pretty much hated writing this, because I despise Moliver with all my heart, but it had to be done. At least I got my sweet revenge at the end, OR DID I:o R&R pleaseee.

Newjileyfan: Well, yeah, I sort of destroyed Jiley at the beginning, but the whole point of the story is how it switches from one couple to the next, and you wonder, which one will it be at the very end?

Update should come quickly, I hope. I'll try to start tonight if I don't fall asleep while watching LOST.

-Grace