Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana. Why do I even need to say it? The people who do actually own it would NOT be writing stories on here.

(Oliver's POV)

"Oliver, answer me! What did you just say!" she stared at me with pure anger. I froze. Why did I just say that I loved Lilly? Okay, maybe I should start explaining, or come up with an excuse, or something!

"I… I… meant to say Miley, I'm swear!" I pleaded.

"Psst, uh-huh, right. Maybe you should just…" she paused, got up from my lap, and stood up.

"I should just what?"

"Leave. Now."

"Miley, come on now! You're the one who lead me on in the first place."

"Yeah, but how could you say that you loved Lilly!?"

"Look who's talking? You're the one who was making out with Jake wherever you went, and now you chuck him in the garbage, and start to like me, just like that?"

"That's different, and you know it." I thought she was about to cry, but she didn't.

"All the guy did was care about you, Mile. He was just looking out for what was best for you. That is what love is. Making your own sacrifices for the person you care about."

"You said that he was stupid, remember?" Darn, she got there.

"To tell you the truth, I didn't know what I was doing. I only said what made you happy. But that's what you always expect from people, isn't it? For them to make you happy."

"What is that supposed to mean?" she asked, yell, more like shouted. But I was getting pretty darn irate now.

"You didn't even give the guy a chance! You won't even give me a second chance! Instead of completely breaking it off from Jake, you could have maybe taken what he had to say into consideration for once! Just because you are teen pop-sensation Hannah Montana, doesn't mean you control everything." Wow, was that a little too harsh?

She kept on glaring at me. Then she closed her eyes. Her face started to turn scarlet. When she opened them, tears began to flow down like waterworks.

"Oh, Miley…" I tried to comfort her. I suddenly felt completely awful after what I had said to her.

"Oliver, I don't care if you stay here, go make love with Lilly, go beat up Jake, or anything. Just don't bother me, and don't EVER talk to me again." She started to walk away. I grabbed her arm. She thrust it away from me. As she walked up the stairs to her bedroom, I knew that from then on, my relationship with Miley was never going to be the same again.

(Miley's POV)

(Miley's Bedroom)

I can't believe Oliver just said all of those things. I'm so angry with him. How could he treat me like this?

How could I treat myself like this?

I was acting like a total slut, something a role model for millions of kids shouldn't be. Do I really think that any guy, even my best guy friend, would just do whatever I wanted? Oliver sure thinks so. Now I definitely need someone to talk to.

Just then, my cell phone beeped and vibrated.

TEXT FROM LILLY, my phone said.

Weird. I thought she was fishing with her dad, cell phone-less?

Trip got cancelled cuz of bad weather. Want me 2 come over? Or would I be interrupting u and Oliver?

Lilly

I sent her one back:

Oliver left. Long story. Come over and I'll tell u everything that happened. Luvya.

Miley

The next one she sent me said that she would be over in about ten minutes. I decided to look over the banister and see if Oliver was still in the living room.

He wasn't.

I went down to the fridge and took out a pint of ice cream. It's the only cure for a broken heart, especially if it has been broken twice.

Oliver's POV)

I decided to head to the beach. Maybe I could think things through, about Miley, and Lilly. Have I really stopped loving Miley? Should I tell Lilly about my feelings towards her? Yes, the beach was a nice place to think things through.

Then I saw her coming right towards me.

(Lilly's POV)

I was rather bummed about the fishing trip, but I was glad at the same time. On the car ride home (we went to the lake, and then found out about the cancellation), I got time to think about why Miley had done what she did. Maybe she was hurt so badly inside that she just needed to know that somebody cared for her. I sure didn't help.

I texted her (A/N: text her, texted her? Sorry, no idea.), and now I am on the way to her house. Apparently, Oliver left because they probably got into a fight of some sort. I figure that I will go over to her house, comfort her, and then maybe even tell her my feelings about Oliver.

However, when I saw Oliver walking down the street, opposite the direction of Miley's house. When I saw his shaggy brown hair and gorgeous eyes coming towards me, I completely forgot about going to Miley's.

"Lilly!" he yelled. He ran up to me and gave me a hug that lifted me off my feet, literally! I was a little shocked. Wasn't he just making out with Miley, now he is all over me?

"Umm, hey Oliver. What's up?" I asked, confused.

"I thought you were out of town!"

"Nahh, the trip got cancelled."

"Umm, Lilly…" he took my hand and started gliding his index finger across my palm. I wasn't sure why he was, but it sent shivers down my spine.

"Yeah?"

"There's something that I have to tell you."

I got a little nervous, "What… what is it?"

"Well, I don't want to tell you here. Let's go down to the beach and talk."

I suddenly remembered that I had to get to Miley, "Oliver, can it wait? I really have to be somewhere and…"

"It'll only be a little bit." He now took his hand, cupped it with mine, and practically dragged me to the beach.

(Oliver's POV)

She was wearing the same khaki skirt since the last time I saw her, but her vest was off. I was wrong about what she was wearing underneath, though. She was wearing a white, strapless midriff that looked amazing on her. With the excitement of her actually being there, and how great she looked, I couldn't help but grab her up in my arms. That's it; I had to tell her how I felt. Taking her hand, we moved quickly to the beach. Well, I did, she just sort of stumbled along with me from behind.

When we got there, the sun was setting. The golden glow from the sun made Lilly's skin glow as well. She couldn't look any more perfect.

Well, here goes nothing.

"Lilly, there's something that I've been wanting to tell you. After you came into Miley's living room and saw us, you know, playing tonsil-hockey, I was completely embarrassed."

"You weren't the only one."

"You know, I first started kissing Miley because I couldn't help myself. When our lips first touched, I didn't feel anything. There was no spark. Except, I was caught up in the moment, oh, the passion!"

"So you've been dying to tell me that you had a great make-out session with Miley?"

"No, no. Let me finish. I was so caught up with everything, that I wanted to shout out to the world that I loved her, Miley Stewart. But instead…" I didn't want to say it.

"Instead what?" It was too late.

"I said the four most truest words that I will ever say, that came from my heart. I – LOVE – LILLY – TRUSCOTT."

(Miley's POV)

(Miley's Bedroom, Again)

When I got back upstairs with my ice cream, I laid down on my bed. I started thinking about all of the times when Jake came over. We would always just hang out here and watch movies together, when my dad wasn't home that is. It usually ended up with us not even catching the first five minutes, if you know where I'm coming from.

I rolled over to smell one of my pillows. The scent of Jake's shampoo still was present in the soft interior. It may have just been my imagination though.

"7:00 P.M." I said to myself. Wow, the day sure did fly by quickly.

I went into a daydreaming spell and when I awoke, it was 7:15. I decided to turn on the television. I flipped through every channel about ten times. Nothing.

11:00 o'clock came and went. That was it. Lilly had ditched me when I needed her most. I turned off the TV, went to the bathroom, and then climbed into bed, not even bothering to wash the make-up off my face, or brush my teeth for that matter.

(Lilly's POV)

I opened my eyes and looked at my watch. 8 A.M. "Too early", I thought.

I was about to fall back to sleep in the comfortable, unfamiliar bed, but then I felt someone turned over next to me.

It was Oliver.

Woohoo, Loliver! I love it! Sorry that this took me two nights to finish. So many potential cliff-hangers in this chapter, but you guys have been requesting for longer ones. Thank you SO MUCH all of you for the reviews by the way. It has really boosted my confidence, and I cannot wait to go further in the story.

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- Grace