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(Lilly's POV)

"Oh God," I whispered to myself. I could see the tear flow down Miley's cheek. I was really in for it this time.

"Miley, it's all my fault," said Oliver. Ugh, just what I told him not to say!

"Oliver!" I yelled in rage.

"Oh, it's all your fault, huh?" said Miley, "I don't believe…"

"WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?" Oliver's mom stood right behind Miley. Miley turned around, put her hand on her chest, trying to catch her breath, and stepped back. She went far enough back so that she sat down on Oliver's bed. I held the sheets that covered my body up close.

Another door in the hallway opened, and Oliver's brother, Matt came out. (A/N: Sorry, I have no idea if Oliver really has a brother or not.) Matt was an upcoming senior in high school, who looked just like an older version of Oliver.

He walked over to his mother. Oh great. Now Oliver's hot brother was going to see me like this too?

"Wow, little brother. I didn't knew that you had it in you," Matt said, laughing.

"Matt, go back to your room. I have to talk to these three alone," his mother told him.

"Mrs. Oken, Miley had nothing to do with this," I told her, trying to save my best friend from some major embarrassment, "she just got here."

"Fine. Miley, would you please go downstairs and sit in the living room? I'll want to call your father and assure him that you're okay," Mrs. Oken told her.

"My father isn't home," Miley said, "he's out of town for a little while. It is just my brother and me."

"Alright, please sit downstairs anyway," Mrs. Oken replied.

"Come on Miley, I'll walk you down," said Matt.

(Miley's POV)

I got up from the bed, "Do I really need an escort?"

Sure, Matt was hot as Hhell, but I was not in the mood for any guys, if you couldn't have guessed.

Matt and Mrs. Oken stepped to the side, and I walked out of the room without looking back. I walked across the hallway, down the stairs, and plopped myself onto the couch. It only took a few seconds before I burst into tears. I placed my head against the armrest, trying to contain myself. Just then, a heavy hand was upon my shoulder.

"Awe now, don't cry," the deep voice told me, it was Matt.

"Matt, what do you want?" I said while wiping a tear with my sleeve.

"I'm just trying to comfort you," he sat on the couch next to me. I was still breathing heavily, like a sobbing fool. I was so embarrassed that I covered my face with my hands.

"Come here," he said. He wrapped his arm around my back and pulled me closer. I didn't resist. My forehead rested on his shoulder and I started to calm down. He started to rub my back very slowly.

"So, do you want to fill me in?" he asked.

"Well, I broke up with my boyfriend, Jake, and…"

"The Zombie Slayer?" he interrupted.

"Yeah. Anyway, last night Oliver came over to comfort me, and then he told me he loved Lilly. Then he just left me there, so I called Lilly to come over. She didn't come. I left my house this morning, went into Oliver's bedroom, and there they were."

Why did I just say that, to Matt? Well, it was still nice to get all of it off my chest.

"What a jerk," Matt said. "And Lilly too."

"You're not making me feel any better, Matt." I looked up at him and laughed. Wait, why was I laughing? This was NO laughing matter!

We stared at each other for a few seconds, and then he kissed me on the forehead gently. Confused, I just laid my head back down on his shoulder, still feeling his hand rub against my back.

There was a knock on the door, "Hello? Anyone home?" The voice sounded so familiar.

"Come in!" Matt yelled.

I didn't look when I door opened.

"Miley, what are you doing here?" Jake asked.

(Oliver's POV)

Total Hell, my mom is going to talk to Lilly and me about, well, what we did.

"What's wrong with you two!?" my mom yelled. Lilly and I were on the edge of the bed by now, sitting normally. She looked down and started rubbing her foot against mine. This must have been so uncomfortable for her.

"Well?" she asked again.

"Mom, can't you just talk to me?" I asked out of desperation.

"No," she said, "Lilly, do you know what you've gotten yourself into?" Lilly kept on staring at our feet.

"Yes Mrs. Oken, I was perfectly aware of what was going on," Lilly said to my amazement, "Can I go? My mom is probably wondering where I am now."

"Fine. I'm going to call your mother, though. You two just keep your butts planted on this bed until I get back," my mom told us, "then you can leave, Lilly. But I'll want to talk some more with you, Oliver."

"K," I replied. She stared at us from the doorway for about five seconds, and then left.

"Lilly, I'm sorry that we got caught like this," I said.

"Let's go," Lilly said.

"What?"

"Like I want to go home to my mother and get myself killed! Let's just climb out the window."

"We're on the second story."

"Oh," she stood up, walked down the hallway, and stared down the steps.

"Follow me," she walked back over to me and took my hand. I obeyed and followed her down the steps quietly. To my surprise, Jake was in the living room.

"… and what are you guys doing upstairs?" Jake asked.

"Shh…" Lilly whispered quietly.

"This is getting a little weird. Why is everyone at Oliver's house?" Jake questioned.

"Shut it, Jake," I said, "I don't want my mom to catch us. She's in the kitchen on the telephone."

(Matt's POV)

So now what? I'm falling for my brother's best friend, her ex-boyfriend comes in on us, and my brother and his lover are trying to sneak out. Should I help them? Should I try to patch things up with Miley and her ex?

"All of you leave," I said, "I'll distract my mom if she tries to come out."

"Why do I have to leave?" asked Miley, glaring at Oliver and Lilly. I also knew that Miley was angry with the two lovers. She had to leave. She couldn't work things out in the house with my mom here.

"Because," I said. I gave her a light pat on her back and she stood up.

"Fine," she said in a growling tone.

Oliver, Lilly, Jake, and Miley all walked out the door, and quietly shut it behind them. I heard my mother's footsteps coming toward the room, so I pretended to be asleep.

"MATT? Where did Miley go?" she ran up the steps and looked toward Oliver's room, "And Oliver and Lilly!"

"I don't know, ma, I must have just dozed off."

(Lilly's POV)

Thank God for Matt. Now, Miley.

"Miley, I just want to---"

"What?" she interrupted, "Apologize? Saying 'sorry' just isn't going to cut it."

"Oh come on Miley," Oliver said, "don't be mad at her. I was the one who walked out on you. I was the one who stopped Lilly in the street when she was heading over to your house. I was the one that brought her to my room and I was the one that got her to sleep with me."

" 'Got her to sleep with me'? " I said, "Is this all a joke?"

"No, no!" he yelled. After that, I ignored what he had said. I didn't want to be mad at him.

Jake just stood there, until he finally said something.

"Could somebody fill me in, please?"

(Miley's POV)

"Long story short. You dumped me. I wanted to call Lilly but she wasn't home, so I called Oliver. He came over and we kissed a few times. Lilly catches us, but then leaves. He admits he loves Lilly. He leaves me all by myself. I call Lilly so I could have a shoulder to cry on. She never comes. The next morning I go to Oliver's and I find them in bed with each other." I wonder how many times I will have to tell that story.

"How about you and Matt?" Jake asked.

"MATT?" Oliver and Lilly said in unisen, mouths wide open.

"What about Matt?" I said, confused.

"He was all over you on the couch," Jake answered.

"Hardly!" I said, "I was upset and he comforted me is all."

"Matt is hardly the kind of guy who would just comfort his brother's friend," said Oliver, "unless he liked you or something."

"I doubt it," said Lilly. What did she just say to me?

"Why do you doubt it?" I said.

"He is way older than you, Miley," answered Lilly.

"You're just jealous that I can get an older guy, and all you can get is Oliver." Why did I just say that?

Oliver looked down. Lilly grabbed his arm, "Let's go."

The two of them walked away. I didn't want them too, but I just stood there and watched them. I didn't go after them. I didn't call out their name. Tears began to roll down from my eyes.

"Miley?" Jake asked, concerned.

I turned around and walked quickly to Jake. He outstretched his arms and gave me the warmest, most perfect hug.

"Come on, I'll walk you home."

He unwrapped his arms, and then put one around my shoulder and held me close. We walked towards the direction of my house.

"Miley, I came to Oliver's because you weren't at your house," he said, "I wanted to apologize."

I sniffed, "for what?"

"For ever letting you go."

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Oh, and this won't be updated for awhile, because I'm going to Florida and I won't be back until the 11th. Yay for spring break!

- Grace