a/n-uneventful, yet again, i kno i kno. but there is def. lots of loliverness in this one!

Chapter 3: Cool

At a scary part, Lilly grabbed my hand and didn't let it go. At a gory part, she buried her head into my shoulder and I had to tell her when it was over. By the end of the movie, her head was resting on my shoulder and I had my arm around her. It was only 10:45, so we had another hour together left.

"Sorry about that." Lilly said, lifting her head off my shoulder. I took my arm off from around her. You don't have to be sorry.

"It's no problem," I assured her.

"So…what do you wanna do now?" Lilly asked, but her cell phone rang before I could answer. Knowing it was Miley, she put it on speaker phone. "Hey, Miley."

"Lilly, that was the most amazing date I've ever been on! First, he picked me up in his limo and we went to see a movie in his own private theater! Then, he took me out to dinner at the most romantic restaurant in the world!" Miley squealed.

"Wow, Miley. That's awesome."

"I didn't even get to the best part yet! He walked me to my doorstep and he kissed me! How great is that?"

"So great!" Lilly said sarcastically, but Miley didn't know that.

"Jake asked me out again tomorrow night, and he said he'd be happy to double with you and the boy of your choice."

Lilly was silent. Obviously she didn't want to see her dream guy out with her best friend. "Yeah, that'd be great." she said, not even forcing herself to smile anymore.

"So what'd you do with Oliver?"

"He's still here. We watched Saw II."

"Having fun?"

"Yes, we are having so much fun!" Lilly exaggerated to make it seem like she didn't care about Jake anymore.

Miley laughed. "Ok, well, I need to get some rest. I'll call you tomorrow to let you know what we're doing, K?"

"Alright, bye." Lilly hung up. She sighed and looked at me. "Wanna be my date?"

I nodded. "Yeah, why not."

"Cool. Thanks for hanging out with me tonight; I needed to forget about Jake for a while."

"That's what I'm here for." I shrugged, making her laugh. "So what should we do now?"

"Let's go in my room and find something to do." Lilly said, hopping off the couch. "It's too cold down here anyway." With that, we traveled upstairs to her room. Of course, she had a big poster of Jake Ryan hanging on the wall. He was pointing his fingers out like guns, and wore a cocky smile.

Lilly must have seen me glaring at the poster, because then she spoke up. "I guess I should take that down." she said, standing on her bed so she could reach the top of the poster. "I thought you liked Jake? Didn't he say you were the second coolest guy in school?"

"It's not that I don't like him, I'm just a little sick of him." I told her, which was true. I watched as she folded up the poster and put it in her desk drawer.

"Oh…well, you're not jealous that Miley likes him, are you?"

"What! No! Why would you think that?"

"Well, I've always thought you kinda liked her…"

"No way! I mean nothing against Miley; she's just not my type."

Lilly nodded, understanding. "So what is your type?"

I shrugged. "I don't know. Just not Miley."

"Oh." she said.

"What's your type?" I asked, turning the tables on her. Maybe I could change myself into the kind of guy she liked.

She let out a dreamy sigh. "Someone who can always make me laugh and who's always there for me. Someone who's always honest with me and that I can trust with my life. And someone who knows me, inside and out. And someone who will never break my heart."

"Like Jake Ryan?" I asked.

Lilly shook her head. "He can make me laugh, but he's not always there for me, and I definitely don't think I can trust him with my life. Plus, he doesn't know me at all. At least I don't think he does. And besides, he's the one who broke my heart in the first place, right? If you could even call it a broken heart. But why would I want to be with someone like that?"

"'Cause he's a TV star and you've liked him since he came to school."

Lilly shrugged. "Well, I want to get over him. If he and Miley actually become an official couple, neither of them would want me drooling over him."

Neither would I. "That's true. So how are you gonna get over him?"

"Avoid him and hang out with you." she smiled, making me smile too.

"What about the whole double date thing tomorrow?"

"Well, I'll just avoid eye contact with him."

"What if he asks you a question?"

"Then I'll answer and continue talking to you."

Oh, how I loved this girl. "Cool," I said.

"Cool," she nodded, smiling.