A/N: Ok, this is in regular type…so remember, it's in the past, in hannah montana time that's on TV! Also, when Oliver's wife kisses him good-bye, that SHOULD be in italics. Another thing- JAKE KNOWS SHE'S HANNAH. Enjoy!

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Lilly tucked her hair behind her ears and smiled at the group around her. There was Miley, her best friend, and new girlfriend to Jake Ryan. There was Jake, with his arm around Miley. And there was Oliver, next to her. She used to have a crush on Jake- but if Miley was a good enough friend to not go after Jake because Lilly liked him, then Lilly was a good enough friend to not stop her. She was over Jake, anyways. Now she was taking a break from love. It was too hard.

The four of them were in the teen club in downtown Malibu, where everyone was used to Jake Ryan, the TV star, so no one jumped all over him. They were in the middle of a round of Cokes, and they were just talking and listening to the music playing.

"…so then, he sent me to the principal's office! Can you believe it? Mr. Petricelli is so strict." Miley finished her long-winded story and took a long sip of her soda.

"I totally agree," said Oliver. "One time I dropped a pencil in his class, I leaned over to pick it up, and he accused me of cheating!"

Lilly rolled her eyes. "There is no worse teacher then Ms. McCaro. I swear, if she yells at me ONE more time…"

"Then what?" teased Jake.

Lilly laughed. "I don't know. I'll find someone to do something about it."

The song "Control Myself" by LL Cool J came on, and Jake grabbed Miley's hand and pulled her up. "You guys don't want to sit around talking about school all night, do you?"

"Nope," giggled Miley. She looked amazing in her watermelon colored dress, with her straight with flipped ends. She let Jake pull her out onto the dance floor.

Awkward. Oliver glanced at Lilly. Did she want him to ask her? Or would she think he liked her? Bah.

"Oh, come on," he said jokingly, as he pulled her up. She laughed and followed him.

Oliver wouldn't admit it, but Lilly looked incredible in her brown dress. It was sparkly, with a pulled ruffle down the middle. Her hair was down and slightly curly.

They started grinding, which was weird at first, but soon they blended. The music was loud, and people were everywhere. Neither of them could even see Miley or Jake, nor did they care.

Oliver's hands clutched her waist, which sent tingles up Lilly's spine. His crotch was grinding into her butt, and she couldn't resist pushing her butt back onto him.

And something changes people, when strobe lights are flashing and people are dancing and the air smells like sweat and perfume and their bodies are clashing and they don't really mind.

He hadn't meant for this change to happen, but he was glad it did.

But soon she was pulling away, not cruelly, but regretfully. This was too much. This feeling had come too fast.

"I'm tired," she lied. "I think I'm gonna find Miley and go to the bathroom or something. But…maybe another song later?"

He nodded. Some feelings are too much for words.

The night passed like someone had pressed on the fast forward button. They had more soda and danced more, but Lilly and Oliver didn't grind again. They couldn't. There was a friend line, and although they had balance beam-ed on it, it was not to be crossed.

That night, Lilly called Miley and gave her a detail of what had happened.

"Ehmagawd!" She squealed. "Finally!"

Lilly spit out the stream of water she had sipped. "What?"

"Oh, come on." Laughed Miley. "You guys are totally meant to be."

"Oh my god, shut up," laughed Lilly. "I do not like Oliver."

Miley persisted, but Lilly soon had to hang up to go to sleep.

But in the middle, two people awoke in the middle of the night, glanced at the clock, then up at the ceiling, their heads full of thoughts and hopes, wishes that seemed as far away as the stars in the sky.