One Shot #2: The Night It Almost Happened

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Oliver POV

If this night wasn't bad enough as Lilly thought we were going as friends to the prom but when my mom wanted my beautiful hair done, in stead of multi-tones, the stylist did an all over which looks nearly black.

I'm not going to the door because then the night would have to begin, every since Lilly said, "Sure, I haven't got a date, why not?" I've been fantasizing about how the night would end. I would admit my true feelings and then she would smile and tell him she's always felt the same way. We would then make out like we never have before and maybe it'll go to the next step, but that's only been happening in recent fantasies.

But I know that if I knock on that door, I'd have to go through the night and then when it comes to dropping her off, nothing. Love most definitely sucks, a little more than reality. Mainly because for the love to suck, you need reality. It's the nightmare duo.

Okay, I'm walking to the door. Knocking, you have to wander if there is actually something pulling me towards her because I'm hitting harder than usual. Maybe I want to be some kind of superman, crashing through the door and rescuing my love.

"I'll be right now Ol." Lilly shouted.

Yes, she still called me Ol. I don't like it to be honest by everyone else but Lilly says it with a certain ring to it. To be fair, even Lilly cursing sounds gorgeous.

"Okay I'm here."

She looked beautiful. Not stunning or any of that shit, but beautiful. She had taken her hair out of her face so I could see her eyes and she was wearing a dress. Wow her dress. It was blue and it made her figure look like a goddess.

It was then when I realised that it had been nearly a minute of silence. How could I help it? Goddess! I then plucked up the courage, "You look –"

"Shit."

"Don't bring yourself down, you look absolutely beautiful."

Oh shit I'm not supposed to tell her that! Mothers and boyfriends say that. Not goofy best friends.

"Thank you," she blushed. I love it when she blushes. It is just so sweet and innocent. Not at all like her…no wait, that's just the fantasies. I think she still is a virgin. Yup because I am too, okay now we're back on track.

"Now I tried to get the limo, but then Miley decided that she was going in a limo with Jake so now we have, my car."

"I like your car. At least now we haven't got some uncomfortable driver listening in on our conversation."

I laughed, how can you not laugh? She has an amazing sense of humour. She always manages to make me laugh. Even when I'm really unhappy.

Okay I've gotta stop talking to myself because the silence was happening again. She was fiddling with her shawl, and that always means time to go.

"Well come on gorgeous," I said showing my arm for her to link and when she did I continued, "let's do this thing."

She laughed as we strolled towards my old BMW. Used to belong to my dad but when I worked trying to get a used car, he told me to keep the money and have his. I really wanted the used car but what are ya gonna do?"

The car ride was not that silent. In fact there was a lot of laughter. I made jokes, she made jokes, now and again she'd touch my leg, to which I'd freak and immediately moved away. But when I did she seemed – disappointed. I don't know, it was probably my imagination but it was so weird.

When we arrived, I felt worthless. All around me was limos and amazing tuxes. He was BMW and it could only just be called formal. I frowned and walked straight up but I felt something warm on my hand: hers. I looked down in astonishment as Lilly's fingers laced with mine.

I only realised her stare when I looked at myself. I was a wreck. I was trembling. You see, I've never been so close to her. What was I going to be like when we're forced to slow down.

I then froze. I had to slow dance with her. I can't even dance normally. I'll tread on her toes, I'll be breathing to much. Oh crap I can't do it.

"Oliver?" Lilly asked, waking me up from my daze.

"Yeah?"

"Are you alright."

"Peachy."

We continued to walk; of course I was completely furious with myself. Peachy? Come on man! Get some real words!

The hall was amazing. It was all lit up and in Bond mode. They really over did the theme. It was all silver and black and very modern. Lilly was the colourful person in the prom.

"They didn't say we had to strictly stick to the theme," Lilly said, sulkily looking down on her blue gown.

"Oh screw them," I said proudly, "now you'll stand out."

Lilly smiled a little bit, obviously doubting what I just said. Sadly, it was true that she might not stand out that much in a good way, but I could never keep my eyes off her.

Running in at least 4 inch heels, smiley Miley approached us. She definitely had something to her dress. It was simple black. Not that attractive in my opinion but I can see what guys liked about it. I then felt like punching Miley as she disapprovingly looked up and down Lilly's dress. Obviously she felt the theme had to be kept.

Miley then fakely smiled, "I love the dress."

She spun Lilly around as she replied, "I didn't realise it was black and white."

"Don't worry I'm sure nobody will notice."

I stood there as the two girls gossiped, Miley's date, Jake, approached me, "dude, nice arm accessory."

"She's not an arm accessory."

"Sorry man. I didn't realise she was a real date. Miley described it as a friend thing."

"Yeah," I replied bitterly, "A friend thing."

"That's exactly how she said it."

"What?"

"Dude," Jake whispered to me, "Go for it."

Jake casually wrapped his arm around Miley's waist and took her away onto the dance floor. I soon then came, putting my hand on Lilly's shoulder.

"Hey," Lilly smiled sadly.

"What's up?"

"It's just – nothing."

"Come on."

Lilly sighed, "It's just that I feel so left out, out fit wise and you know, it's depressing."

"Just because of a dress?"

"No, not just because of that. I look around and it's all loved up couples. And I'm here with a friend."

"Careful, you could really offend a friend."

Lilly obviously saw I was pissed off, "No Oliver, believe me when I say, it's not you. It's just; I really wanted to go with a boyfriend."

"I'm sure that you'll find a guy one day." Of course I wasn't going to say that that guy could be me.

A few hours later, Lilly gasped as we heard He Said, She Said by Ashley Tisdale.

"Our song!"

We had a song?

"Come on Oliver, please dance with me."

"I can't –"

"I don't give a shit. You're dancing with me weather you like it or not."

I swayed a little but Lilly was getting really into it. Her hands were running through her hair, and she was dancing like crazy, "wow, I didn't know you danced this much."

"I just love this song! Oh come on Oliver, get a little more into it."

"No Lilly."

"Oliver!"

Lilly wrapped her arms around my neck, making the hairs on my back stand, "Oliver, if we are going to have fun. You are going to have to put a little more effort."

"Believe you me, I think you put enough effort in for the both of us." I laughed.

Lilly smiled. For a brief moment, I seemed to have the idea that we were both, caught in a trance. It was amazing. But soon she broke it off, "I'm going to go to the bathroom."

I then watched as Lilly scurry off to the bathroom, Miley soon following.

Lilly POV

I hurried to the bathroom, closing the door behind me. Miley then came in and grabbed my shoulder, "what happened there? That was a definite moment between you guys and you just spoiled it!"

"There was no a moment."

"You were dancing and then you stopped, neither of you moving, gazing hopelessly into each other's eyes. That's the kind of moment in novels!"

I sighed. It was a moment. So what? Anyone can have a moment with anybody. What was the significance of Oliver?

"It would have ended sooner or later."

"Yeah, but you guys could have at least had the awkward kiss!"

"We don't like each other."

Miley rolled her eyes. Why did she have to be so judgemental tonight? Miley then pulling out a cigarette continued, "You so –"

I cut her in, "I thought you quit."

She looked down, "It's hard to break the habit. Can I help it?"

"You haven't in months."

"I'm just nervous that's all. I've heard so many things about pressure in the prom I haven't eaten."

"Oh Miley."

"Come on Lilly. You know I will stop. Look I had a load of crab shrimp. And you know my fear of fat is smaller than my disgust for puke."

Lilly laughed. As serious as the matter was, it was true. Miley had the odd faze but then she was completely back to normal.

"Anyway don't change the subject. Lilly, you like him and he likes you. What's the point in denying it?"

"What's the point in not denying it?"

"Lilly, do you know what this night is?"

"Clearly not."

"After this is the summer. I'm off on a Hannah tour and Oliver gonna be in Phoenix doing work experience at the firm. It's the last night we'll truly be together for a long time."

"So what? Me and him hook up tonight, which anyway is doubtful since he doesn't like me, and then we end it for the rest of my life."

"Try! Trust me. If you don't, we're gonna meet again one day and he'll be married and you'll kick yourself for not going for it. Because you have to believe me, if you tried. Maybe instead of some Malibu Barbie he's picked up, it could be you."

I was then the one to roll my eyes. How stupid, "Miley, there is no way that I would ever marry Oliver."

"No?"

At first I thought it was a rhetorical question, but then I realised that she wanted me to answer it, "no."

"Lilly. Go for it. You'll most definitely regret it."

"I highly doubt it. It would save me a lot of pain if I didn't do anything. It's the safest option."

"Since when did the safest option get you where you want in life?"

"Since when did being daring get you any dignity."

"Dignity is for the press."

"Oh because Hannah has a lot of dignity."

A few girls turned their head suspiciously and I then continued, "It was an example."

They turned back towards the mirrors except one, "Blonde girl, who I think is Lilly. Go with your friend, go for it. He must be something if Miley thinks you two might get married."

"Oliver Oken."

The girl then shouted, "Oh my god! Are you Lilly Truscott?"

"Erm…yeah…"

"Oh my God! He like adores you! He talks about you all the time in my Chemistry class."

Okay, I'll admit it, I blushed a little bit. What would you do if you found out some guy couldn't stop talking about you?

"I'm sure he means it in a friendly way –"

"Does she like him?"

Miley then piped up, "for sure!"

The blonde girl then walked up to me, "then you have to go for it! I swear if you don't, I will slap you!"

I hoped she was kidding. Before I knew it I was being shoved out by the girl and Miley.

"Slow song," Miley stated, "go dance."

I stood there and Oliver came over to me, "Hey you!"

I looked back and Miley and the blonde girl, whose name I really should find out one day, gave me the thumbs up, "Let's dance."

"Oh no, not this."

"Oliver, it's a slow song, I'm sure you can handle this."

He then stood still, like he did at the beginning of the evening. I had to pat him on the shoulder until he left dream world.

"Um…yeah."

No POV

Lilly and Oliver both nervously moved to the dance floor. Oliver then put his arms around Lilly's waist and she linked her arms around his neck. Oliver gulped, he really felt nervous touching her.

They then danced. Surprisingly, nobody's feet were hurt. They swayed in a swift movement to the music. Everything I do by Brian Adams; it was a classic. Really from then on, that was there song.

Sadly, neither Lilly nor Oliver admitted their true feelings. The night was good and they went home. Both of them secretly regretted not saying anything but they thought what they were doing was right.

Lilly thought about what Miley said. Was it possible that she would regret it forever? Or perhaps, Lilly was right.

Either way, they always had prom night, the night it almost happened.

A/N: Hope you like it! I decided that this one would be a little more tragic. In fact, it's got the idea of a story I could do but I'm not going to do it yet. For now, it's just a one shot