They both knew where to walk to. Every time one of them was either mad, sad, or any other emotion that was overwhelming they went to the beach. And they both knew this was definitely the time for that.
Oliver's thoughts were overflooding in his mind, 'Why did Miley do that? She knows I like Lilly. Maybe she was trying to make her jealous. But why would she do that to make Lilly jealous? Unless Lilly likes me. No, there's no possible way.' He looked over at Lilly, she was angry, it was hard to tell.
They arrived at the beach, and both sat down on the warm sand. Neither of them said a word for a good while, but just stared out at the ocean.
"Lilly...?" Oliver asked, looking at her, a few moments later.
"What?" She was still looking straight ahead.
"Why did you slap Miley when she kissed me?" Oliver still looked at Lilly. She could feel herself feel a sort of pressure she felt only when he looked at her.
She stayed silent, trying to think of something good to say. "Lilly?"
"Because she just invaded your space, and it just bothered me." She came up with quickly, realizing how lame it was. She refused to get in eye contact with Oliver.
"Oh... well ok then. That makes sense." He seemed to have bought the lie, and Lilly was glad he did.
"Can I ask a question now?"
"Sure..." He said, still looking at her.
"Did you... you know... enjoy it when Miley kissed you?" She finally looked up at Oliver.
"No!" He brought his head back, apparently pretty surprised when Lilly asked that. Lilly sighed heavily. "Why do you ask?" Oliver looked, with was most likely obvious hope in his eyes.
"Well it's just that..." Lilly was still surprisingly being able to look at Oliver. But she couldn't tell him the truth, at least not now. She decided to lie again. "I just didn't want you to end up liking the enemy."
Oliver looked in the other direction. "Makes sense. But I could never like Miley. That's just weird." Ok so now he thought it was weird at the possible thought of being with a best friend, or ex best friend in this case. Just fantastic.
Lilly looked at the back of Oliver's head. She was about to tap him on the shoulder, and tell him herself.
But as soon as her hand inched closer to his shoulder, he turned around. He looked at her finger awkwardly just out there. "Lilly what are you doing?"
"Oh nothing." She put her hand back down.
"Well ok then. I think we should probably start walking back home." He got up and brushed all the sand off his butt.
"Yeah... that seems good." Lilly got up too, and realized something while looking at Oliver. "We're still in our disguises."
Oliver looked at her, and pulled off his wig. "Look I'm already Oliver again. I'm good."
"Yeah but I'm not."
"Just take off your wig."
Lilly pulled it off. Oliver couldn't help but stare at her beautiful blonde hair, rolling down her shoulders. She started talking again, "What about my clothes? My parents are going to want to know where the hell I got all of this. And they won't believe I got yet another outfit from Miley."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes! I know my parents. Talk about never believing me."
"My parents will still be asleep. Do you want to come over to my house and borrow some of my clothes?" Lilly's heart jumped with excitement.
"But Oliver... how am I going to explain your clothes to my parents?"
"I splashed water on you without you expecting it." Lilly couldn't help but think how good he was at this lieing thing.
"I guess that could work." Lilly couldn't help but smile.
Neither could Oliver. "Good, then let's start our journey."
They walked along the beach, walking as far as they could without having to actually getting off the beach. Lilly would occasionally look over at Oliver. He was so freaking adorable she could barely handle it. Everything she looked though, Oliver noticed. Not completely understanding why she kept on looking at him, he didn't say anything. Just kept on walking. But he hoped it was something good.
"Here we finally are." Oliver smiled.
"Are we going to have to sneak in another window?" Oliver laughed.
"Only if you want to."
She thought about it. "Why not?" She giggled as Oliver started the journey to the side of the house.
They both climbed up the wall, and jumped into Oliver's room. It was nice and comfortable. All the walls were dark blue, and everything in his room was real peaceful. Lilly couldn't help but love his room so much. She didn't know if she honestly liked the style of it though. Or if it was just because of the fact that it was his room.
She went over to his bed and sat on it. Big and comfy, she pretty much was sucked up by it. Oliver turned around after looking for clothes for Lilly. He laughed at the state Lilly was in, and threw her some clothes.
Lilly took them and unrolled them to reveal what clothes Oliver had given her. Some knee length black shorts, which would most likely be longer on her, and a tight (well tight on Oliver) black shirt that he wore often.
"Where do you want me to get changed?"
"How about the bathroom?" Oliver laughed.
"Oh right." And Lilly got up, and snuck quietly over to the bathroom. She couldn't help but take a deep smell out the scent of Oliver's clothes, the instant she closed the bathroom door.
Oliver sighed as he watched her walk out of the room. Her blonde hair bouncing from having her tip toe out of the room across the hall. He smiled to himself.
Lilly was surprised to see that when she got back Oliver had changed into sweats and a bigger green shirt with some strange design on it. He had just changed in this room, she liked it.
"Thanks." Lilly smiled at him.
"No problem." They smiled at each other for a moment. Then Lilly looked at the clock.
"I better start heading home. I'll see you later Oliver." She walked pass him towards his window.
"I'll go with you." Lilly turned around.
"You don't have to." She smiled, she wanted him to.
"I know I don't have to. But I want to." Afterall, Lilly only lived a few houses down. And he did want to hang out with her more. As long as he possibly could.
She smiled, and they climbed down Oliver's wall. And some began their walk.
Their walk was filled with nothing but the sound of the bugs. Awkward mostly because both of them were trying to get the courage to tell each other how they truly felt about one another. When they were nearer to Lilly's house, they both got filled with the feeling of disappointment.
"Well... here we are." Oliver said, smiling at Lilly.
"Yup..." Lilly smiled back, rocking back and forth on her feet.
Oliver decided something, her standing there beautiful, it was now time to tell her. "Umm.. Lilly?"
"Yes Oliver?" Oh my lord, was this going to be it?
"Um..." he couldn't do it. "Tonight was so much fun." He lightly punched her in the arm.
"Yeah... it was." Lilly said, sounding a little disappointed.
"See you tomorrow?"
"Yeah." Lilly was now staring at the ground.
"Bye." Oliver began to walk away.
"Bye." Lilly whispered to herself, watching him walk away.
Once he was out of sight, Lilly ran in the house, not saying one word to her parents. She ran up the stairs, into her room, slammed the door, and lay on her bed. She began to cry, breathing in the scent of his smell on his shirt.
'How much more of an idiot could I be?' Oliver asked himself on his walk home.
(OK, last chapter before my family from out of state gets here. This will be continued probably next Wednesday night. Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. And thank the lord my little mind reminded me that they were still in their disguises, or this chapter would have been reallyyyy short. Reviews pretty please. And see you guys in a week and a half.)