Oliver woke up the next morning with an awkward feeling filling his insides. Why hadn't he told Lilly how he felt about her? He punched his pillow, annoyed. He wanted to tell Lilly soon, maybe today. But first he needed to talk to Miley about the night before. He couldn't take it anymore, and needed to try to straight Miley out.
So he got up from his bed, and quickly went through all his clothes. He grabbed his skinny blue jeans, and orange shirt. As he walked to put the clothes on the bed, he saw Lilly's clothes from the night before in a pile in a corner of his room. "Damn."
After he got dressed, and ate some breakfast; Oliver grabbed his skateboard. He skated his way to Miley's house. Knocking on the door as loud as he could. Hoping Miley could tell the anger he was feeling inside.
As Oliver hoped Miley opened the door. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU? BEING THAT FREAKING LOUD!" She yelled as she opened the door. When she saw it was Oliver she stepped out of the house, and closed the door behind her.
"I WANT YOU TO KNOW HOW MAD I AM! THAT'S WHY I'M BEING SO DAMN LOUD!" He yelled right back at her.
"YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO BE MAD! I SHOULD BE THE ONE MAD!" They continued their yelling fest without even thinking of maybe taking one step inside the house.
"LILLY AND I SHOULD BE MAD! NOT YOU!"
"NOT DEALING WITH THIS!" Miley turned around and tried to open the door. She found it locked.
"Good job."
"Shut the fuck up." She turned around and glared at him. She just stood there.
"No one else is home, are they?" Oliver asked, looking at her like an idiot.
She gave him an evil glare. "No... no one is home. Don't act like I'm some kind of idiot or anything. I know you've done it before."
"No actually I haven't."
"ERRRR! You're unbelieveable." She threw her hands in the air, and walked away.
He followed her. "How in the hell was that unbelieveable in any way?"
It began to rain. "Great. Just freaking fantastic. It would freaking rain the day I locked myself out... with you..." She turned around and looked at Oliver, her upper lip curled. Then as soon as she did it, she started walking again.
"Where are you going?" He didn't really care that much about the fact that she had just insulted him.
"Trying to get away from you."
He still followed her. "You need to stop being such a bitch, and doing whatever you think you're allowed to do. Why in the bloody hell did you kiss me last night? And what made you think you had the right to?"
Miley stopped walking, and smirked in spite of herself. She turned around, and looked right at Oliver. "To make someone jealous."
Oliver looked at her confused. "Jealous? Wait... what do you mean jealous?"
"Exactly what it means, I was trying to make someone jealous."
"Who? Me?"
"You're not really that dumb are you?" She rolled her eyes.
"But the only person there other than the two of us was Lilly..."
"Exactly." She started to walk again. "Dum dum."
Oliver paced himself to catch up to her. He walked infront of her. "What do you mean by that?"
"You're kidding me right? After all that's happened, you still can't see it. Seriously, the both of you are so freaking blind. Or just plain out stupid." Miley curved around Oliver, and began to walk away.
Oliver didn't really care that she had just insulted him and Lilly. If he was hearing Miley right, Lilly liked him. Or maybe she was just messing with him. Getting back at him because of everything that happened. Maybe everything that had happened had been a plan of hers. From the kiss to right this very moment.
He started running to catch up with Miley once more. "Are you saying that Lilly likes me?"
She looked at him. "Umm... duh." Then looked forward again.
He kept on walking along her side. Turned fully looking at her, yet still walking the same direction as her. "Are you dead, dead serious?"
"As deadly serious as they come." She didn't so much as look at him. He turned around so that he was walking straight also.
'No freaking way.' Oliver began to think in his head. 'There's no way Lilly actually likes me back. Maybe I should ask her about it. But that's just awkward. But what if Miley's right?'
All the sudden Oliver felt him run into something, and it hurt painfully horrible. He heard Miley burst with evil laughter, and found that he, himself had run into a tree while he was thinking of Lilly.
He couldn't believe Miley was seriously laughing at the fact that he hurt himself walking into a tree. "What the fuck is wrong with you?"
She stopped laughing, and glared at him. "What are you talking about, what the fuck is wrong with me? Nothing's wrong with me."
"You just seriously laughed at me walking into a tree with great force. I could be really hurt right now, and you wouldn't even know because you're laughing so god damn hard."
"It was pretty freaking funny. And in all honesty I don't care if you get hurt."
He started at her, mad out of his mind. She stared right back, not so much as breaking the connection one little bit. "You've gone way to freaking far. We may be having a fight, but I still care about you. And so does Lilly. I don't know what's wrong with you though." And he walked away.
(Pretty ok chapter for my first chapter being back. I realize I'm making Miley a major brat. I never really intended that when I first started this story, but it happens. Reviews please.)