Right after Oliver walked back up to Miley's house and grabbed his skateboard, he decided to go find Lilly. He knew that he needed to talk to her. He was nervous, but was almost postive Miley was telling the truth. But then again, he couldn't be for sure.
So off he skated to Lilly's house. He knocked on the door, and Mrs. Truscott answered the door. "Hello Oliver."
"Hello. Does Lilly happen to be home?"
Lilly heard Oliver talking, and snuck to the top of her stairs. Hoping Oliver didn't see her. He wanted to come in. She was still in Oliver's clothes from the night before. Even though it was 12 o'clock.
She rushed down the hall, and ran into her room. She didn't know what to wear, it didn't need to be that fancy. Just as long as Oliver didn't see her still in his clothes.
Picking up a blue shirt, and some knee length green pants she threw them on. She brushed out the tangles in her hair. Wincing in pain every time she ran into one of the tangles. She put on a thin layer of eye shadow, and a little bit of eyeliner, before she jumped on her bed. She grabbed a pad of paper, and made it look like she was writing. Which was a small passion of hers. Only Oliver knew.
She could hear footsteps coming up the stairs, and then she heard them come closer to her door. Lilly tried her hardest not to look at the door, and seem to eager. But she couldn't help but look at the door as soon as it opened. It was only her mother. "Mom what are you doing here? I thought I just heard someone at the front door." She said, trying to not sound to hopeful, or sad.
"I heard you on the top of the stairs. And I heard you run back." Lilly looked at her scared. "Don't worry, Oliver didn't hear. I only knew because I live here, plus I know you for doing things like that."
"Is he gone?"
"No, he's downstairs. I told him you were napping, and that I would wake you up. I knew you wanted to get out of his clothes, so he didn't notice you were still wearing them. Even though I don't think he would honestly mind." She smiled at Lilly, and then gave her a wink.
"Mom. How do you know so much?"
Mrs. Truscott laughed. "Because... I went through the same type of things." She patted her daughter on the leg. "Are you ready for him to come up?"
"Yeah." Lilly couldn't help but smiled. Her mother smiled back and began her journey out of Lilly's room.
"Oh yes," Mrs. Truscott turned back to her daughter, "You writing was very convicing." She smiled and walked out of the room.
Taking her mother's advice she took the pad again, and began to act like she was writing.
Moments later Lilly heard Oliver's footsteps inching closer to her room. She couldn't but blush as she kept on looking at the piece of paper in front of her. She played with her pen, swinging it back and forth between two of her fingers, letting it hit the paper. It honestly hurt to keep her eyes from looking up at the door.
Finally she heard the door open, and thought this was a good time to look up. She smiled widely. There he was, Oliver Smoking Oken, as cute as ever. He made her forget the fight with Miley. He made her forget that only minutes ago she was freaking out about him seeing her wearing his clothes. He made her forget about the fact that she was embrassed her mom knew about her true feelings for Oliver. He made her forget all the bad things in life. At that moment in time she felt like jumping up and making out with him on the spot. But realized that may not be to wise of a choice. That and she was also to nervous to ever make a move like that, yet alone a regular move.
"Hey." He smiled weakly, and sat on the edge of her bed.
"Hey." She brightly smiled back.
Oliver sighed loudly. "What's up?" She asked.
"Nothing really. Just having stuff on my mind."
"Food again?" Lilly laughed.
"No actually it's kinda serious." Oliver said, sounding annoyed. He was mostly annoyed at Miley. But was also annoyed that Lilly seemed to think he only thought of food.
"What's wrong?" Lilly asked, getting closer to him on the bed. She could tell something was really bothering him.
"Umm... I kinda went to go see Miley again. But this time she laughed at me because I ran into a tree. But the thing is that I ran into the tree really hard, and it was easy to tell that I did it hard. And she pretty much told me she didn't care about me at all anymore."
"You're kidding me right?"
"Yeah... no..." He looked at the ground, avoiding eye contact.
"I can't believe it." Lilly looked at the ground too. And watched Oliver's feet swinging back and forth. He usually played with his feet when he was nervous, or had something on his mind.
"And there's something else." He said, as Lilly thought about what else must be on his mind.
"Something else, like what?"
"She told me something." Lilly looked up at him. Oliver was already looking at her.
Lilly didn't say anything, expecting for him to just tell her. She guessed not now. "What was it?" She was truly very curious.
"She... she... she told me..."
"She told you what Oliver?" She was hoping it wasn't anything to bad.
Oliver stood up and turned his back to Lilly. Walking over to her desk, and resting his hands on her desk, and leaning on them. Now this was really making Lilly nervous.
"Ollie...?" She asked nervously. He still leaned against the desk, turned away from her. "Oliver, what is it?" She stood up and looked at his back. Fear filling her up.
"Miley told me that you like me." He turned around, and looked into her eyes. Unable to guess the emotion she was feeling.
"She... she... what?" Her eyes widened. She couldn't believe Miley would tell Oliver her secret.
"She told me that you..."
"I heard you the first time." She put her hand up, and then put it back down.
She leaned against the foot of her bed, and stared at the ground. "And well...?" Oliver asked.
"Well what?" Lilly asked back, still looking at the ground.
"Do you like me?" Lilly looked up at him.
Lilly was honestly confused as to why Oliver cared at all. But she did know she didn't want Oliver to know how she felt about him, till she knew for sure how he felt about her.
"No." She lied.
"Oh. Ok then." Oliver turned around again, making sure Lilly didn't see the tears in his eyes. As he turned around, he failed to see Lilly do the same exact thing at the same exact time.
(I'm pretty proud of this chapter. Reviews please.)