"Oh. My. Lord." Lilly stared at the tv, shocked out of her mind.
"There's no way that just happened." Oliver was staring at the figure of Miley Stewart, standing on the stage with the Hannah wig in her hands.
"Was that real? Am I dreaming? Oliver pinch me." She was still staring at the tv. Oliver was too, but did what Lilly told him to do anyway, still glaring at the tv as he did it. "Ow that hurt." She finally unglued her eyes off the tv, and looked at Oliver. But even though she was just pinched, her arm seemed to warm up from having him touch her.
"You told me too." Oliver took his eyes off the tv too, and lightly smiled at her.
Lilly rubbed her arm, and looked back at the tv. "But still." She could feel her ears getting hot. Oliver smile grew bigger.
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Miley walked off the stage after a few minutes of just staring at the crowd. Who didn't take their eyes off of her for one second. She had never felt that sort of pressure in her life.
As soon as she got offstage, Robbie Ray ran over to her. "Miley what were you thinking? Why didn't you tell me you were doing this?"
"Because I didn't want any confusion."
Robbie put his hands on his daughter's shoulders. "Honey... I don't mean to be negative. But you do realize how your life is going to like from now on right?"
"Yeah daddy I do. I just wish I would have realized that before I did it." And she walked to her dressing room.
Just like Miley hoped wouldn't happen her dad followed her. "Miley... does this have anything to do with Lilly and Oliver not being her tonight?" He sat on the couch next to her.
Miley looked down at the ground, "Maybe..."
"Oh bud. Are you three in a fight?"
She still looked at the ground, "Maybe..." she repeated.
"Smiley Miley," he wrapped an arm around her, and pulled her into a side hug, "you're gonna have to make up with them. You need friends at a time like this."
Miley looked up at her father, "Take me to Oliver's house?"
He smiled down at her, "Of course darling." And he kissed her on the top of the head.
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About an hour later, Lilly and Oliver were sitting up in Oliver's room. You could only guess what they were talking about. They were both sitting on Oliver's bed. He was sitting against the back on his bed, and she was sitting at the foot if it. Lilly was looking at the design on the sheets, and running her fingers over them. Oliver was looking at her.
"I can't believe she actually went along with it." Lilly sighed, still looking at the sheets. "It's just so weird. Do you think things will be different?" She looked at him.
He chuckled, "Of course things will be different." Lilly looked down at the bed. "But change can be good sometimes."
She looked back at him again. "Not this kind of change." Her eyes began to tear up. She was afraid of losing Miley even more than she already had.
Oliver climbed over to Lilly, and wrapped his arms around her. His heart was racing faster than he could imagine. He rocked her back and worth, and wanted to make sure she felt safe in his arms. Which she most definitely did.
She began to cry more though. Half because of Miley, and half because of Oliver. She shouldn't have lied to him about liking him. She regreted it ever since she did it. She wanted him so badly, but knew that they would never be together.
If only she knew the true way Oliver felt about her.
After a few minutes of Lilly soaking Oliver's shirt, the door opened. Neither of them seemed to noticed. But the door opening came to show Miley Stewart. Staring at the two people she knew she could trust more than anyone. She wanted more than anything for them to forgive her for being such a huge jerk. But she knew it would be hard. Them sitting there, all adorable and holding each other. She hadn't known the details when it came to what had happened between them lately. And it hurt her to know that. To know that she had been a horrible friend, and didn't really deserve friends as great as them anymore. But she had to try.
"Lilly? Oliver?" They shot their eyes over at her. Lilly jumped out of Oliver's arm, to both their dismay, and sat at the edge of Oliver's bed. Oliver just stared at Miley. "Well, are you two going to say anything?" They didn't say anything. "Anything at all?"
Lilly looked in the opposite direction. "I can't believe you actually did it."
"Me either." Miley did a nervous laugh. This was the first normal conversation they had had in a good while.
"Just because you did it doesn't mean I forgive you for everything you said and did to us." Lilly looked up at her.
Miley opened her mouth, but nothing came out. Oliver spoke, "Because it hurt like hell that you thought of us that way even though we were trying to help you."
Miley looked down at the ground, and said, "I know."
Lilly and Oliver stared at her, not being able to think of what to say. Did she just agree with them?
"And I know that I've put you guys through so much shit." Miley looked up. "I'm sorry I lied. I'm sorry I cheated." She looked at Lilly, hoping she understood that she meant, 'sorry for telling Oliver', "I'm sorry that I became pretty much the worst best friend ever. I just..."
"You just didn't like that we didn't agree with you? And that we didn't think it wise, because you still wanted the fame, but you still wanted your best friends to agree with you about it?" Oliver asked her.
Miley looked over at him. "Yeah... I guess that's what it all comes down to..." She was shocked that Oliver seemed to realize that.
But Lilly was still mad about the whole thing. She rolled her eyes, and walked over to Oliver's window. Looking outside, at the people who didn't all have to deal with this crap. They all seemed to have something to talk about. Lilly guessed some of them were talking about Hannah Montana really being a girl named Miley Stewart.
Miley and Oliver looked at each other, and then Miley started walking over to Lilly. She put her hand on Lilly's shoulder. Lilly hoped that it was Oliver, but when she saw the soft hand on her shoulder instead, she shook it off.
Silence filled the room for a few moments. But Miley still looked at Lilly, staring out the window. She whispered, so that Oliver couldn't hear, "I'm sorry for telling him."
Lilly viciously turned around, and yelled, "WELL SAYING SORRY DOESN'T MAKE IT GO AWAY!"
This filled Miley with all sorts of emotions and she didn't know what to do with them. She finally realized how deep she had truly hurt her best friends, and she hated the feeling of it. "Please... just let me talk..."
"YOU'VE ALREADY TALKED ENOUGH. I'M TIRED OF LISTENING TO YOUR SHIT. I WANT MY BEST FRIEND BACK! NOT THIS FAME CRAZY BITCH."
"I deserved that."
"YOU BET YOUR ASS YOU DO! YOU HAD NO RIGHT TO DO WHAT YOU DID! AND I JUST WON'T LET IT PASS RIGHT BY AND PRETEND IT NEVER HAPPENED." Oliver had no idea what was being talked about, but couldn't help but keeping watching. Lilly pulled Miley closer to her, and whispered, "You know I love him. And that might have ruined any potential relationship I could have had with him. I will not forgive you for that." Her eyes were filled with tears from her being so angry.
Miley's eyes began to fill up too and she pulled away from Lilly's grip. "Ok. Well, I guess I'll let you guys go back to whatever was happening before I came. Maybe I'll see you later." She walked all the way to Oliver's door. "I hope that I do." She looked back at them, and many tears started rolling down her cheeks. She left the room, and closed the door behind her.
Lilly sat on Oliver's bed, and put her face in her hands. Tears streaming out of her eyes uncontrollably. Oliver took her in his arms once again, and pulled her into the tightest hug he had ever pulled her, or anybody else for that matter, into.
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