A/N Happy Valentines Day!

Secret Admirer

Chapter 3

After today's incident of me assuming that Oliver could have been my secret admirer, he called me about 5 times on the phone, left me numerous text messages, but I didn't reply to him or answer the calls. All I could do was turn off my phone so I didn't feel stupid for assuming he was it. I mean he's sweet, he can sort of write poems, and he matched almost everything my secret admirer would do, but who is he?

Maybe Miley knows who my secret admirer is, that's why my secret admirer could get in my locker. It still doesn't show how he could get inside my locker to put the rose and note in my locker since Miley came to school late, or almost late.

I sighed as I looked at my bare feet, which was digging into the sand at the beach. I sat near the water, which was only a few feet away from me, getting closer as the tide came. I looked to my right and stuck a finger in the sand. I started drawing a heart in the sand and shook my head, erasing the heart from the sand.

"I guess what I wanted will never come true." I shrugged and wrapped my arms around my legs.

"Hey you." I hear a voice come from behind me.

I looked back and to my luck, there was Oliver. Great.

"Hey." I expressed a small smile and waved.

He walked over and dropped down beside me. "What's up? You didn't answer any of my calls and text messages." He said.

I shrugged. "My phone was off, sorry, I didn't know you called."

Oliver bit his lip. "Why did you just leave school? I wanted to talk to you." He said only to nudge my side.

Talk to me about what? There wasn't really anything important to talk about was there? Only the fact that if I did talk to him after school, I would've made a fool out of myself assuming that he was my secret admirer.

"I had to leave in a rush. My mom wanted me to go home fast and I had to leave you know? Anyway, how did you know that I'm at the beach?" I asked, changing the subject.

It's Valentines Day; shouldn't Oliver be going out on Valentines with his Valentine, whoever that is? Gosh, why am I being so bitter? He's my friend and although it didn't turn out like how I wanted it to, with him being my secret admirer, then I should just shut up and relax.

"I was at your house, I went to Miley's, and then I went to Rico's. The last place I could think of was here, and here you are. It is night time, shouldn't you go home soon?" Oliver asked as he put a hand on my shoulder.

"Soon." I said and glanced at him. "Why do you even care? Shouldn't you be off, like everyone else, doing whatever couples do on Valentines?" I asked as nicely as I could, but with the look on Oliver's face, I probably said it in a mean way.

Wow I am being stupid at the moment.

"Why would I be out when the person I want to go out with doesn't even know?" He asked.

I felt a bit confused. What is he talking about? So Miley isn't hissupposed Valentine?

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

It wasn't too bad to be a little curious to who he wanted as a valentine right? I mean we are best friends, why not ask him what he meant? He shouldn't keep secrets from me, especially since we've been open about everything since our preschool year. All I can do is help him out, even if he might've not wanted me as his Valentine.

"There's this girl that I really like." He started off as he dropped his head, looking down at the sand. He removed his flip flops and crossed his legs.

"And? Why didn't you ask her to be your Valentine?" I asked him as I gained interest in this topic.

"Because, it's embarrassing. I never thought I'd have a crush on her." He admitted while his cheeks turned a slight rosy color under the moonlight.

"So you really like this girl then huh?" I asked him as I reached to put my hand on his and gave him a reassuring squeeze.

"Yeah. I like her so much and this crush has been going on for a little over 6 years." He shook his head. "Pathetic right?"

I shook my head. "Not at all. What made you like her? Why didn't you tell me of this crush?" I asked.

I'm a bit surprised that Oliver never once mentioned her to me. Maybe he told Miley, but me, but I wouldn't mind that since they've been getting close for a long time. If he liked her for more than 6 years, then it can't be Miley since Miley came in our 7th grade year and it would mean Oliver liked her since our 6th grade year. Wow, I never knew Oliver could hold a crush for so long.

"Well she's sweet, tough, and cool. We have so much in common and I considered her a friend, but then I started looking at her in a different way one day when the boys were teasing me. They thought we were dating and I denied it and then they just helped me realize I like her. She has so much qualities of someone I'd fall for and, well, it made me realize I might even love her." He let out a dreamy sigh and ran his free hand through his hair. "I didn't tell you because it was hard for me to open up about it."

"Well it's okay, as long as you can tell-"

"That's it. Like, okay, when I realized my feelings were strong, I'd give her something for Valentines Day. I gave her something every Valentines for the past 5 years." He said with his face finally turning a dark shade of red.

Wow, that's funny, that's about the same time my Secret Admirer gave me something. That's really fun-Holy crap. He is my Secret Admirer.

"You get it?" Oliver said and I shook my head.

"No." I said and he nodded.

"Yes." He sounded a little determined now. "I'm your secret admirer and I'm not going to deny it now." he said.

"How, but… we've-" I was speechless. Sure, I was expecting it earlier, but hearing it now, it's shocking.

"This may come as a shock, but I care for you, a lot and I really like you Lilly." He flipped his hand, the one I held, so that our palms touched, and he laced out hands together.

"And you were shy about telling me?" I asked and he nodded.

"I was scared in how you would react." He sighed. "We've been friends since preschool and I didn't know how you'd react and I'm glad I told you now." He grinned as he looked at me.

"Okay." I smiled back and he lightly tugged my hand.

"You didn't answer my question." His grin grew wider.

"What question?" I asked.

"The question I left in your locker." he said and got up from his seat. He tugged me so that I could stand up too.

I smiled. "Well, I forgot what you asked me." I teasingly said.

"Ahem." He cleared his throat and took my hand and raised it, just before his lips. "Lillian Truscott will you be my Valentine?" He asked and kissed it.

I giggled. "Yes Oliver Oscar Oken, I will be your Valentine."

I pulled him in a tight hug and I kissed his cheek.

I just felt happy knowing that it was Oliver all a long instead of some creepy stalker guy I thought it was. Maybe this will set a future for us, even if it would be a little weird, maybe I could grow to really like him, like how he likes me.

It will only take time, and maybe we could be what he always wanted us to be.

"Happy Valentines Day Oliver." I said and let go.

He took my hand and we slipped on our footwear and started walking off the beach.

Maybe this could be the perfect Valentines after all.

A/N Hope you enjoyed this fanfic and again, Happy Valentines. I hope you're having a better Valentines than me. I got a fever and been home for 3 days already haha. Thank you again for reading and reviewing!