First off, sorry for any randomness or OOCness of any characters, I've been off on my writing lately due to the fact the terror of terrors is now at my house... and I've been listening to 30 Seconds to Mars, My Chemical Romance and Simple Plan for the past few days. Which also explains reason behind the lateness of the chapter, I just didn't feel like putting it up on Thursday or Friday... when was the last time I updated?

Chapter 4

"Hey Oliver, my best bud." Lilly said as she caught him early at school the next day. "Let's talk."

"About what?" He asked.

"You and Miley. What are you doing?"

"What do you mean? I'm not doing anything."

"The list is missing, the list I printed out. I went through my trashcan and couldn't find it, so I'm guessing you took it."

"Why would I take that list?" he asked as he tried to get away from her, but it was no use.

"Because you like Miley and she said there couldn't be a guy out there who would do this. Admit it Oliver, you like her."

"I don't!"

"You're just as stubborn as Miley." Lilly said and shook her head. "I've realized you're doing five things a day or something."

"How did you work that out?"

"Hey, I was watching you yesterday." Lilly said as she walked away. "You've got ten things left to do, so use them wisely."

"Ok, whatever Lilly." Oliver said as he started walking towards his locker. He smiled at Miley as she walked towards him.

"Was that Lilly talking to you?" She asked.

"Yeah. You know, she hasn't been spending time with us." Oliver said as the two walked towards their lockers.

"I know, but it's nice isn't it? Just the two of us spending time instead of the three of us or just Lilly and I." Miley said as she reached her locker.

"Yeah." Oliver said as he leaned against his locker and watched her.

Stare at you.

"Uhm…" Miley then turned to look at him and caught him staring. "Oliver?"

"Yeah?" He asked, standing up straight.

"Nothing." Miley said as opened her locker, ducking her head inside. 'Ok, what was that about?' She thought as she took her books out and put them in her bag. She closed her locker and caught him looking at her again.

"You ok?" She asked as they started walking towards class.

"Yeah, never been better." He said and looked at his shoes.

"Ok." Miley shrugged and they walked past Danny, whose locker was stuck.

"Hey Danny, need some help?" Oliver asked.

"Sure." Danny said and moved away. Oliver banged against the locker three times and then clicked his fingers, the locker swinging open.

Help others out.

"Thanks Oliver." Danny said.

"No problem." Oliver said and joined Miley again.

"See the Locker Doctor still has it."

"Did my skill ever leave?"

"Ah, true." Miley said as they entered their class again. They both sat in the back of the classroom, ignoring Lilly who sat watching them, tapping her pencil on the table. She looked down at the piece of paper on her desk and crossed another item off the list.

xXxXx

"Why not?"

"Because I can't."

"Come on Oliver! Please?"

"No Miley."

"Chicken." Lilly taunted. Oliver glared at her and crossed his arms. Miley put down the microphone in her hands and stood in front of him, hands on her hips.

"Oliver Oscar Oken, you are going to sing and that is final. Besides, it's against Lilly."

"And we all know who's going to win that." Lilly said and grinned. Oliver made a face at her and Lilly stuck her tongue out at him.

"Oh, that's mature."

"Whatever Oliver. If you aren't going to sing, then I'm leaving." Lilly said and put the microphone down and picked up her bag. "Plus I have to meet Rico again to discuss ways on how to torture Jackson."

"Why are you even doing that?"

"He pays me." Lilly said and put her helmet on and picked up her board. "Later."

"Bye Lilly!" Miley shouted and then sat down on her couch next to Oliver, looking at him.

"You know, I like you're company better then Lilly's." Oliver said as he sat back. "You don't give me a headache."

Appreciate you!!

"Well, I do give you a headache when I'm with Lilly." Miley teased. "But I'm glad you like my company. I like spending time with you too."

"Plus I would embarrass myself in front of Lilly." Oliver said, standing up.

"Why?" Miley asked, looking confused.

"Because I will sing for you… against you I mean."

"You know you're going to lose." Miley said, grinning.

"I do know I'm taking on Hannah Montana, but I am not a man who will back down from a challenge."

"Oh, so you're a man now?'

"Or would you let me be a donut?" Oliver asked. Miley blushed then, remembering the conversation she had with Lilly and what she had said.

"Fine, donut." Miley said, picking up her microphone. Oliver picked up the other one and Miley looked at the screen for a song. "A Hannah song?"

"Uh, how about Nobody's Perfect?" Oliver asked. Miley shrugged and selected the song.

Sing even if he can't.

Miley knew Oliver couldn't sing, but found it sweet that he was trying. And he was going against her with one of her own songs!

In the end, it was clear who the victor was, but Miley still gave Oliver a hug for trying.

"Maybe I should lose more often." He said.

"What?"

"Never mind." He said, cheeks going slightly red.

"Well, you did better then Lilly."

"Did you listen to her singing or did you have earplugs in?"

"Oh no, I had my headphones in." Miley said and showed Oliver her iPod. He laughed and sat back down on the couch. Miley followed suite and they both looked at the TV.

"Another round?"

"No, that's enough singing for one day." Oliver said and looked at her. She also looked at him and cocked her head to the side when he didn't say anything.

"Oliver?" She asked.

"Yeah?" He said, snapping out of the trance she managed to put him in.

"Uh… Lilly thinks…."

"Whoa, since when does Lilly think?" Oliver joked. Miley giggled, but shook her head.

"No, Lilly thinks we secretly like each other."

Oliver looked away from Miley and at the ceiling. "Really? Do you believe her?"

"I… I don't know. I mean, we've been hanging out a lot in the past four days, maybe it's giving her reason to think there's something between us."

"Yeah, I mean, we're best friends." Oliver said, looking at her. Her smile dropped slightly, but she kept it on her face.

"Uh, yeah. Best friends."

xXxXx

Oliver couldn't sleep that night. The conversation he had with Miley that afternoon kept replying in his head.

'She just wants to be best friends. I should just give up.' He thought. He got out of bed and turned his bedside lamp on, looking at the list. He started to scrunch it up, but stopped himself.

"I can't." He said and then smoothed it out on his knee. He then looked at the remaining things to do and chose one.

He picked up his cell phone and dialled Miley's, not wanting to phone her house number in case Robby Ray answers it and demands to know why he was phoning late at night, because Oliver won't have an answer for him.

Call for no reason.

"Hello?" He heard Miley answer.

"Hey Miley, it's Oliver."

"What are you doing phoning at eleven?" She asked.

"Oh, I couldn't sleep."

"Isn't the girl supposed to do that?"

"Yeah… no… I don't know. I just couldn't sleep and you're the one I wanted to talk to."

"About what?"

"I don't know… Lilly?"

"Lilly?"

"Yeah, like why she's secretly working for Rico on terrorizing Jackson."

"I think it's because she likes him."

"Who? Rico?"

"No, Jackson! And maybe because she can get money out of it."

"Wow, Lilly and Jackson, who would've guessed?"

"Yeah, and she's on my case for not telling you how I feel."

Oliver was silent for a while. Did Miley know what she just said? "Uh, how do you feel about me?"

Then there was silence on the other end. "Never mind, forget I said anything."

"Lilly's been on my case too. About how I feel about you."

"And?"

"You're right, let's move on."

"Oliver, do you… like me?"

"No! Well, yes, as a friend."

"Just a friend?"

"Moving on to a different subject…" Oliver changed the subject pretty quickly. Miley went along with it and they spoke until 2 in the morning before they hung up on each other. Though the last thing they spoke about was Hannah Montana.

"On Saturday, I've got a concert in San Francisco, that's a five hour drive! How am I going to survive?" Miley asked, moaning.

"What, the car trip? Take a video game or something, your iPod and you're good to go."

"Ok, thanks. Night Donut."

"Night Miles." He said and hung up. He placed his phone back on his bedside table and lay back in the bed, mentally kicking himself.

'I've just blown it! There is no way Miley will believe me now that I like her more then a friend.' He thought as he slowly fell asleep.

Oh how wrong he was. As long as Lilly Truscott had something to do with it.

I think I was doing good with the beginning and then from there, went down. You guys be the judge and be honest. The real reason behind this fic was just for some Moliver loving for everyone. I've been doing too much Lackson (not that I'm complaining.).

If I don't update for another week... I've still not gotten back into writing. I'm just too tired to write anymore, which doesn't make sense since I sleep in till 10 every morning during the holidays... I think I might have a cold again. Not surprised, 'cause it's raining again! Yes!

So if you love me or hate me, leave me a review. I dunno, I just wanted to say that. Till next time guys!