sorry if the chapters are going really slow for you. i don't rush into romance very often in my writing. i let it be a soft glow that grows into a raging fire by the end. just enjoy oliver's sweetness for now!it will get better. next chapter i'm pretty sure you guys will enjoy!

Chapter 3

Miley sat at the breakfast table. She poured herself some cereal and peeled herself a banana. She ate without speaking a word. She went up to her room and changed into Jeans and a tank top. She went outside to the porch. she sat down closing her eyes and feeling the cool morning sea breeze air on her face. It had been two days since Lilly had gone to the tournament in Chicago. She didn't know if she would be able to take it. Oliver had tried to get her mind off of things, but he just wasn't as good at it as Lilly was. he suffered from terminal and incurably boy brain. Though he did act very differently the day she broke up with Cameron. Today she had a Hannah event. It was, no doubt, going to go until or past midnight. She wasn't going to like it. Mykaila was going to be there and there was no doubt she would bring her boyfriend just to rub it in Hannah's face. She needed a date. She could take Jackson, but last time it did not go well. It was an accident and it sucked. Plus, It was way too disturbing to have her brother as a date. There was Oliver. She blushed at the thought. He was a friend. She didn't want to mess that up for her. Anyways, he was at a family gathering his mom said he had no way out of. She thought of other people. There was Nate, the guy who had approached her when she was going out with Cameron. She had shared with him that Cameron and she were having a rough patch. He sympathized and said that he knew Cameron and that if she ever had any trouble to tell him. This was definitely trouble and she still had his number, so it couldn't hurt. She took out her phone and called him up.

"Hey Nate, it's Hannah. Listen, there's this party tonight and I didn't want to go alone. I was kind of hoping you could come. You will? Great! Thanks. See you later."

She smiled to herself. She wasn't going to have too much trouble tonight. After all, he was really nice, and he was hot. There was no doubt about that. She went to her closet and called up Tracey. She had to get someone's advice on what to wear tonight.

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Oliver was restless. He just couldn't sleep but he didn't want to get up either.. He couldn't help but remember Miley's face when he had said he couldn't go to the party with her as Mike Stand. She seemed so hurt. But again, he did have that family gathering. She could have come but she did have a Hannah thing to go to. He laid on his back staring at the ceiling trying to avoid the morning light from hitting him hard in the eyes. He didn't know what to do anymore. she was a girl who got her heart broken. She was like a time bomb. Without knowing it, he could say the wrong thing and find himself drowning in her tears. he couldn't take much of it anymore. he didn't want to say anything that she took the wrong way, but it seemed that everything that came out of his mouth was insulting to her ears and made everything worse. It wasn't his fault that she dated bad guys. It wasn't his fault they treated her like trash. It wasn't his fault they were in it for publicity.

He told himself this over and over again. it was not is fault. it was impossible for it to be his fault, but it seemed that no matter how much he told himself that, he still felt that he was to blame in some weird and cosmic way.