Regular POV

"Okay everyone, stay calm." Robbie Ray told the guests of Miley's Sweet 16 party. "We were told to all stay inside. One of the electric poles fell down from the storm, fight in front of here." The room gasped and people started to get worried. "Don't worry; they are taking car of this. Try and have some fun." He put a big smile on his face, and everyone looked at him blankly. "Guess not."

Lilly and Joe saw Miley and Nick walk into the room. They were soaked. Nick was holding onto Miley, and she looked like she had been crying for days. They shined their flashlights at them, and ran over.

"Miley are you alright?" Lilly asked. "What happened?"

Miley wiped her eyes. "Nothing, Nick and I just went outside to see what was going on. This whole blackout just scares me. That's all." She lied. She knew that if she told Lilly and Joe about Oliver they would ask question and those questions would soon lead to Nick and her in the hotel room, which she didn't want to tell them about.

Nick pulled Miley away from Joe and Lilly. "What are you doing? We have to them about Oliver!"

"Do you want your brother to know you have sex, before marriage?!?"

Nick sighed. "Okay, then what do we do about Oliver?"

"I don't know. We will have to take care of that…or at least try to."

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"Why Joe? Why not me?" Oliver said out loud to himself. He was sitting in the rain, outside, against the building; the empty bag of drugs lying next to him. "Why doesn't Lilly like me?" He got up and ripped his shirt on a twig as he stood up. "Dammit, I just can't get a break."

He walked through the back door and walked into the dim club, only flashlights and cell phones lit up the dance floor. He walked up to the bar and took a bottle of beer out of some guy's hand, drinking it down in a matter of seconds.

He clumsily walked towards the tables and sees Joe and Lilly sitting together. He sees Lilly laughing, probably at something Joe said.

"That son of a bitch. Why him? What's so great about him, why not me." He asked himself again.

Oliver watched Joe get up and walk to the bathroom.

Oliver decided to make his move, but he wasn't really aware of what he was doing from the drugs and alcohol.

He sat down next to Lilly, almost falling on top of her in the process.

"Hi Oliver, where have you been?"

"Oh you know, around." He was slurring his words and Lilly could tell something wasn't right with him. "L-Lilly, I need to talk to you." She just looked at him. "I love you."

"Have you been drinking? Are you okay."

Oliver noticed she completely ignored what he said. "Why him, why not me?"

"I think we need to go talk to Mr. Stewart."

"No, Lilly, I-I-"

"Oliver, you're not well."

She wasn't listening to him; she was actually kind of scared for him. Why was he drinking? Why was he being like this?

Oliver, on the other hand, didn't want to take no for an answer. He grabbed Lilly and pulled her into a kiss.

She quickly pulled away and slapped him across the face.

"Oliver what are you doing?!? You're drunk!" She took a good look at him. "What are you high too?" He wouldn't look into her eyes. "Get away from me Oliver."

Lilly and Oliver walked away from each other. Oliver went back to the bar and kept on watching Lilly's every move. He rubbed his face from the slap and put his head down, trying to forget.

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Joe got out of the bathroom and saw Lilly with tears in her eyes. "Lilly, are you okay? What's wrong?"

"Oliver. He did drugs, and I think he's drunk…"

He looked at her and saw that she was hurt by all of this. He gave her a hug and held her in his arms. "It will be okay Lilly."

They pulled apart and she stared up at him, and their eyes met. Lilly took a deep breath and slowly leaned in, as he did the same until their lips met. "Thank you Joe." She said and she hugged him again.

But little did they know that Oliver was watching the whole thing, with anger in his eyes.