Hey guy's, well time for another chapter. Thank you to all reading and reviewing, hope you are enjoying the story. I think we could all agree Oliver needs a punch in the face. (ShadySkills5 would you do the honors?)

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Lilly walked home in a slump. She could still not believe what she said. In a way she turned down Miley. Shot her. Like a hopeless deer. Yet, Miley still loved her, no matter what.

Lilly let out a sigh. How did she get into this mess? Should she listen to her brain or her heart? What was her heart telling her? What was her brain fighting back with? She loved Oliver, but did she love Miley too? Was it possible to love two people equally, or do you have to love someone more? Who did she love more: Oliver or Miley?

Lilly opened the door to her house and made her way to her room, plopping herself down on her bed, grabbing a pillow, and resting it under her chin. Just because she had started to stare at Miley, get jealous when a boy asked her out, and wish she still liked her, doesn't mean that she, herself, likes Miley right?

Lilly moved her head so her face was now buried in the pillow and closed her eyes tightly. She kept hurting Miley and she knew it. She just didn't know what to do about it. Did she want to love Miley? Did she already love Miley? But she loves Oliver. Lilly's stomach did a flip at the mention of Oliver. She always felt uncomfortable telling Oliver she loved him. So does that mean it was not true? No, she did love Oliver, but did she love him the same way he loves her?

Lilly flipped over so her back was on the bed and her body faced the ceiling. What was good about Oliver? He was kind, reliable, sweet, caring, loving. What was the difference in Miley? She was kind, reliable, sweet, caring, loving. But there has to be something different about them. Oliver had soft brown eyes, whereas Miley had bright blue eyes that twinkle when she smiles. Oliver's smile was small, whereas Miley's lit up a room. Oliver's hair was dark brown and soft, but Miley had perfect thick hair.

Then there was they way they kissed. Grant it Lilly only kissed Miley twice, but both were amazing. The first one was light, soft, sweet, and the second one went perfectly. Miley's lips were smooth and soft and glided perfectly together with hers. Were there were times Oliver will practically swallow Lilly's lips, they were sloppy and messy.

While Lilly thought about it she could not help but become disgusted when she thought of the way Oliver kissed her, and smile when she thought about kissing Miley. The only big difference was in the way they kissed. The more she thought about kissing Miley the more natural it seemed to her. But that did not mean she way gay does it? She never even looked at a girl and just now started to pay attention to Miley.

Lilly let out a groan as she rubbed her temples with her fingers. The only one who had any experience with this problem and could help her was Miley. She can't just go and ask Miley for advice, especially after what just happened. And what will Miley think if she started asking all these questions? What was she going to do?

"Lilly? Sweetheart are you alright?" Heather Truscott lightly opened the door to her daughter's room. She made her way up the stairs after noticing Lilly was late for diner, where Lilly would be almost done by now. "Are you sick?"

Lilly sat herself up from the bed and saw her Mother coming in to her room. "…No." Love sick maybe but not sick.

"Are you sure? You look a little pale." Heather walked over to where her daughter was sitting and felt her forehead.

"I'm not sick Mom, I promise." Heather did not push her daughter anymore, but she knew something was wrong with. After Heather and her husband divorced Lilly had became everything to her. They both got very close and connected in ways she could never imagine. Everyday Heather was grateful that God sent Lilly to her and kept her here to stay.

"Is there anything else bothering you honey? You know you could always tell me." Heather stroked Lilly's blonde hair. Lilly looked up into her Mother's eyes. Could she? How will her Mother feel about it when she did not even know herself? "Is it relationship problems?"

Lilly swallowed, her Mother was good at catching on, they were all each other had so they depended on each other a lot, which brought them closer. "Sort of."

Sort of. That was nothing, not much either, those two words are only fillers, they did not have any meaning behind them. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Lilly sighed and wrapped her knees up to her chest. "…Yeah." She could do it. She could trust her Mom. A parent should always be there to guide, help, and love their children; they should not turn them away. Her Mom was always there for her, always took care of her. She was still Lilly, nothing changed about that.

Lilly did not say anything. She kept her knees to her chin and looked off into space. Heather looked around a moment before returning her gaze back on her daughter. "I can't hear anything unless you speak up." Heather smiled at her daughter and Lilly looked up and gave a weak smile back. She could trust her. "Tell me sweetheart."

"I don't know how to put it into words Mom. It's confusing, scary-something I never experienced before, with anybody. And it's causing so much trouble and pain."

"Well then would you prefer to write it down?" Lilly nodded at her Mother. Even though she knew she could trust on her it was scary to tell in words. Heather got up and grabbed a pen and pad from Lilly's desk handing it to her. She wrote one word.

Love

"Love? You are in love Lilly? With who?" You would think that Heather would know that Lilly and Oliver were dating and it should be Oliver she was in love with, but Heather had a strange feeling that it wasn't.

"I don't know Mom that is the problem. How do you know?" Lilly finally put her knees down and looked away from her Mother. Her lower lip trembling and tears pricking her eyes. What if she did love Miley?

"Oh sweetheart…" Heather wrapped her arm around her daughter pulling Lilly close to her. Lilly leaned her head on her Mother's shoulder and let a few tears slip out. "I wish I could tell you, but you just don't know. It just happens unexpectedly. You will know when you know. You can't choose who you love. Love is tricky. You always hurt the ones you love, sometimes push them away out of fear that you do love them, more than you own life."

Lilly listened to her Mother's words letting them sink in. Was that why she spit those words in Miley's face? Did she love Miley? Was scared, too scared to admit it? Scared that she started to push Miley away and in the end, end up hurting her. "M-mom would you be upset if I just fell in love with someone, you might not approve of?"

Heather rested her chin on her daughter's head, rocking Lilly slightly, and smiled. "You don't love Oliver do you?" Lilly was silently. "You love Miley?" Lilly pulled away, quickly, and looked up at her Mother wide-eyed. "Well who is it Lilly?"

"I-I you-you think I love Miley?"

Heather laughed slightly before pulling her daughter close to her again, Lilly relaxed to her touch. "Well I know Miley loves you. It does not take a magnifying glass to see that." Heather moved away from her daughter and lightly kissed Lilly's forehead, then wiping away the lipstick stain with her thumb. "It does not matter to me who you fall in love with Lilly; the only thing I really worry about is if you are happy."

"How do I choose Mom?"

"Love is not a choice Lilly. Follow your heart." Heather gave her daughter a quick hug, Lilly thanked her Mom, and she slowly got up and walked out.

Lilly lay back on her bed with a sigh. What power did the heart have over the brain? Doesn't you brain control every one of your actions and feelings? So isn't your brain still deciding for you? But without the heart pumping blood the brain would not function at all. So the heart was the soul of the person, the brain of the person, keeping them alive. But what was Lilly's heart telling her to do?

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Lilly sat on the couch, snuggled up close to Oliver, while they both watched a movie. Lilly was fighting for two days between her head and her heart and she still did not have an answer. "So double date tomorrow."

Lilly lifted her head from Oliver's chest and gave him a puzzled looked. "What?" Who was going to accompany her and Oliver on a date tomorrow?

"Y'know, me, you, Miley, and Bryce?" In Lilly's mind it still did not register. Oliver noticed and took time to explain. "Remember two days ago Bryce asked Miley out and she did not want to go alone and asked if we could double date. You and her talked about what to wear, where we are going, and what to eat, yesterday on the phone for like three hours."

Lilly was slowly processing that. The last two days were a blur. She felt as if she did not live them, so how was she supposed to remember the events that went along with it. "Oh. Yeah of course, guess I'm just tired."

Lilly and Oliver resumed their previously positions, but Lilly did not pay attention to the movie at all. Just three day's ago Miley said she will always love Lilly, now she has a date. Did she really move on that quickly? Lilly looked up and Oliver looked back down at her. She smiled at him before leaning up to kiss him quickly. Oliver smiled as well and kissed the top of Lilly's forehead before giving his attention back on the movie. If Miley could move on that fast than so could she.

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So what do you think? If Lilly does love Miley could she move on? And did Miley move on or is she still hung up on Lilly? Till then. :)