A/N – You should see 17 again. That movie made me fall in love with Zachary all over again :D Gosh, I miss junior high. This chapter takes you to ze passsstt. Erm, present...ish? But their past. Or is it? Oh, now I'm all confused. Just read (;

Lilly Truscott

Time plays tricks on you, or so it seems. The last time I saw Oliver was the worst day of my life. Now, seeing him today made everything... different! His hair was longer, but his eyes. Man, those eyes are the same shade of chocolate brown that I fell in love with in high school.

High school. I miss those days. We were young, careless, and gonna live forever. With a sigh, I landed on Lori's bed. She was at her vanity, coating her eyes with mascara.

"So, how'd that go?" She shot a look at my reflection in the mirror. I sat up and ran a hand through my hair. "Not well. Who the hell does he think he is showing up after sixteen years without so much as a letter thinking everything's gonna be okay."

Lori sighed and turned around to face me. "Mom, you know what you've always told me?"

"...Eat your lima beans?" I joked, frowning. She giggled, sitting down beside me. "No! You told me to always fight for myself, and only do what my heart tells me."

"So?" I asked considerably. She shrugged, "So... maybe it's time you took your own advice."

She marched over to her closet and slid on a pair of jeans to replace the basketball shorts she'd slept in. "I'm going over to Cody's. Be back sixish?"

Cody's. Maybe that's not the best place for her to go. I jumped up and grabbed the banister to the staircase. "Lori, wait! Don't go to-"

Too late. She'd already shut the door. Mom appeared by my room holding a towel. "Y'know, she may be as stubborn as you were at that age, but she's a little bit smarter. You wanted her to hate Oliver."

I rolled my eyes, marching down the hallway. "I didn't want her to hate Oliver. She just-"

"Oh, please." She scoffed, "Allow me to demonstrate." She held her hands up as if she were holding a photo album and put on a screechy, girly voice. "And this is Oliver. He's your no-good-stupid-promise-breaking-secret-homosexual-good-for-nothing father who left us before you were born."

My jaw dropped, "I so don't sound like that. Ugh, I'm going for a walk."

x-x-x-x-x

Malibu, California.

Lilly: 21, Oliver: 22, Lori: 6.

Twenty-one year old Lilly tucked the sheets comfortably around her tiny six year old. "There we go, a snuggly bunny."

"Mommy, please tell me another story about my daddy." The small brunette smiled with newly-brushed teeth.

"Well," Lilly cleared her throat, leaning down to meet her daughter's level. "Imagine him yourself. He was tall, tanned, beautiful brown hair. Just like yours."

"So I don't get my hair from grandpa? That's what gramma said." Lori frowned. Lilly sighed, "Well... your gramma doesn't exactly like talking about Oliver. See, he was like a son to her. So him leaving just kind of... felt like she lost a kid. It's painful."

"Why did he leave?" She asked, cocking her head to the side.

"Why does anyone leave? I mean," Lilly pondered for a moment. "He was probably scared, nervous, maybe even excited!"

"You don't think he hates me, do you?" Lori asked innocently.

Lilly's eyes watered up. "Of course not, baby doll. In fact, I'm sure he's thinking about you right now. Wondering how you are, how tall you are, how big you're getting..." Lilly got closer and closer to Lori's face. "That cute little front tooth you lost the other day!" She reached her forehead and covered her face in kisses.

After Lori stopped her fit of giggling, she asked "Mommy? Do you think I'll ever get to meet him?"

Silence was all that answered that. "Hopefully, sweetheart."

With that, Lilly flipped the light switch and closed the bedroom door. "Yeah, hopefully being the operative word."

x-x-x-x-x

Destin, Florida.

Lilly: 18, Oliver: 19, Lori: 3.

"Oliver, focus!" Just as Garret said this a football lunged itself into Oliver's face, knocking him completely to the ground with a thud. "...ow."

"You okay, bro?" The taller football player asked, helping his friend to stand. Oliver shook his hair, making sweat fly out. "I'm okay."

"What happened to you? That pass was meant straight for you," Garret exclaimed. Oliver rolled his eyes, resting his hands on his hips. "I don't even know. It's just..."

"Are you still thinkin' about that girl in California? C'mon, man, it's been three years! Move on!" Garret said, slapping him on the back of the head.

"You're right. I don't know. Her mom sent me some pictures of Lori. She just turned three,"

"Who's Lori?" Garret asked, one eyebrow raised.

Oliver took a deep breath, "The one thing keeping me from coming back."

x-x-x-x-x

Malibu, California.

Lilly: 15, Oliver: 16.

"Why are you acting so jealous?" Lilly shouted, running away from her boyfriend. Oliver threw his hands up in the air, "That guy practically violated you!"

"He's just a friend, Oliver. I've never had a corona before. It gets to me, you know?"

"That's your excuse? Stupid little girl drank too much? That's the kind of bull shit that gets you in trouble! I promised your mother that I would take care of you. I let you have one little cup and bam! You could have just screwed up your life forever!"

"No! Shut up!" Lilly was at the point of screaming now, her dress ripped from when the other boy tore it. "You...let...me? Oliver Oken, you don't own me! You may be my boyfriend and you may be a year and a half older than me, but you are not my father!"

"You're damn right I'm not! Because if I was, you'd be grounded until you turned eighty!" He screamed.

They were screaming in each other's face. Oliver shouted, "I'm not gonna let you mess up your future because of one little mistake! Stop acting like such a slut,"

With that, Lilly's palm collided with Oliver's face. She ran away with her aqua dress flying in the wind behind her. Oliver managed to catch up to her, clasping his arms around her waist refusing to let her go.

"Let me go, Oliver!"

"No! I'm not! I'm never going to," He shouted. Lilly burst into tears, pounding her fists in the air and struggling to escape his clutches. "Oliver, let go! I hate you! I h-ha-hate y-you!" She bawled before emptying her stomach contents all over the pavement.

Oliver shushed her, combing his fingers through her hair as he layed her down in the backseat of his truck. She looked up at him through tearstained eyes. "I don't like being hungover," She mumbled.

Oliver laughed. "It's okay. I promise."

Their lips collided into a heated make-out session. Losing her lunch wasn't the only thing she lost that night.

x-x-x-x-x

"Lilly? Lilly!" Miley shook me out of my phase and I realized I was standing in her doorway. "Uh, hey Miles. Did Lori come here?"

"Yeah, she's inside." Miley stepped aside, letting me in. Instantly, a tiny eight year old was attatched to my waist. "Auntie Lilly!"

I laughed, "Hello, Aubrey."

I waved to a quirky thirteen year old walking through the kitchen with a cell phone pressed to her ear. "Hey Aunt Lilly!"

"Kaitlyn. Don't you look nice today. Hot date?" I joked.

"I wish. Dad won't let me date until I turn thirty."

"Typical Jake Ryan for you." I rolled my eyes, giving her a hug. "Where's your brother?"

"Which one? Jacob Junior's in the crib gnawing on a teething ring, and Cody's up in his room with Lori."

"Great."

I made my way upstairs, and heard giggling. Rolling my eyes, I tossed open Cody's bedroom door. Instantly, I saw Lori jump up off of his lap. "Mom! What are you doing here?"

"I could ask the same thing. Although, I already know the answer..." I eyed Cody. He smiled innocently, "How's it going, Aunt Lilly?"

I folded my arms and smirked, "Try Ms. Truscott. Only the Ryans who aren't dating my daughter can call me Aunt Lilly."

"This is so embarrassing." Lori groaned, rolling her eyes to the ceiling. I shifted my weight, "Lori. I have a favor to ask you. Can we talk... privately?"

Lori looked at Cody and he stood up. "Uh, I'll just...wait downstairs or...something." He walked passed us and preceeded down the staircase.

"What is it, mom?" She asked me, sitting on Cody's bed. "Are you insane? Or just plain stupid."

"What?"

"Do you want to end up like me?" I crossed my arms. Her jaw dropped and instantly I regretted what I said. "I didn't mean it like that."

"No, you did. I'm sorry I was such a mistake to you!" She shouted at me, running past me and downstairs.

I followed her, calling out her name. "Lori! Loretta Miley Truscott!"

Shit.

There they were, all forming a line. Jake, Miley, Cody (who Lori was clinging onto, hiding behind), Kaitlyn, Aubrey and... Oliver.

Jake shot an awkward glance between me, Oliver, Miley, and back to me. "Well this is awkward."

"Pig," Miley said, slapping his chest gently.

"Ollie," I whispered under my breath. The tiny smile forming on his lips told me he heard me. I shook myself out of it and sighed, "Lori. We need to get home."

"No! I'm staying here with Aunt Miley and Uncle Jake." She practically screamed at me. I didn't want to do this. "Oliver, can I talk to you?"

I walked past him, grabbing his arm and dragging him onto the front porch with me. I looked at the window. Strangely enough, all five Ryans plus my daughter appeared. "Eh hem." I warned Miley.

"Fine." She mouthed, pulling the blinds down to block their view. I turned back to Oliver and instantly, brown eyes met blue. Damn it.

x-x-x-x-x

"Lilly, my bus is coming. I have to go." With one kiss on her cheek, Oliver backed away from her fragile form.

"But Oliver, I have to tell you something! It's important!" She shouted at him.

"I'll be back soon, I promise! I love you!" He called before boarding the bus. Lilly watched in amazement as the bus faded into the distance. She turned on her heel, kicking a rock beneath her shoe. "Yeah, it's not important Oliver. I'm just having your baby, that's all."

Lilly looked up to see Miley. She looked just as scared as she did. "Lilly," She called, running up to her. "I...I have something to tell you."

"What is it, Miles?"

"I-I'm pregnant too."

A/N – Interesting twist, eh? Hahah. I wanted Lori to have a love interest that Oliver can be the protective dad over later in the story. Spoiler alert. Lol, I love the Ryan clan. Their like the Brady bunch. Tsk. Tsk. That Miley and Jake just couldn't keep their hands off of each other. Such a shame.

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