A/N: This is getting discouraging :( Come on! Review! Someone please!

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to Hannah Montana.

No one's POV

"Oliver..." Miley whispered to her friend, "Come on Ollie, wake up..." she continued soothingly. She laid her hands on his chest, worried.

Her eyes were red and puffy. They were dull and lifeless. Compared to the girl with the sparkly eyes who was nicknamed 'Smiley', this girl was dead.

No smile crossed her features, just a look of worry residing there.

Lily watched her best friend carefully handle Oliver. It was like she was afraid he might break. Personally, Lily was afraid that Miley would break any second. Her cool demeanor frightened her. She already missed the old Miley with the permanent smile and rosy cheeks.

"Do I get the bucket?" She asked, too miserable to be excited at the thought of soaking her doughnut of a best friend.

"No, no, I think he's coming around." Miley said with a sigh. She stared at her best friend, regretting she ever told him.

And Oliver did come around. He stirred slightly, then his chocolate brown orbs slowly began to emerge from underneath his eyelids. He looked around, confused, and tried to sit up. He immediately winced.

"Hold it there, cowboy." Miley told him softly, pushing on his chest till he was laying down again, "Rest a bit."

"What happened?" He asked groggily. Both his friends sighed.

"Well, you fainted..." Miley began.

"Typical Oliver behavior..." Lily added, rolling her eyes, which were also red and puffy.

"Then the weirdest thing happened..." Miley trailed off, chuckling darkly to herself

"You landed on a skateboard that was conveniently left there..." Lily added.

"Rolled to the wall, and hit your head on the light switch, which caused the lights to go off." Miley finished.

"Okaaay..." Oliver said, looking around weirdly, "That must've been entertaining..."

"Oh, it was!" Lily responded animatedly. Miley stared at her weirdly before averting her gaze back to Oliver's again.

"I had the weirdest dream though." Oliver said, worried, "I dreamt that my father came back, I kicked him out, saw you guys, sang to Miley, and then you told me you were going to boarding school!" Oliver told them, running a hand through his messy hair and looking relieved. "It was so weird!"

After an awkward silence, Oliver realized something.

He sat up straighter and noticed that no one had commented on his dream. He looked at his best friend's face.

It was contorted with worry and misery.

He looked at his love's face.

It was dull and it pained him.

He winced and sighed. "It wasn't a dream, was it?" He asked warily.

Miley nodded while Lily replied with a soft "Maybe you aren't such a doughnut after all."

There was a slight silence.

Then he suddenly burst.

"NO!" He screamed "YOU CAN'T LEAVE!" He howled, rage laced into his words.

Lily jumped and looked over to him, shocked and slightly scared.

Miley just stared up at him and sighed.

"DAMN IT! YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME! YOU JUST CAN'T!" He continued screaming, his face red and his heart broken.

Somewhere upstairs a broken hearted mother listened to her son suffer and realized that for once she couldn't save someone, no matter what kind of badge she carried in her pocket. His wound was too deep. It was a wound to the heart.

"Oliver..." Miley whispered lightly.

"YOU CAN'T! YOU JUST CAN'T..." He howled and continued but the slowly slid back onto the couch.

His eyes watered and a choked sob escaped his lips.

"You can't..." he whispered, his pain filled voice breaking all the hearts in the room.

Miley sighed again. She had lost all hope in love. She came closer to the sun that kept her shining and pulled him into a hug.

He sobbed into her shoulder while she patted his back.

Lily felt as if she was imposing herself on a scene she wasn't meant to witness. You could feel the love and misery radiating of the bodies of these two tortured lovers.

Soon his tears would dry up and the hole in his heart would grow and expand till there was nothing left. Soon his smile would fade and his eyes would lose their sparkle. Soon...

"Yo-u pro-mi...sed me..." He stuttered trying to find his voice again. His tears soaking Miley's shirt.

"You promised me." He said a little more firmly, his voice still weak and broken.

"I know Ollie, I know..." Miley said, pain creeping into her dull tone.

Flashback

The trio stood outside the airport waiting for Hannah's private jet to arrive and take them to the trip of their life.

They looked around, bored, and spotted a group of friends with tears running down their faces.

Curiosity took over them and they gazed at the heart breaking scene.

A boy, around 15 years old, stood their looking lost and confused, tears streaming down his pained face.

Two girls stood next to him, both pained and crying.

There was an aura of deep love surrounding them.

They were sobbing loudly, hugging each other, enjoying the feel of each other's presence, knowing that they would not see each other for a long time, regretting not making use of every single moment they had together, reliving every single memory and moment they had with each other, wishing for more.

And the two girls heard their boarding call and with chocked sobs and desperate faces they left the boy dazed and confused to live his life without them.

The trio turned away, not bearing to see the boy's pain filled face.

There was a comfortable silence while each friend pondered on what they had just witnessed.

"Promise me." Oliver said suddenly, interrupting the silence, "Promise me that that will never, and I mean NEVER, happen to us." He urged his best friends, the similarity of the scene he had just witnessed scaring him.

Miley looked over to her best friend and smiled "Oliver Oscar Oken," she began "I swear to every single article of clothes me and Lily are about to buy, that I will never, and I mean NEVER, leave you."

"I swear to all the shoes in my Hannah closet, that I will never ever say goodbye to this... friendship." Miley continued smiling reassuringly at Oliver.

"And I'll swear it all over again." She finished.

Oliver smiled his goofy smile, his eyes sparkling, and pulled both of his best friends into a tight, love filled hug.

They sat there in silence.

Oliver still sobbing on Miley's shoulder, Lily still staring at them, and Miley still patting his back.

"Well I guess you're loosing all you shoes..." Oliver smiled slightly through his tears.

That brought a tiny smile from his friends.

"You doughnut..." Miley scolded softly, hitting him lightly on his back.

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