AN: Thanks to xXLysXXNoodlesXx and XLoendLOLiver4evaX for reviewing, and everyone who put this on story alert/favorites :) Here is part 2 of the second chapter. Some slightly more interesting events take place. It's all just leading up to the final part. It's still a little long, but not as long as the last one. I hope you like it and R/R.

One more thing. I usually post these updates late at night, so my brain isn't always functiontion properly. With that being said, I forgot to include my disclaimer...so I DON'T on Hannah Montana or anything related to it. If I did, we all know that I'd be working with the writters of the show to get Lilly and Oliver together for real :)

Anyway, here's the next part. Enjoy!

The night started off a little iffy, but things were getting back on track. Lilly had somehow talked Oliver in to playing volleyball with her and Miley.

"Lilly, you know I don't like volleyball. I'm not good at it!" Oliver whined.

"Volleyball's easy! You'll have fun!" Lilly assured him.

Although he hated to admit it, Oliver did enjoy himself. It took some time to work up to that point, but he did have some help.

"Uh, Lilly?" He asked, looking over at her arms and trying to put his in the same way. "How do I do this again?"

"Here" Lilly laughed. "You have to do it like this."

She stood behind Oliver and slowly instructed him by placing her arms around his and moving them to the right position.

Oliver knew partly what he was doing, but he didn't expect Lilly to actually grab his arms like that. He decided to play along.

"Like this?" He asked, tangling them together.

"Not...quite." Lilly let out another small laugh. "But close enough."

After a few games and a few too many volleyballs to the head, Oliver decided that he had had enough.

"Can we...do something else?" He asked, rubbing his head in slight pain.

"You had fun, didn't you, Oliver?" Lilly asked him.

"I did, watching him use his head to return the ball." Miley said, laughing.

"You would." Oliver replied angrily glaring at her.

"The sun is starting to go down." Lilly announced. "Lets go see if the got the fire going."

"And some hotdogs." Oliver added, as he started to limp away, although nothing was wrong with his legs. He just liked being over dramatic sometimes. "I think I deserve a few hundred of them after this."

"You're getting one." Miley explained. "Remember what happened to Jackson? I promised your mom I would watch you so you don't fall down the same hole."

"Fine!" Oliver replied. "One for me...and I get half of Lilly's."

"Boy you know I don't share my hotdogs!" Lilly slapped him. Oliver flinched back.

"Another little lover's quarrel." Miley said to no one in particular, but Oliver just happened to hear. He wanted to say something but he figured he better not, just incase Lilly hadn't heard the remark.

As the sun was setting, the three got their hotdogs and started looking for a place to sit and eat. Lilly and Miley watched as Oliver inhaled his hotdog. They both kept a watchful eye on him to see if he was going to make a move for theirs, but Oliver knew better. The food wasn't what interested him, and getting sick was definitely not on his agenda for tonight.

"What now?" He asked, pitching his empty water bottle into the recycling bin.

"I wonder what's going on over there." Miley said, pointing out the fact that the pavilion was filling up with a sea of people.

"Lets check it out." Lilly suggested.

They walked over and saw that the giant screen was blue, like the starter screen before you watch a movie.

"Ooh a movie!" Lilly squealed happily and tugged on Oliver's arm "Lets watch it!"

"Wait." Oliver said. "What movie is it?"

The screen turned black and everyone became quiet. Beginning credits and the warning screen had passed while the three stood there and waited. Once the first scene of the movie appeared, Oliver snapped backwards. It was the same movie that he and Lilly had gone to see that one summer day two years ago.

The day her father went psycho.

The day she came running to him, bleeding profusely and crying.

The day he held her in his arms, almost rocking her to sleep.

The day he kissed her on the check to make the pain go away.

The day he saved her life and she changed his forever...

Oliver couldn't stand to watch that movie again. He didn't have it in him. Not after what happened that night. He just couldn't do it.

"I-I'll pass." Oliver slowly backed up. "A-A-And you should too, Lills."

"Why?" She asked.

"What? Is Smokin' Oken scared?" Miley teased.

"No." Oliver said, firmly. "I-It's just that...Lilly and I saw this movie when it came out."

"But I didn't see it." Miley rebutted.

"So go watch it." Oliver told her, pointing to the screen. "Lilly and I will find something to do."

"I can't leave her there alone, Oliver." Lilly said. "How would you like it Miley and I left you somewhere by yourself?"

Oliver sighed in frustration, but it was also in sadness. He wanted to be with Lilly the whole time.

"Wait a second. This could give me time to clear my head for later on." He thought.

"Oh, just go!" Oliver said, pushing the backs of his best friends. "I guess I'll just find you when it's over." Oliver turned on his heel and started to walk away with his head down.

"You'll live!" Miley shouted at his back. "You and Lilly can be apart for a few hours!" She waited for a response from Oliver, but he didn't answer. Lilly and Miley shrugged their shoulders and went to take their seats for the movie.

"Now what?" Oliver mumbled out loud to himself. All he was doing was making a circle on the beach. He couldn't quite settle his mind on his thoughts and feelings for Lilly.

"I don't want to go back to my tent and sit alone like a loser!"He thought. "I wish Lilly would hurry back."

After mindlessly walking around for about and hour and a half, Oliver went to sit by the fire. He was tired from walking and still sore from the volleyball game he was talked in to playing. All he needed was to relax by the fire and collect his thoughts.

"Lilly, Lilly, Lilly." He sighed out loud, but his words weren't audible. Oliver was getting bored sitting on a bench next to the fire alone.

Oliver was looking around for his company when he spotted a box with food items inside. It contained all the ingredients for smores; Lilly favorite.

"I've got to find Lilly!" Oliver exclaimed and took off running.

Meanwhile, back at the pavilion, the movie was almost over. Lilly and Miley were sitting somewhere in the middle row of seats. They were both enjoying the movie when Oliver suddenly came running up behind everyone.

"Lilly!" Oliver shouted in to the crowd. "There's smores!"

In an instant, the whole group of movie watchers snapped their heads back around to face Oliver in disgust.

"S-S-sorry." He apologized.

Although there were numerous faces glaring at him for interrupting the ending scene of the movie, Oliver's eyes immediately scanned to Lilly's face and fixed them there. He watched as her and Miley ducked out.

"Oliver!?" Miley was the first out from her seat and the first to yell. "You ruined the movie!"

"Rent it, Miley." He replied.

"Nice going, Oken!" Lilly said, slapping him on the head. "What a way to make everyone hate you now! Remind me to stay away from you at the five year reunion!"

"I said I'm sorry you guys." Oliver whined. "Don't you want smores, though, Lilly? You love them."

"Yeah, I love them." She said. "And sorry I snapped at you." She took her hand and rubbed Oliver's head on the spot she hit him.

"Aww!" Miley said, but she was quickly cut off by Oliver covering her mouth with his hand.

"Smores." He repeated, removing his hand. Miley folded her arms and stared back at him.

"I love these!" Lilly said, grabbing marshmallows and the rods to toast them with. "C'mon Miley!"

"Actually, I think I'm turning in." She said yawning.

"Why?" Lilly asked in a sad voice. "It's not that late, is it?"

"It's just that I have a-" She pulled Lilly and Oliver closer to her and whispered "Hannah thing tomorrow."

"You sure you don't want one before you go?" Lilly asked, sticking her marshmallow on a toasting rod and putting it near the flames.

"Nah, that's ok." She replied. "My dad told me to get lots of sleep, and the chocolate will most definitely keep me up all night." She went and hugged Lilly from behind. "Goodnight, Lills!"

"Night." Lilly replied.

"Night, Oliver." Miley then moved behind him, put her hands on his shoulders, and whispered in his ear. "Good luck tonight."

"What?" Oliver asked, spinning around. He almost bumped Lilly, who was assembling her smore. Miley just kept walking, so Oliver got up after her. "What do you mean?"

"I'm not stupid, Oliver." Miley replied. "I know what's going on."

"What's going on?" He asked.

Miley sighed and pointed over at Lilly.

"N-N-Nothing's g-going on." Oliver tried his best to cover it up, but it was no use. Miley had read him the whole time.

"Oliver." She said, crossing her arms. "Don't play with me."

Oliver stood in silence for a few seconds before answering Miley. "How...how did you know?"

"I can see it in your eyes." She told him, which gave Oliver a weird feeling. If Miley could tell what he was up to, does that mean Lilly could know, too?

"Wait, Miley?" Oliver called out. Miley was walking to her tent by this time.

"What?" She turned around.

"What if I mess up?" He asked, sounding so concerned.

"You've messed up once or twice in your life before," Miley told him. "But you'll find this will come easy. It works its own magic."

"I hope so." Oliver said in the same tone.

"Trust me. Now go run back there and make yourself a smore before Lilly eats them all." Miley instructed with a laugh. Oliver smiled back. "Good night and good luck." Those were Miley's last words to Oliver before she disappeared down the beach.

"There you are!" Lilly exclaimed as Oliver sat back down next to her. "You had me worried sick, Mister!"

"Sorry, mommy." Oliver joked. "I just had to ask Miley something."

"I'll let you off this hook this time." Lilly was talking to him as if she was his mother. "But next time there'll be trouble!"

"Just shut up and throw me a marshmallow." Oliver instructed.

"Can't. They're all gone." Lilly replied.

"You ate them all!?" Oliver shouted.

"No!" Lilly answered. "There wasn't that many left. There are other people here that like smores than us, you know."

"Stupid other people." Oliver muttered.

"Oh, quite whining! You can have half of mine." Lilly told him. Oliver expected Lilly to break off a piece and hand him. Instead, she stuck one end of the smore straight in his mouth. Oliver tried to tell Lilly thank-you, but he couldn't talk with the smore jammed in and the stickiness of the marshmallow.

"Problem solved!" Lilly said proudly, watching him chew.

As shocked as he was at her actions, Oliver was able to eat the smore without choking. Once he was finished, he smiled back at Lilly, but then gave her a funny look.

"Hey Lilly you...you got some chocolate on your face." Oliver pointed to a spot on the corner of her mouth. Lilly rubbed her hand across the spot.

"Did I get it?" She asked.

"Here."

Oliver took his pointer finger and wiped the chocolate off of Lilly's face.

"Wait a minute, Ollie. You have some, too." Lilly replied, doing the same thing.

"Thanks." Oliver said, smiling.

"You too." Lilly smiled back.

"This is going pretty good." Oliver said to himself. "I've got the ball rolling a bit."

Oliver was just about to ask Lilly if she'd take a walk with him, when Lilly suddenly got up off the bench.

"I think I'm heading to bed." She announced.

"What!?" Oliver exclaimed. "No! You can't!"

"It's after midnight." Lilly told him. "We all had a long day and I need my sleep."

"B-But it's so nice out!" Oliver was throwing anything and everything he could to make Lilly change her mind. "Why can't we sit by the fire a little while longer?"

"It's boring just sitting here, Oliver!" Lilly whined. "Look, I'll come get you first thing in the morning...and we could surf then or something, ok?"

"That's most certainly not ok!" Oliver thought. "You can't leave now!"

"I guess." Oliver replied solemnly. "Goodnight." I mumbled under his breath and started heading back to his own tent.

"Oh Oliver." Lilly sighed and headed off for the tent she was sharing with Miley.

So Miley's got Oliver figured out, but Lilly still seems clueless. All I have to say is yay for shameless flirting :) Are things going to fall apart with Oliver's plan now that Lilly is turning in for the night? The conclusion to this chapter and tear is next! I will post it either later on this evening or tomorrow, depending on how many reviews I get. It'll be worth the wait, so keep reading!

-drummer8907