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A/N: Sorry I haven't posted in like forever! School and band take up all my free time. =D

Chapter 5: Prom, Part II

Lily's POV

We ended up going to some fancy French restaurant with a name I couldn't pronounce even if I tried. I tried to keep a space between Lucas and myself but he kept closing it. Needless to say, "loverboy" ended up with his arm around me all throughout dinner.

Once dinner was over we got into the limo and headed off to one of the 5-star hotels along the Malibu coast.

Our prom was pretty average, crape paper streamers, balloons, the works. The only really awesome part of the whole thing was the music. The entire week before, the Seniors were allowed to turn in request to make sure we would actually like the music and what not.

We got there earlier than most people so we went over to our reserved table for our group. After we'd been sitting for awhile, and a decent crowd had formed, I noticed Oliver and Joanie walking through the entrance to the ballroom. The moment I saw Oliver I let out a depressed sigh. Miley sternly looked my way. Oliver wasn't my date-Lucas was. Soon, they were walking our way. Unfortunately, they were sharing a table with us.

"Hey Lily. Everybody." Oliver said.

"Hey Oliver!" Everyone but me said back. Oliver, always perceptive of my ways, picked up on it instantly.

"What's wrong, Lils?" Joanie clutched tighter to Oliver's arm.

"Nothing. I'm just fine. You two should go dance or something." I replied through my teeth.

"Don't mind if we do. Let's go Ollie." And with that, she drug him off to the dance floor. I continued to look straight ahead of me without expression.

"Lily? You wanna go dance?" Lucas asked. 'Yes. Just not with you.' I thought.

"Yeah. Sure. Why not?" He stood up, grabbed my hand and led me to the dance floor. A popular hip-hop song was on and I instantly started dancing. Somehow, being with Lucas was making me feel a little better and was reminding me to have fun and not sulk. Then it happened. A slow song. I recognized it as "Sorry" by the Jonas Brothers. How fitting. Lucas put his arms around my waist and I put mine around his shoulders.

"Lily, I've been thinking this whole night that you don't wanna be here with me. What's wrong?" I took in a deep breath.

"Lucas, what made you want to come with me anyways? It's not like I*"m pretty or anything. That pretty much explains why you cheated on me..."

"I've changed, Lils! I'm a new guy! And I'm sorry that I cheated on you. I was an idiot and I apologize. And another thing. I think you're the most beautiful girl here. Does that answer your questions?" He spill caught me off guard. So much so that I smiled.

"Thanks, Lucas. I really needed that. You look handsome yourself. And I guess I forgive you...for everything."

He flashed a big smile my way and I put my chin on his shoulder, closed my eyes and breathed deeply. So Lucas really had changed. But that didn't change the fact that I was trying my hardest to imagine him as Oliver. I opened my eyes and looked across the room. I could see Oliver and Joanie talking and laughing and my breath hitched. He wasn't even looking at anyone else but her. I was invisible to him tonight. The only guy that thought I looked pretty was my cheating ex-boyfriend of a date. He may have changed, but that didn't make it hurt less. I closed my eyes again. Seconds later the song ended and we headed over to sit with Jake and Miley. Oliver and Joanie continued to dance. 'Stay happy, Truscott. don't be all depressed at your Senior Prom!' I took this time to look at my classmates all dressed up in their formal outfits. It's hard to believe I may never see many of them again. Another slow song came on and all four of us headed to the dance floor. This time, the song was "Flightless Bird, American Mouth" by Iron & Wine. I absolutely loved this song from my all-time favorite movie. Oliver and Joanie went to go sit at the table. I can't imagine why she would wait until we all go up to sit down.

After the song was over, we all headed over to the table for what was sure to be an awkward moment. Sure enough, the moment we sat down, Joanie suggested,

"Hey Oliver? why don't we go get some punch?" Oliver seemed to be fed up with her crap for the moment.

"Joanie, honey. This is my prom too and I'd like to spend it with all my friends." Joanie seemed taken aback, and I smiled slightly. Moments later, a new slow song came on. "Let Me Sign" by Rob Pattinson. Man, somebody must have went overboard on the Twilight songs. Not like I minded thought. Oliver suddenly stood up and walked over to me. By this time, Joanie's mouth was hanging open and she looked as if she might just explode.

"May I ask your date to dance, Lucas?" Oliver asked.

"Sure, man. Go ahead." Oliver smiled at me and offered his hand.

"Care for a dance, Miss Truscott?" I smiled back greatly.

"Yes you may, Mr. Oken." I gave Oliver my hand and he led me to the dance floor. By the time we had found a spot, Rob had finally begun his soulful interlude. I noticed that Oliver held me closer than Lucas had. I liked that. I looked up to see Oliver staring down at me thoughtfully.

"And so the bear fell in love with the bunny rabbit...I think that's it." I just rolled my eyes and laughed at him.

"It's 'And so the lion fell in love with the lamb' you donut!" He just smiled at me. I layed my cheek on his shoulder where I saw Miley looking at me with wide eyes, and a fuming Joanie. I took in a deep breath and took in his scent. I let it out with a sigh. Realization had hit. He wasn't mine, yet we were both acti8ng as if we didn't have separate dates, and it was all my fault. I pulled back slightly as to not completely ruin the moment.

"Oliver?" I whispered.

"Yeah, Lils?" He whispered back with a lovely smile.

"What the heck are we doing here?"

"Uhhh...We're dancing. You need a definition?"

"Oliver you know that's not what I mean."

"I know, Lils. But for once, can we just let it be. Not overanalyze? Just have fun?"

"Sure. But your girlfriend's giving me the death glare." Oliver chuckled.

"Oh really. I say let her. If she does it for much longer her face might stick like that. It would be a vast improvement." Now it was my turn to laugh.

"So your coming to that party at Jake's lake house, right?" He asked.

"I guess. What about you?"

"I want to, but Joanie wants to go someplace more...private."

"Woah! You're not actually thinking of sleeping with her are you?!"

"I really don't know, Lils. It all just kind of freaks me out."

"Then don't do it Oliver! Do you really want to give up something that special to a girl you told me was 'just your girlfriend'? Do you truly love her enough for that?" Oliver spun us around so that he could see her and took in a deep breath.

"Lils, it's like I said. This may be my only shot." I closed my eyes.

"That still doesn't answer my question."

"No. I only have room in my heart for one girl...and she's been there my entire life..." Oliver said even lower than a whisper. I looked up into his eyes and time stopped for the second time tonight. It was the perfect moment...until a really loud hip-hop song came on. You're really amazing Rob. That's why you should make longer songs! We broke our focus and walked back over to the table to sit by our respective dates.

"Have fun, Ollie?" Joanie asked, grabbing his hand.

"Sure, Joanie. You know I love you, right?"

"I love you too, Ollie!" She said and they shared a big kiss. I'd taken a lot of things in stride tonight but his I just couldn't take. I got up and ran out of the ballroom as fast as I could. By the time I got outside to where the limo was parked, my cheeks were tear stained with trails of mascara lining them. I hopped into the back and told the driver to take me home, then closed the divider. After I had a nice long cry, I started to thing rationally. There was no need of just going home and going to bed. I would to home, change, then wait awhile before calling Miley to come get me and take me to the party. Once the limo stopped I thanked the driver and headed up my walkway into my house. My mom was still out on her date with Robbie so I was home alone. I ran up to my room where I discovered my 'party clothes' already laid out on my bed. I quickly changed and set out fixing my smeared makeup.

Once I was re-beautified, I pick up my faithful guitar and notepad...I wrote an entire song in one setting. And for the first time that night, my head was clear and I was able to see myself for who I really was. Miley really had no idea that writing songs could have given me so much. I had three or so songs so far. That was plenty I was sure for the first concert. I'd just have to see how life goes and what inspiration strikes me. I picked up my phone and dialed Miley.

"Lily! You have no idea how worried I was! You ran outta here like there was a fire or something! What happened?!"

"It's noting, Miles. Really. I just called to tell you to come pick me up when you're ready to head over to the party."

"Okay. But you know better than I do that I'm not letting this go. Be there in half an hour."

"Yeah, sure..." and I hung up. Oliver was probably off now with Joanie doing God knows what. And what was with all that crap he told me when we were dancing? Was he trying to mess with me? This was all just too much...

The party was pretty much packed. There was hardly any room to move at all, which meant taht this probably wasn't the 'private' place I might find Oliver. On the other hand, Lucas was knocking back shots like nobody's business. Lovely.

"Lil-lay! We need to dance. Like now!" He simi-yelled to me. What could it hurt?

"Yeah, sure Lucas." I walked over to him and he just grabbed me! I thought it was kind of funny. Then we started that grind-style of dancing that's really fun, but no one wants to see. Shortly after, everyone joined in. After a few songs we walked out onto the deck overlooking the lake for some air.

"I'm actually having a really good time tonight, Lucas. Thanks."

"Anytime, Lilz. Anytime." What I did next shocked even me. I leaned over and kissed him. He pulled me into him and after awhile things started 'progressing' and I started to wonder I would actually be deflowered by this guy. As we continued to make our way up the stairs to find an available room, I seriously considered this. If Oliver would loose his virginity to someone he did or didn't love (I wasn't currently sure), then why couldn't I? We finally found an unlocked room and he stepped in backwards giving me the full view of the room. What I saw next made my heart stop. Apparently the room wasn't as un-occupied as we thought. It was, in fact, occupied by the very boy I'd been thinking about all night, and his very unclothed girlfriend. he was shirtless on top of her, but thankfully still wore pants.

"Ol-Oliver?" I staggered out. He immediately jumped back from Joanie revealing her bra and undie clad self which she quickly covered up with a sheet.

"Lily! Oh my God! This, uhh, this isn't what it looks like!" I was so near to tears I couldn't see straight. Lucas was too drunk to care.

"You know what, Oliver? Screw you! This whole night all you've said to me were lies! I can't freaking believe you!" I screamed.

"Woah Truscott! You're talking like you actually have something to say about my relationship! Which you very clearly DON'T! Now can you take your drunk-ass date and go somewhere else and leave Oliver and I alone?!" I just looked at Oliver, betrayed.

"Well?!" Joanie yelled. I grabbed hold of Lucas's shirt, pulled him out the door and slammed it shut. I continued my search for an un-occupied room until I found one. We made it over to the bed still kissing until I noticed Lucas trying to take off my pants. He was going so much faster that I had intended so I tried to push him back. But whenever I tried, he pushed my hands away. He managed to get my shirt off and my pants unzipped before I had a chance to push him off again, and realize his intentions.

"Lucas, stop! STOP!" But it was no use. He started to take his own pants off and that's when I really freaked.

"HELP! PLEASE! SOMEBODY!" I started screaming the only name I could think of.

"OLIVER!!!" I managed to scream before Lucas covered my mouth. It was highly unlikely that anyone could hear me over the noise of the party. I started crying helplessly.

Suddenly the door banged open and my mop-headed knight in shining armor best friend ran inside. His shirt was barely buttoned but at least he was here saving me. Saving me from this horrible nightmare.

"OLIVER! OLIVER HELP ME!" I cried.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, MAN?!" Oliver yelled pulling Lucas off of me and Lucas staggered back. Oliver was filled with rage and decked him. Then he ran over to me.

"Are you alright, Lily? Please tell me you're alright! Oh God! Please tell me he didn't do anything to you!" I started sobbing heavily into him and he held me tighter.

"No. But almost Oliver. He almost...I was so scared Oliver!" At that moment I didn't care about what Oliver had or hadn't done. All I cared about was that he was here with me, protecting me. He grabbed my shirt and gave it to me, and I dressed. Then he picked me up bridal style and carried me out of the room, down the stairs, and out to the door to his car. He drove off to this house and shut off the engine. Then he walked over to my side, opened the door and picked me up from the seat. All the while, neither of us said a word. Even as eh carried me up the stairs, sat me on the bed and handed me some of his clothes to sleep in we didn't speak. As I crawled under his cool sheets and lay my head on his pillow, his crawled in next to me, putting a protective arm around me. The I just started crying all over again.

"Shhh...It's okay now, Lilz. I'm here...I'm here..." Oliver whispered in my ear as he wiped the fresh tears from my eyes.

"I know Ollie. But I can't believe I was that stupid! If I hadn't-"

"Stop that! Just stop it right now! This is NOT your fault! It's that scum bag's! I don't want to hear you say anything like that ever again, okay?" I closed my eyes, took in a deep breath, and shook my head.

"Good." He said and kissed my forehead. He hugged me tighter than ever while I continued to cry. He ran his hand through my hair, humming a melody I had never heard before, until I fell asleep...