Part 3

Spit, Paint, and Love

And Love

Here's the last part to the story, I hope you like it!

"I don't see what's the big deal, Miley?" Oliver stated, sitting down at a table by Rico's Shack. "They like each other, so what?" Miley sighed pulling a chair out for herself. She sat down.

"That's what's the big deal! Jackson and Lilly that's like-"

"Miley!" Oliver rolled his eyes. "Like I said, what's the big deal?"

"My friend could get hurt." Miley stated. "And I don't want Lilly to get hurt, especially by… Jackson." Oliver grabbed Miley's red hand.

"It's-" He made a face. Miley looked at him and cocked her head.

"What is it?"

"You're hands wet, and your red." He dropped her hand, trying to wipe out the red paint on the table. Miley frowned

"Oliver!"

"Well the table was right there and-"

"Ugh!" Miley said. "Not the table! What were you going to say?" Oliver looked at Miley, and in the plain and simple words he used he wrapped up everything.

"It's going to be okay."

Lilly rinsed her hair off in the sink and stood up, flinging her wet hair in Jackson's face. "Thanks," He smiled.

"Yup," Lilly blew out a breath and turned around and faced Jackson.

"What is it?" He asked. Lilly opened her mouth then closed it again, thinking on what to say. "Miley?" She bit her bottom lip and nodded.

"I don't think she's taking this very well… at all."

"Well, if I know Miley, at all," He smiled, "she'll come around."

"And if she doesn't?"

"Lilly, it's not her choice who I choose to be my girlfriend." Lilly raised an eyebrow.

"Why? Just because we kissed you think I'm going to say yes?"

"You kissed me, remember?" Lilly shrugged.

"Then ask me."

"Lilly!" A door shut downstairs. They both sighed. "Are you still upstairs?"

"Yeah!" Lilly called back down. Lilly looked back at Jackson.

"Lilly, I-" Jackson got cut off by Miley's voice.

"I'm coming up!" Lilly frowned.

"Maybe another time, when there are no interruptions." Jackson nodded.

"Hey guys," Miley appeared in the doorframe. "Lilly, can I have a minute with you?" Lilly looked at her then Jackson then back at Miley.

"Yeah, we were just done."

"We were?" Jackson asked. Lilly nodded and sidestepped him getting to Miley.

"So, how did you and Oliver's chat go?" Miley looked behind her at Jackson and raised an eyebrow.

"I'm going," Jackson stated, walking around them. Lilly watched Jackson go.

"Well it went," Miley began. "Lilly…" She was still staring at the back of Jackson. "Hello? Earth to Lilly?" Miley waved a hand in her face.

"Oh," Lilly looked back at her. "Sorry,"

"It's fine," Lilly raised an eyebrow.

"But is everything fine?"

"By everything do you mean you and Jackson?" Lilly nodded. "Like I said, it's fine." Lilly smiled.

"Really?" She squeaked.

"Really," Miley answered. "But you shouldn't try to get so attached to Jackson."

"Why not?"

"Because you let me walk out of the house with red paint all over myself." Lilly and Miley both laughed then hugged.

"Thanks," Lilly said into the hug.

"Your welcome," Miley smiled.

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"Does red paint stain hair?" Lilly asked, as Miley sat down on the couch. Lilly was bent over into the sink rinsing her hair out again.

"No," Miley tossed a piece of popcorn in her mouth. "Why?"

"Because it's not coming out!" She whined.

"You had a cap on,"

"Yeah, but some pieces got out. Ugh!" She shut off the sink. "Whatever," Lilly walked over to Miley and sat down next to her.

"Why aren't you with Jackson?" Miley asked. Lilly raised an eyebrow.

"I thought you said not to get to attached?"

"Yeah, I know but why aren't you with him?"

"It's not like were going-" Oliver opened up the front door.

"Knock, knock, whose there? Me, I'm coming in." He shut the door behind him.

"Talk about interrupting Ol-" Lilly got cut off again by him. She threw up her hands.

"So what's going on guys? And let's just cut to the chase, I mean with Jackson. Huh, Lilly?" He sat down in the chair by the couch. Lilly sighed.

"Will you let me finish my sentence… Oliver?!"

"God, a guy try's to be sensitive and he gets yelled at." He crossed his arms.

"As I was trying to say, before someone rudely interrupted me… Oliver! Is that-"

"Lilly, why don't you just tell the media!" Oliver said.

"Oliver!" Miley yelled. "Out!"

"What? What did I do?" Miley stood up and grabbed his wrist and pulled him to the door.

"Out!" She pointed.

"But-"

"Out!" She pushed him out. "Jeez," She turned back to Lilly. "I'll be right back."

"Okay," She watched Miley run to the stairs then up them. Lilly sighed and leaned her head back against the couch. The front door opened again. Lilly looked at it. "Oliver!" She yelled. But it was Jackson.

"You know, someone once told me I looked like him." Lilly smirked at him as he sat down next to her.

"Sorry, thought he was trying to come back in."

"Why was he out?"

"He was interrupting." Jackson raised an eyebrow.

"Interrupting what?"

"Our story,"

"Whose story?"

"You and me, our story."

"We have a story?"

"One I'm trying to figure out."

"What's to figure out?"

"When you're finally going to ask me to be your girlfriend." Jackson smiled at her.

"Lilly… would you be my girlfriend?" She nodded and smiled back.

"Yes, I would love to." Then they both leaned in and kissed each other.

xxxx

Miley waltzed back down stairs but stopped when she saw Jackson and Lilly kissing. She smiled. Then turned around and headed upstairs. With of course, throwing one last glance at them.

Review please! And thanks for all of them so far!

Brittany