Disclaimer: Who does own Hannah Montana anyways? One person? Or Disney? Or the person who OWNS Disney? These are the questions that haunt me.

HAHAHAHA! I forgot to write I don't own Hannah Montana. How did that slip my mind?

Chapter 11: More then friends?

Miley's Point of View

I was doing my hair in front of my mirror when Lily came in.

"How do I look?" she asked.

"Awesome." I said.

I finished my hair.

"How about me?" I asked.

"AH-MAY-ZING." Said Lily.

I laughed.

"Kay." I said.

We went downstairs. We got into Jackson's car. Lily sat next to him in the front seat (No surpise there) And I sat in back. Jackson picked up Oliver. He sat next to me. Things were tense. And not to mention AWKWARD. Only Jackson and Lily talked. My mind drifted off to Oliver and me…. as a couple. Were we a couple? Were we more then friends? We reached Ashley's house. Lily kissed Jackson. BELCH! And we all got out of the car. We walked into the house. All three of us stood there silently.

"Oh look I have to go get my..something..over there." Said Lily pointing to the other end of the room.

She ran off. But I knew Lily enough to know her tricks. She was trying to get me alone with Oliver.

"Want to take a seat?" asked Oliver nervously.

"Yeah I guess." I said.

We took a seat at one of the tables. We just sat their awkwardly glancing around avoiding each other's eyes. I was not gonna speak first!

"So that's uh some table cloth." Said Oliver awkwardly.

I just started to laugh. And laugh.

"Oliver what are we doing?" she asked.

He laughed.

"I'm talking about table cloths and your laughing at me." Said Oliver.

"No I mean we both know that…"I began.

But I was inturupted by Amber's annoying voice booming

"SPIN THE BOTTLE TIME!"

We all sat in a circle.

Ashley looked at Lily at smirked.

"You first." She said to Lily.

Lily rolled her eyes. She spun the bottle. It kept on spinning. And to my horror it landed on the worst person for Lily to land on.

Lily's Point of View

Oken. The stupid bottle landed on Oken. Everyone stared at me.

"Come on now in the closet you two!" exclaimed Amber.

I gave Miley the "I won't do anything." Look. She nodded.

So me and Oken went into the closet and shut the door.

"So anyways how's it going with you and Miley?" I asked.

"I can't ask her out it's too hard." Said Oliver

"No it's not! You're gonna go out there and you are gonna ask her out!" I commanded.

Oliver shrugged.

Once we got out of the closet Miley was gone.

"Go find her!" I whispered to Oliver.

I didn't feel like playing anymore so I went outside and text messaged Jackson. Okay so I'm in love with him sue me.

Oliver's Point of View

I looked around for Miley. What if she had left? What if she thought I was a weirdo? Wait everyone thinks that… well I don't want her too! I went outside. I heard a voice.

"Come one Miley."

"Let go of me Jake!"

"Then be a good girl."

"STOP IT! My wrist hurts!"

I ran to the hedges. Jake was holding Miley's wrist hard. Trying to pull her back to him. But she was trying to walk away.

"Let her go Jake." I said bravely.

Okay not bravely, more like whimpy but I had to help Miley.

"Oliver!" Miley squealed with delight.

"Make me Oken." Said Jake.

I walked up to Jake…slowly…but I was walking. And without warning I punched him right across the face. I took him by surprised. He let go of Miley. Miley hugged me.

"Your gonna pay Oken." Said Jake rubbing his cheek.

I nodded sheepishly.

"I know." I said closing my eyes ready for a punch. But then I heard something I didn't exspect. Jake screamed. I opened my eyes. Jake was on the floor and Miley was kicking him.

"You are the biggest jerk ever!" she yelled.

"OW STOP!" Jake yelled.

"Stop?" Miley asked inncocently.

"YES!" yelled Jake.

"Yes? Don't stop? Okay!" exclaimed Miley.

She continued to kick him. Jake got up and tried to slap Miley across the face but I grabbed his hand just in time. I socked him in the stomach.

"YOU NEVER, EVER HIT A GIRL CREEP!" I yelled. Miley took my hand and we ran inside.

"How's you wrist?" I asked.

She showed it to me. She had a small cut and a bruise.

"Could be better." She shrugged.

We stared at eachother awkwardly for a moment.

"Well thanks." Said Miley.

She leaned in and kissed me.

I knew we were going out now. So that's the end of this story for you. But for me, it's just the beginning.

THE END!

Author's Note: Thank you for all of your reviews! I really hoped you liked the story! I have an idea for my next one so stay tuned!