(Oliver's POV)

So, in the midst of Lilly and I talking, we were interrupted by a cool, breezy wind. I noticed Lilly shiver and asked her quietly,

"Do you wanna talk inside?" Lilly simply nodded and the two of us walked into her house emotionless. As we entered the living room, we saw Courtney and Mrs. Truscott watching TV.

"Mom, Oliver and I are just going to go upstairs."

"Okay, honey." Lilly's dad wasn't home, thank goodness, because he would not have approved of me being in Lilly's room, nor any boy for matter of fact. I'm guessing he's yet to find out about Lilly and Erik's heated little make-out session.

I merely followed Lilly up the stairs and watched as she opened the door quickly. She then sat down on her bed. I just stood by the doorway, afraid to get too close. I didn't know how much longer I would be able to contain myself and not kiss Lilly…again.

"Uh…you can take a seat," Lilly said, patting the remainder of the unoccupied bed. I didn't respond, just sat down, about a foot away from Lilly waiting for the silence to end. It didn't though. Well, Lilly didn't end it. I guess that would be more correct. The last person that spoke was Lilly and she had asked a question. I did what any intelligent person would do and well, answered it…sort of.

"I'm sorry if it seems I keep leaving it's just…" My voice then trailed off.

"It's just what?" Lilly asked timidly. I couldn't bear to look into her eyes so my eyes were focused on the rip in my jeans. I was picking at the white string when Lilly suddenly placed her hand over my procrastinating one and moved it onto the bed, sending goose bumps to my arms and a shiver down my spine.

"Talk," she said. I just shrugged my shoulders causing her to remark,

"I didn't ask a question."

"Oh…right." The silence then visited us again. I glanced over at the clock to see that it was 6:20. I would probably have to get home soon. Dinner is usually at 6:30. I wonder what Mom made tonight. Maybe it's steak, or meatloaf, or chicken…

"Are you going to say something or what?" Lilly questioned pulling me away from my dinner- aroused thoughts.

"In all honesty, I have nothing to say."

"You kissed me! You kissed me, Oliver! How do you have nothing to say? Do you just go around planting ones on people and then act as if nothing happened?" She didn't even give me enough time to reply.

"What about Becca?" She asked shyly.

"What about Jackson?" I asked her in the same shy tone.

"What about…me?" Lilly asked, avoiding my gaze. I had no idea what to say to her. My head was spinning and my thoughts were racing and I felt like freezing time and looking up "how to tell a girl you like her" on the internet. Unfortunately, I have no time stopper, at least not in the pockets of these jeans, that is. Lilly noticed how I wasn't responding and said,

"How long is she in town for?"

"Who?"

"Becca, your girlfriend."

"She's not my girlfriend nor is she ever going to be again." Right after I said that, our eyes connected for what seemed like the first time in forever. She stared deeply into my eyes and in return I stared intensely into hers. We just sat on Lilly's bed for what seemed like a time without end looking intently at each other. I could feel our faces moving closer and closer until they were just inches apart…

(No POV)

(Downstairs)

Courtney and Mrs. Truscott, also referred to as Lori, were watching television quietly when the door opened to reveal Oliver and Lilly.

"Mom, Oliver and I are just going to go upstairs." Lilly said gently.

"Okay, honey." Lori replied with a warm smile. After the teenagers had reached the top of the stairs, the mother and daughter began to talk.

"I don't know if I would do that if I were you." Courtney said with a smirk spread across her tan face.

"Do what?" Lori asked inquisitively.

"Let Lilly and a boy up to her room."

"Court, Oliver isn't just a boy. He's her best friend. I'm sure there is nothing to worry about. And why would I worry anyway?"

"Because Lilly and Erik were…oh never mind." She responded in a sing song voice.

"What?"

"No. It's no big deal."

"Courtney, tell me."

"No…I mean Oliver is her best friend." Courtney was debating over whether or not to tell her mother what previously took place in her sister's room. She was about to not say anything but she remembered when Lilly got her grounded for a week because her and her boyfriend, Chris(at the time, that is), were…let's just say under the covers in the guest room.

"Shewasmaking-outwithErikonherbedaweekago," she said all in one breathe.

"Come again," Mrs. Truscott retorted getting angrier by the second.

"Ugh…I said, she was making-out with Erik on her bed a week ago."

"And you know this how?"

"I was going to get her…I think Oliver was here or something…I knocked on the door and when she didn't answer I opened it and I saw the two…" she started but was cut off by her mother,

"Okay, I get it."

"Are you going to do something?"

"Are you sure you weren't dreaming or something?" Mrs. Truscott asked not wanting to fully believe the information she had been given.

"Mom, get real. Why would I dream about Lilly and her old boyfriend making-out in her bed?"

"True…was it over the blankets or under the blankets?"

"Over but who knows? If Oliver and I hadn't interrupted…"

"Okay, okay. I'm going to make sure nothing happens up there. Oh and not a word of this to your father."

"How come?"

"Trust me sweetie, if he finds out about this, he isn't only going to be mad at Lilly, he'll be mad at your for not monitoring them." Courtney then crossed her arms over her chest and slumped back into the couch. Mrs. Truscott hurriedly walked up the stairs and without even a single knock opened the door to her youngest daughter's room. Conveniently, just as the door swung open, the faces of Lilly and Oliver were so close not even a magazine could fit between them.

A/N- Once again, I am so sorry for the delay but thanks so much for all of you understanding. Well, I believe that next chapter will be the last if not one more after that :( . Please tell me what you thought of this chapter. For some reason I really enjoyed wirting it. Hopefully, you enjoyed reading it. Well thanks so much again to all the readers and reviewers. If I do not update tomorrow, I want to wish everyone a very, very Happy Holidays whether it be Christmas, Chanukkah, Kwanza, etc.! Well, thanks again, much love, Val.