(Lilly's POV)

Oliver and I were seconds away from kissing when suddenly my door flung open revealing none other than my mom. She had seen how close our faces were and we jumped apart so fast it looked as if we had ants in our pants. Both Oliver and I were at a loss of words but I managed to get out,

"Uh…um…it's not what it looks like."

"Well then what is it?" My mom asked with her arms crossed over her chest. She didn't give me enough time to answer, she just continued,

"Lilly, I need to have a word with you. Oliver, I think you should go home. And don't think your mother won't be hearing of this."

"Umm…I-i…uhhh…" Oliver faced had turned so pale, anyone that saw him would think he just saw a ghost.

"Now," my mom said sternly. Oliver just followed the orders and rushed out of my room and down the stairs without saying a single word.

"Mom, I'm sorry. I can explain…"

"Sweetie, I wouldn't have minded so much if I didn't hear from a certain someone that you and Erik were laying on your bed kissing."

"Who told you that?" I asked.

"That doesn't matter. What matters is…" I cut her off.

"It was Courtney, wasn't it?"

"Don't interrupt me and I said it doesn't matter."

"It's none of your or anyone else's business what I do, okay?" I knew I was giving attitude and that would probably just bite me in the butt but hey, I deserve privacy.

"Excuse you Lillian, but you are merely 14 and as long as you are living in my house, you must follow my rules."

"I am 14 and I deserve the privileges of being 14, thank you very much."

"Sweetie, you are too young to be…doing things in your room with boys."

"Mom, we were only kissing…and you had to barge in before Oliver and I could even kiss."

"Well, it's a good thing I stopped you. Do you know how mad your father would be if he found you kissing a boy and not even just kissing but on your bed? I mean what if Courtney hadn't caught you and Erik, would you have gone farther?"

"Holy crap, Mom. Why does everyone assume I'm some kind of slut or something?"

"Hey, watch your mouth young lady."

"Well then stop thinking I am going to go have sex with guys. It may be hard for you to believe but I'm not stupid, okay? I am not some whore that is going to lose her freakin' virginity at 14!" I was so steamed by now; I really had no idea what I was saying. The words just came pouring out and I couldn't seem to stop them.

"From now on, no boys in your room…no wait, in the house."

"Mom!"

"And no boyfriends either."

"Mom, what the hell is your problem?"

"Me? I don't have a problem, other than the fact that my daughter is disrespecting me."

"Oh please, Mom. You are not giving me any respect either."

"Well maybe if you learned to become more responsible, I would."

"I'm not irresponsible."

"Well then you have to prove that to me." My mom then turned and was about to leave when I said quietly,

"Mom, are you going to tell Dad about everything?" She turned back around and responded,

"I honestly don't know, Lillian."

"Can you stop with the freakin' Lillian?" Oops. Bad move on my part.

"I mean…can't you just call me Lilly?"

"I can call you whatever I want."

"Then I can do whatever I want."

"No you can't."

"Why not?"

"Because I am an adult and you are a child."

"Then why is Court allowed boys in her room to do only G-d knows what?"

"She's 17."

"Yea and I'm 14. We have established this already."

"Lillian, you do realize the more you talk, the more you are making me want to tell your father." Man, I do not know what I'd do if my dad found out. He knew about me having a boyfriend and he knew that we had shared a kiss but he had trouble just accepting that. My dad would probably not let me date until I was like 30...no make that 40 if he found out we were getting down on my bed.

"Mom, please don't tell him."

"I don't know what to do."

"Don't tell him…" I was about to add a 'duh' when I realized that probably wouldn't be the smartest move.

"Well I am going to have to put this issue on hold and call Oliver's mom."

"Mom, why do you have to be so annoying?"

"It's my job."

"Well, then you do your job extremely well."

"I know. Now if you excuse me, I have a phone call to make." My mom then turned around and I flipped her off. Not really to her, just to the situation.

"I saw that." My mom said as she made her way through the door. I then fell back onto my bed letting out a heavy sigh.

Life sucks.

(Oliver's POV)

Lilly's mom just called my mom and they were discussing the events that had just recently occurred. Lilly and I were just about to kiss when BAM, her mom just has to come in. This sucks. I was about to share a kiss with the hottest, nicest, most amazing girl in the universe when we just have to have a stinking interruption. Now, we are probably never going to be able to go out or be allowed in each other's room to...well, you know. Woah, woah, woah. No, not sleep together, just like make-out and stuff. But the thing is, I never really told Lilly that I liked her as a more than a friend so I don't even know if she wants to go out. For all I know, she might be happy that she doesn't have to worry about me trying to make a move on her anymore.

But if she did feel that way, then why would she have leaned in, too? Why wouldn't she just back away? Why wouldn't she just say I don't like you like that?

Wait. That means she knows I like her, right? Or why else would I have tried to kiss her?

The questions shooting through my mind were interrupted by my Mom shouting,

"Oliver, come downstairs now!" I rushed downstairs awaiting the fight about to happen between my mother and me, but she just simply said,

"I want you to know that now Lilly isn't allowed to have any boys in her room or even her house and she can't have a boyfriend. I doubt her parents are going to let her come here either so I hope you know that when Lilly is being all depressed in her room without your company, it's your fault." I guess that's my form of punishment.

Guilt with a side of not-seeing-the-girl-you-love.

But wait.

Mrs. Truscott said no boys in her house…

A/N- Merry Christmas!! I hope you all are having a wonderful holiday season. I know I said this was probably going to be the last chapter, but I decided to take a bit of a different approach. However, I am most certain the next chapter will be the last. I'm so glad you enjoyed the last chapter and hopefully I didn't let you down with this one. Not very exciting, I know...but this story is coming to an end. Well, thanks again, much love, Val.