Hanging by a Moment, chapter 5

The next morning, Miley was retouching her make up in the highschool bathroom when Lilly arrived, limping.

''What happened to you? Why are you limping?'' Miley asked, concerned.

Lilly rested on the sink.

''Let's just say my skate board and I weren't in perfect harmony today...'' Lilly grinned. ''I got this big bruise on my hip. It hurt like hell.''

''Lemme see.'' Miley asked.

Lilly straightened up, lifted up her shirt and lowered a little her jeans. Miley came closer and put a hand on Lilly's.

''Wow... That looks bad. I'm sorry.'' Miley said. She kissed Lilly softly on the lips.

''That's a good medicine you know...'' Lilly winked.

''Oh, in that case...''

Miley leaned for another kiss and Lilly wrapper her arms around her neck.

''Get a room'' Ashley mocked, entering the room with Amber.

Lilly and Miley pulled apart and grinned.

''what do you think? Maybe we should...'' Lilly said, provoking.

''I think so too,''' Miley replied on the same flirty tone.

Amber and Ashley grinned. ''Oooo, gross.'' they both said. ''oooo, ttssss''

Lilly and Miley laughed and got out the bathroom. Lilly put an arm around Miley's waist, her hand disappearing in one of Miley's back pocket. Miley put her arm around Lilly's shoulders. She put a kiss on Lilly's forehead, and they walked together, well, Lilly limped, to their class.

Oliver was sitting at a table in the cafeteria, having lunch. Miley and Lilly arrived next to him. Oliver frowned, seeing them together.

''Did you two make up, or something?''

''Yeah. I forgave Lilly.''

''Yeah, it won't happen again. I made a stupid mistake.''

Oliver's eyebrow raised, suspicious. ''Mmmm. Okay...''

''Can we sit here? We got something to tell you'' Lilly said.

''Yeah, sure, why not.'' Oliver said, undifferent.

The girls exchanged a look. Oliver was still upset.

''Maybe I should live,'' Lilly said.

''Maybe you should.'' Oliver said, staring at her. He hadn't forgiven Lilly.

''No!'' Miley exclaimed. ''I don't want you to go.''

But Lilly stood up, upset. Oliver was mad at her for something she didn't do, and she couldn't do anything about it.

''It's okay, Miley. I'm not that hungry anyway.'' Lilly said. She put her tray in the garbage and walked away.

''I can't believe how mean you are with Lilly!!'' Miley shouted angrily.

''I can't believe how forgiven and naive you are!'' Oliver shouted back.

''What happens between Lilly and me is between Lilly and me.'' Miley snapped. ''we love each other.''

''Yeah, right, Lilly showed you her love by kissing Hannah. She will do it again Miley. But you're right, it's not my problem! But don't tell me I didn't warn you...'' He snapped, standing up. He then waked away.

Miley squeezed her carton of milk, imagining it was Oliver's head. Oliver was acting completely stupid. It was cute at the beginning, but it was really getting on her nerve. She was going to tell him she was Hannah now, but his attitude was so annoying!

She didn't feel her strength, too angry, and the carton of milk blew up in her hand. ''Oh great...'' she said, taking a napkin.

Hannah and Lola were walking down a corridor. Hannah had an interview tonight.

''I can't wait for it to be over. I'm exhausted.'' Hannah whined.

''Well, you didn't get much sleep these last few days...'' Lola smiled.

''It's true...'' Hannah replied.

''You regret it?'' Lola pouted.

''Kind of.'' Hannah said, playing with Lola.

''Hey!'' Lola exclaimed.

''I'm kidding!''

Lola pushed Hannah, playfully. ''the dressing room is right there. Come on.'' Hannah took Lola's hand and dragged her down the end of the corridor.

Oliver was hiding in some bush, near a building. He had followed Hannah's limo here. It wasn't easy, but he made it. He wanted to confront Hannah, and thus, had to sneak out in the building. He looked up through the small window. He could see a small room, probably Hannah's dressing room, considering all the outfit.

Suddenly, the door opened and Hannah and some limping red hair girl entered the room. The girl pushed Hannah on the couch in a corner and sat on her, kissing her.

Oh, it's funny, this girl limps like Lilly! And she kissed Hannah Montana...

Oliver froze, and repeated that outloud. The girl limps LIKE Lilly. And Lilly had kissed Hannah Montana before...

Oh my god !! Lilly lied to me and to Miley! She didn't stop seeing Hannah, she is just sneaking out in some disguise! I can't believe it! No, Oliver couldn't believe it. He needed proof, he needed something concrete. So he took his cellphone and dialed Lilly's number. As he was expecting, the girl's phone rang too. Coincidence, doubt it. The girl who was making out with Hannah was Lilly. The phone kept ringing.

Lola broke the kiss, leaving a hungry and out off breath Hannah. She grabbed her phone, but stayed comfortably on Hannah's laps.

''Oh maaan, it's Oliver!'' She said reading the screen. She sighed and picked up. ''Hello?'' Hannah leaned and kissed Lola's collar bone. Lola tried to moan as silently as she could. But Hannah soft lips on her body didn't make it easy.

''Hi Lilly.'' Oliver said. ''I was wondering. Can I come over now? I'd like to talk to you about something. It's important.''

Lilly gasped. ''Oh, errr,... erm... I can't tonight Oliver.'' She looked down to Hannah, who was starting to unbutton her blouse. Lilly smiled and added to Oliver ''I'm pretty tired...I think I'm gonna call it a night...''

''But it's only 7.30 pm!'' Oliver protested.

''Not in Europe...'' Lilly quickly replied. She grinned at her response, as Hannah frowned amused. ''Please, can we talk tomorrow?'' Lilly asked.

''I guess,'' Oliver sighed.

''Thanks Oliver. Bye!'' She hung up and looked at Hannah. She smiled and leaned for a kiss.

Oliver groaned. Lilly had managed to get off this one. Miley needed to see Lilly cheating on her with her own eyes. That way, she would really believe him, and maybe Lilly will stop her stupidities. Oliver dialled Miley's number. He heard it ring. Not through the phone, but through the window. Did I dial the wrong number? Did I call Lilly again? He thought, looking at the screen. No, it was saying ''Miley''

He frowned. He stood up and once again, looked by the window. Hannah had her phone in her hand, ringing.

''Hello?'' She said.

Oliver gasped. ''Err. Miley?''

''Yeah...''

Oliver froze. Hannah... Miley...??? No way... He fell off the box he was standing in.