"Having fun?" Oliver asked, plopping down next to his best friend on the porch swing.
She raised her eyebrows at me as he handed her a glass of water. "Loads," she said dryly.
"Aw, come on, Lil," he said, nudging her. "Don't be such a party pooper."
Lilly glanced longingly back into the house, which was practically throbbing from the extremely loud music and mass quantity of people. "I hate these parties," she sighed, pulling her knees up to her chest.
nothing goes to plan
it's all a game of chance they say in wonderland"And why is that?" Oliver asked, slowly rocking back in forth in the swing.
She sighed. "I don't know," she said, placing the glass of water to her lips. "Just…" she paused, taking a deep breath. "Just every time we go to one, Miley goes and finds Jake and you go and find… someone and everyone is hooking up and I'm left here. On the porch. Alone." She sighed again.
He looked at her, a confused expression his face. "Lilly, you don't really feel that way, do you?" he asked, brushing her bangs out of her eyes.
there's magic in the aira tragic love affair that i don't understand
"Yeah," she said quietly, placing her glass of water on the ground. She turned to face him. "I mean, Miley is gorgeous and you…" she laughed, smacking his shoulder, "Come on, you're Smokin' Oken! And then there's me… that stupid blonde chick that follows you around." She sighed, crossing her arms across her chest.
"Okay," Oliver said, laughing. "You are totally not some stupid blonde chick that follows me around. You're some stupid, hot blonde chick that follows me around."
She laughed and smacked his shoulder again. "Whatever, Oliver."
"I'm serious here!" he said. "Lilly, you're totally gorgeous. If you wanted to hook up with someone, you could hook up with anyone here."
She glanced up at him, her eyes full of hope. "You think so?"
And before Oliver could respond, 'I know so', her lips had crashed onto his. At first, he was startled, but soon he felt his hands moving to her hips. Her hands slid up his chest and rested on his shoulders. After what seemed like an eternity, Lilly pulled back, gasping for air. "I…" she said. "I'm sorry."
"Don't be," Oliver replied, dazedly, leaning back in toward her. They shared another brief kiss, before Oliver suddenly snapped back to reality, pulling himself away. "L-Lilly?" he stuttered. "Wh-What does this mean?"
She looked up at him, placing a hand on his cheek. "Nothing," she whispered. "It's just a hook-up, right?"
these summer girls are really something else
"Right," Oliver murmured, as her lips collided with his once more.
our lives are short and the nights are long
---
"I cannot believe you two donuts are dragging me to another party," Lilly huffed, smacking the back of the driver's seat. "This is the third one this week!"
mrs. halloween
is drinking at the bar again in New Orleans
"Watch it," Oliver said, his grip tightening on the steering wheel as he glared at his blonde best friend in the rearview mirror. "What's the number one rule about riding in the Smokin' Oken Mobile?"
Lilly rolled her eyes. "Oliver, that's so dumb, I'm not going to-"
"Lillian!" Oliver said, smacking the steering wheel. "I'm going to ask you again. What is the number one rule about riding in the Smokin' Oken Mobile?"
"Don't distract the driver," Lilly sighed, leaning back in her seat and crossing her arms across her chest.
"I'm sorry, Lil, but that's not what I was looking for," Oliver said, a smirk playing across his lips.
Lilly narrowed her eyes. "If you think for one second that I'm going to-"
"Say it!" Oliver yelled, his eyes narrowed. "Say it or I'm putting in the Enya CD!"
"Fine!" Lilly squealed. "Don't distract the super hot, incredibly talented, freakishly smart, and devilishly cunning driver," she muttered.
"Do you really think I'm super hot?" Oliver asked, grinning.
"Oh, shut up, Oliver! Just because you make me-"
"Children, please," Miley said from the passenger's seat. She smacked her glossy lips and snapped the mirror in front of her shut. "You are sixteen-years-old. Even if your maturity levels don't exactly match up with the numbers, I'd appreciate it if you would at least try to pretend that they do."
she throws another dart
and narrowly avoids my lonely, broken heart
torn apart
Oliver sighed. "Fine," he said. He pulled the car over to the curb behind a trail of other cars. "But she started it."
"I did not!" Lilly protested, throwing her door open and hopping out of the car.
"Oh, you so did!" Oliver replied, slamming his door shut and pressing the lock button.
Lilly sidled up to him. "You, Oliver Oken," she pressed her finger into his chest, "Are the biggest butthead I have ever met!"
"Butthead?" Oliver laughed. "Grow up."
"Grow up?" Lilly questioned, her gray eyes narrowed. "I'm not the one who still gets up at six o'clock on Saturdays to watch 'Tom and Jerry.'"
Oliver's jaw dropped. "You did not just go there!" he scoffed. "Tom and Jerry happen to be two very entertaining animals!"
"And Enya happens to be one very entertaining singer," Lilly mocked sarcastically, her hands thrown on her hips.
these summer girls are really something else
Miley impatiently cleared her throat, her stiletto-clad foot tapping at an inhumanly fast pace. "Just in case either one of you cares," she said, tossing a lock of wavy brown hair over her shoulder. "I'm going to the party. I'm not spending my last night of summer vacation listening to you two argue about God knows what." She turned on her heel and stomped down the sidewalk.
"So," Lilly said nervously, tucking a strand of golden hair behind her ear and staring anxiously at her flip-flops. "What do we do now?"
She knew the answer.
our lives are short and the nights are long (the nights go on and on)
He stepped close to her, placing his hands on her hips gently. "I don't know," he murmured, his face a mere centimeters from her.
She linked her arms around his neck, backing slowly away until she was leaning on the hood of the car. "I don't either," she replied innocently, her silver eyes wide.
so pinch me i must be dreaming
As Oliver's lips met hers, Lilly knew that the right thing to do would be to push him away. Come on, Lilly, she mentally begged herself as he traced her jaw line with his lips, Push him away, you can do it.
my life has lost all its meaning
At first, Lilly had thought that their first hook-up would be the last, that at the next party Oliver would move on to another girl. She had been proven wrong when the two shared another heated make-out session at the next party… and then the next… and the next…
But now she was tired of the meaninglessness of it all. Originally, she had told herself that, even if she didn't get the relationship part, she still got some of Oliver, and that was all that mattered. And, originally, it had been enough. But as the summer had worn on, Lilly could no longer take watching him as he flirted with countless girls, smiling at them, brushing he hair out of their faces, offering them surfing lessons. The pang of jealously she felt every time she witnessed one of these scenes had become too much, and if she couldn't have all of Oliver, she had decided that having none of him was the better option.
So why can't you push him away? she asked herself as she felt his tongue slide into her mouth. That's why, she thought as his fingers ran through her hair. Her knees went instantly weak.
but i like the way i'm feeling now
Oliver kept one hand on Lilly's waist as he ran the other through her hair, stopping at the back of her neck.
kissing her lips at midnight
He kissed her neck softly. "Oliver," she murmured, tangling her fingers in his shaggy brown hair.
under the stars and moonlight
More than anything Oliver wanted to be her boyfriend, he'd liked her since the first day she showed up at preschool. If this was as close as he could get, however, he was going to take it.
but i never thought we'd be this strong
"Oliver," she whispered again, and then suddenly she pushed him away. "Oliver!" she said shakily, hopping off the hood of the car and brushing off her skirt. "Oliver, I don't think we should do this anymore."
"What?" Oliver asked. "What's wrong?" He placed his hands on her shoulders but she quickly shook them off.
"I…I just don't want to do this anymore," she said, her heart breaking in two. She placed a shaky hand on her forehead. "I'm sorry," she whispered, before turning around and taking off down the street.
---
Lilly sighed as she placed her calculus book in her backpack. The halls were eerily empty. She was ready to leave.
She jumped when she heard another locker slam shut at the end of the hall. Turning, she saw Oliver slinging his backpack over his shoulder.
He looked up at her and for a few moments they just stared at each other. "Hey," he said finally.
Though it had been four weeks since Lilly had run out at the party, that 'hey' was the first word to be spoken between them since then.
she's looking good tonight
i love the way she glows in ultraviolet light
Lilly's eyes grew wide and then she turned to run, but Oliver grabbed her arm. "Please don't run away," he begged.
"Fine," she sighed, crossing her arms across her chest. "What do you want?"
"What is your problem?" Oliver asked, dropping his backpack to the ground. "What did I do to you?"
"I don't have a problem," Lilly snapped back. "Not anymore."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
"You know what it means, Oliver. I know you're not that stupid. Just go. I'm sure you've got things to see, people to do."
Oliver's jaw dropped. "What's it to you?" he asked. "You dumped me!"
"Dumped you?" Lilly exclaimed, throwing her hands into the air. "Call me crazy, but I thought there actually had to be a relationship for dumping to happen!" She turned to go.
"Well… there could've been!"
Lilly stopped and turned around.
intoxicate my mind
"What?"
"There could've been a relationship," Oliver said slowly, scratching the back of his neck nervously. "If you'd wanted there to be."
i know that love is blind and i'm not seeing right, not alright
Lilly took a step closer to him. "Is that offer still good?"
these summer girls are really something else
"Ye-" he began, but before he could finish, she had pressed him against the locker, her lips capturing his. "Lilly, be my girlfriend," he muttered as she jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around him.
our lives are short and the nights are long
"Finally," she muttered as she kissed him again.
the nights go on and on