Oliver's POV:
Okay... I guess I can try to be firends with Jake. He didn't know I was with Miley, but still, the way he looks at her, I can tell he likes her. I just have to keep a close eye on him, but make sure not to seem like I don't trust him. Well, at least Me, Miley, and Lily are going to the beach later today. Lily will be with Jackson, so Miley and I can have alone time. Us 3 are now making our way down to the beach.
"Oh! There's Jackson! Jackson-HI!" Lily screeched, running up to the counter at Rico's to meet Jackson. Yeah, Jackson works afternoon shifts at Rico's on weekdays. Miley laughed.
"I'm glad Lily has found a boyfriend, even if it is my hard-to-believe-human-brother Jackson." Miley said as we took a seat at a table across from Rico's.
"Mhmm, yeah." I wasn't really paying attention, because I saw Jake coming towards us. 'Oh great' I thought.
"Miley, Oliver, hey! What are you guys up to?" Jake asked Miley and I, but only looking at Miley. He took a seat at our table on the other side of Miley.
"O, well Lily went to go hang out with Jackson, and Oliver and I were just talking. So, what are you up to?" She asked him.
"Well, I don't have any homework, since I finished in class, so I thought I would come down to the beach." Jake said smiling.
"Oliver, do you mind if Jake hangs out with us for a while? Maybe we could all down down to the ocean?" Miley asked me. Of course I minded, but I had to let him- I can't seem overprotective. I shrugged.
"Sure, lets go." I said, getting up taking Miley's hand in mine. We laced fingers. Jake started walking in front of us. He stopped abruptly, and took his red t shirt off. I'm guessing it was to impress Miley. I rolled my eyes and looked at Miley as he threw the red shirt to the side, along with his towel and sandals. To my surprise, and anger, she was staring at him, eyes wide. Anger rushed through my body. I had to stop her looking at him, so I picked up Miley and threw her over my shoulders, and ran into the ocean. She was laughing uncontrollably.
"Ollie! Put me down!" Miley said between laughs.
"Okay!" I said. I threw her into the ocean, of course she had a bikini on (which she looked great in). She came up, throwing her soaked hair behind her shoulders.
"Oliver, I can't believe you did that!" She said, storming out of the water. I didn't mean for her to get mad!
"Miley, I'm sorry-" She turned around with a grin on her face.
"Haha! You totally fell for it!" She said laughing. I went up to her, standing in ankle deep water. She smiled sweetly at me.
"Oliver, want to make a sand castle?" She asked excitedly. I raised an eyebrow.
"Uh- okay..." She giggled and ran a little further up to the beach, where there wasn't any sand that had shells in it. Jake walked over.
"Hey, making a sand castle?" He asked grinning. Miley looked up, and smiled back. Urgh!
"Yup! Come on, are you going to help me make the moat or what?" She asked staring to dig. He sat next to her. So, I quickly sat behind her, stroking her hair. She turned and kissed me on the cheek, then continued to dig. Well, at least I know she still likes me more than Jake.
"So, Jake, what do you think is your all time record in changing your attitude? Buying Girl Scout cookies with money rather than a signed autograph?" Miley asked sarcastically. Why would she WANT to know?
"HA HA. Very funny, Miley. Actually, it was probably when I bought almost a whole toy store worth of toys for children, and donated them to the children's hospital. I went there, and dressed in a Santa Suit and everything on Christmas day. It made me feel like I was actually doing someting worth while. It felt good." Jake said. Miley smiled. NO, don't do it, Miley!
Miley's POV:
Aww. Maybe Jake really has changed. I mean, Hannah has never done that sort of thing before. I hope I'm not falling for him again... and the fact the took his T shirt off right in front of me, did NOT help! I mean, he must work out like every morning! Wait Miley- why are you even looking? Why aren't you looking at Oliver? URG.
"Wow. That... is a really nice thing to do Jake. I never thought of you being that type of a celebrity." I asked, flirtatiously luaghing- WAIT! Why am I using my flirty laugh? No! I can't do this!
"Thanks, Miley." Jake said, finally looking up. He looked into my eyes, and I looked away. Oliver now had his arms circling my waist from behind, where he was sitting. I noticed he shifted a little. Uh no, this is probably really awkward for Oliver.
"I'll be right back. I am going to get my sunglasses." Jake said standing up. He turned to look at me and Oliver, then started to walk back towards Rico's. Oliver spoke up.
"Wow, Miles. Never knew you felt that way towards Jake." Oliver asked sharply. I turned around. He was frowning, and his eyebrows were crinkled.
"What ARE you talking about, Oliver?" I asked him. I didn't feel anything towards Jake...
"Come on, Miley. Who are you fooling? It's like you basically accepted his offer to start going out with you, again." Oliver said coldly.
"Oliver! I don't want to go out with him! Why would you think that?" I asked him, raising my eyebrows.
"Because Miley, you totally were staring at him when he TOOK OFF HIS SHIRT, and then you start FLIRTING with him back there! That's why!" Oliver said standing up. I stoop up also. There was a few feet in between us.
"Oliver, I was NOT staring! And, back there, I was being NICE and having a CONVERSATION with just a GUY! Okay? A FRIEND that I haven't seen in two years. What do you want me to do? Ignore him?" I ask with frustration in my voice.
"Miley, the thing is, I don't think you COULD ignore him if you even wanted to! I'm not sure if you are completely over him. Why don't we just take a break so you can find out who you REALLY like." I felt tears welling up. There was a big knot in my throat. Oliver can't break up with me! He can't! I know I was going to cry. And, sure enough, I started weeping.
"No Oliver! Please, don't! I don't want to break up, I -I didn't mean to-for-" I couldn't finish my sentence I was crying so badly. I fell, one knee folded up to my chest, my forehead sitting on it. I didn't want Oliver to see me cry. He knelt down.
"Miley, I don't want to either, but we need to take a break for a while." With that, he stood up from his kneeling position he was in, turned around and walked away. I rolled over so I was laying on my side, crying as much as before. No more than a minute later, I heard someone walking up.
"Sorry it took so long, I couldn't find my glasses-" I relized it was Jake's voice. He stopped immedialtly once he saw me crying laying on the sand. I knelt down and turned his head.
"Miley, what's wrong? What happened? Did someone hurt you?" His asked with concern in his voice. I nodded a yes.
"Who? Who did this to you?" Jake asked, now with angger mixed with concern.
"O-Oliv-Oliver." I whispered in between cries.
"What did he do to you?!" He asked, mostly anger now.
"He- he tore my heart." I said, still in a soft whisper. My crying a barely a little better, so I could talk without crying. Jake must have understood.
"Oh, Miles." Jake said softly. He layed next to me and hugged me. I cried into his chest. Jake has been so nice to me, and everyone, lately. It made me realize how much he really has changed. After 10 minutes of me crying into his chest, while he was stroking my hair while hugging me at the same time, Jake spoke again.
"Are you going to be okay Miles? Just give me the word, and I'll go get my 4x4 (an: I dont know anything about guns, so just pretend of gun actually exists!)." Jake said, not one bit of sarcasim in his tone. I lighly laughed.
"No need, Jake. I'll- I'll be fine. I just... don't know what happend. The second after you left, he started getting mad at me." I said, trying my hardest to hold back my tears, but I let one slip away. Jake rubbed it away with his thumb.
"Why did he get mad at you?"
"He thought I- I was flirting with you, and I still liked you more than Oliver-" I started to say befoe Jake cut me off.
"You mean, all of this," Jake said, referring to me crying, "...is all my fault. Oh great. What have I done?" Jake asked, rubbing his eyes with his hand.
"No, Jake. It most DEFINATLEY is NOT you fault. It is Oliver's. He just assumed. He was wrong to do that. I'm glad you are here, Jake. Thank you for being here for me." I said smiling at him he smiled back. Not his big, cocky smile, a true, sweet smile. The kind that I never used to see.
"Miley, I may have given you the idea that being just friends wasn't okay with me earlier, but I love being friends. I am glad too, that I have you as a friend. And it doesn't matter if we get in an argument, because we I will always be here for you. No matter what." Jake finished off. We both were smiling. Who knows, after I get over this whole Oliver ordeal, maybe Jake COULD be more than a friend...
OKAY GUYS! THERE YOU HAVE IT! SO, WHAT SHOULD HAPPEN NEXT? GIVE ME IDEAS PLEASE! REVIEW! LUV YAS!
-CASSY