A/n its short i know, but it took me along time to get an idea for this chapter. The next one is the last one. This was going to be like a one shot, but then i decided its impossible to cram all this in one chapter. So R&R please.
"Lily. Lillian Truscott. Get back here now!" Lily heard her parents calling her from behind but she didn't care. She made a dash for the front door and ran out, slamming the door behind her. She didn't know where she was going. She just ran, the tears dripping.
She could tell all eyes were on her as she ran through the park. But again, she didn't care. She couldn't even see where she was going. The tears blinded her.
Not knowing where she was, she had to stop. Her legs gave in and she dropped right there. After contlsely wiping her eyes, she looked around. She was at the beach. Her favorite place. She smiled a weak smile. The sun was setting. Perfect timing.
She allowed her self to relax and watch the sunset. She was still crying, but not as hard.
"Lily?" she heard.
She decided to ignore it. It was probably just voices. Who else could be here this late?
"Lily." But it kept on repeating her name.
Slowly she turned around. There was Oliver.
'Great, she thought. 'Just what I need.'
She looked away, hoping he would get the point, but obviously he didn't.
He sat down. Right next to her. And he did something she least expected.
He put his arm around her shoulder, letting her cry in his arms.
They just sat there for what seemed like hours in silence, except the continuous sniffles from Lily.
At last, Lily broke the silence.
"Oliver?"
"Hmm?" he asked.
"Sorry. I'm sorry you had to witness that." She said, looking down.
"Lily! It's okay. Don't ever feel like you can't tell me anything. I'm your best friend. And Miley is here for you to." He said.
"I know. I guess I just felt hopeless. Like I was the reason for my mother's problem." Lily said meekly.
Oliver just looked at her. Straight in the eye. Naturally, Lily felt awkward, but she secretly liked the feeling of being so close to him.
Finally he said, "Lily, you shouldn't feel that way. Your mother has her problems. I'm sorry to be harsh about it, but it's true. You have nothing to do with it. She loves you. And I hope you know that. You have many people who love you." He said.
The serious look on his face made Lily giggle lightly.
"What?" he asked.
"Nothing." She giggled again.
"No, what is it?" he was smiling now.
"Nothing, it's just…." Lily began. A sudden jolt of bravery came over her. She shyly got up and kissed his cheek.
"Thanks for caring about me." She said.
Oliver just sat there, dazed. He put a hand to his cheek.
Lily now felt dreadful. Why did she do it?
She looked over at him.
"Sorry, Oliver I just..." she began again but was cut off.
By another big surprise. Once again, Oliver surprised her. He kissed her. Not a quick peck, but a long passionate one. And Lily left all her troubles behind and kissed him back.