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Oliver woke up to Lilly's face. Wow…she looks so beautiful and peaceful…holy crap where the hell did that come from Oken? He mentally shook his head. Lilly's father had left early that day, and her brother's snoring could be heard from the second floor even though they were in the basement. He took one last look at Lilly before gently shaking her, "Wake up sleepy head."

Lilly groaned, "What time is it?"

"It's nine o'clock and I don't think my parents will be really happy when I get home."

"But I'm soooo tired!"

"Oh come on Lilly, look I'll check in with my parents and then I'll run back and make you my famous breakfast."

Lilly immediately shot up, "Really? You haven't made that since we were 14!"

"Eh, well I'm in the mood today so just get off my arm and I'll come back in like 10 minutes-that is if I'm not minced meat by then."

Lilly giggled and obeyed, as soon as she lifted her head though, pain spread throughout Oliver's arm. Lilly had slept on it the whole night.

"Ouch" Oliver silently winced.

LOliVEr

Trying to ignore the pain, he ran across the street to his house, he entered the house and immediately, the smell of pancakes wafted over to him. He walked into the kitchen ready to face whatever his mom had in store for him. But to his surprise, she was extremely happy go lucky.

"Soooo, where did you spend the night Mr. Oken?" She teased.

"UhyeahIwasoveratLilly'shousebecauseherparentsweren'thomeandIwantedtokeephercompanyandIwasgoingtocomebackbutIaccidentlyfellasleepwithhersopleasedon'tbemadmom" He stopped to take a breath and was starting again but was cut off by his mom.

"Whoa calm down, I was just teasing." She replied. "I had a feeling you were staying over at Lilly's."

"Wait so you're not mad?"

"No I'm not, I understand, I haven't talked to Holly lately and I know that she's busy and well as for her dad, he's almost never around. I'm glad you kept the poor girl company." She said while handing him pancakes.

"Oh…um actually I kind of promised Lilly I would make her breakfast," Oliver pushed the plate away.

"Oh, that's okay"

"So I'm just going to get washed up then I'm going to head over to her house again"

"Okay then," Mrs. Oken smiled.

Oliver washed up and put on a fresh outfit then headed out the door.

"Mom! I'm leaving!" He shouted.

"Alright! I'll see you by dinner at the latest, you got that mister?"

"Okay! Bye!"

"Bye! Love you!"

"Love you too!" Oliver rolled his eyes.

He ran across the street and into the Truscott's resident. Lilly had changed into sweatpants and a tank top.

Damn she looks HAWT. Oken what the fuck are you thinking?! He was surprised, since when did these thoughts even cross his mind? He shook them away.

"Hey Lillay! Ready for the ultimate breakfast?" Oliver said as he put on a white apron.

Lilly giggled. "Yup! Do you need any help?"

"Nope, all you have to do is just sit and watch."

"Okie dokes (A/N: LoL. Forgive me, it's something I say all the time and it soooo fits in with Lilly's character.)"

LOliVEr

Half an hour later, the Truscott's counter was a complete mess but on the table was two plates. Each had Oliver's famous pancakes, Lilly's favourite omelets, and bacon. Doesn't sound like much, but Oliver's pancakes were extremely hard to make, that's why he hadn't made them in a while. They sat down at the table facing each other. Lilly giggled, Oliver's face was covered with pancake batter and flour.

"Oh yeah, make fun of the guy who handles your food," Oliver said, while wiping his face. "Don't you know any better?"

Lilly pretended to be scared. "Oh no Ollie! Would you really do something that horrible?"

Oliver chuckled. "Yeah, I laced it with doughnutness"

Lilly giggled and rolled her eyes, "Enough with the talking I'm hungry."

And with that, they started their breakfast. Lilly had almost forgotten how good of a cook Oliver was and how good his pancakes tasted.

"Okay, what do you do with these pancakes?" She asked when she was finished.

"That, is for me to know and for it to torture you." He answered.

"Aww come on!" Lilly pouted. "What are in these things?"

"Not telling," Oliver loved playing around with her.

"Pretty pretty please olliekins?" She gave him her best puppy dog eyes.

"No! Not the eyes!" Oliver fake screamed. "How can you? You can't do this to me!"

Lilly giggled, but continued with the pouting.

"Okay, okay, FINE I'll tell you, just stop it already" Oliver begged.

Lilly stopped. "So what's the secret?"

"The secret to the most delicious pancakes are love," he joked.

Lilly giggled. "No really come on, there's got to be more."

"Nu-uh, that's the truth and the truth it is" Oliver said.

"Hmm…so these really are made from love?" Lilly asked.

"For my one and only," Oliver looked Lilly in her eyes.

Chocolate brown met ocean blue.

(AN: Okay, I read this once in a fanfic, it's slightly altered. The original was more like Blue met brown. But please forgive me I would give the author credit but I forgot which fanfic it was. So if you ever come across this, PLEASE pm me and I'll gladly give you credit. I had to use this line, it was absolutely perfect for this situation. Anyways, on with the story.)

Without noticing, Lilly had walked over to where Oliver was now standing, they both leaned in. Oliver grazed Lilly's lips for a long time. She couldn't take it any more, she stood on her tippy toes, and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss. The kiss as amazing, it was filled with confusion and love. It was weak yet it was strong. Lilly ran her tangled her fingers in Oliver's hair. Oliver pulled Lilly in by the waist, deepening the kiss. Oliver's tongue was licking Lilly's lips, she gratefully opened them. But you can only kiss so long without coming up for air. Lilly gave Oliver one more last kiss before pulling out and resting her head against his. She smiled.

"What was that?" She asked once she had regained her breath.

"I-I-I don't know," Oliver stuttered. His mind was filled with confusion right now. "Um, uh, I have to go."

And with that he ran out of the house. Lilly stood there for the longest time, staring at the opened doorway. After a long time, she collapsed onto the floor, crying. Why did she pull him in? Why did he run away? Did he think that she was a freak? But that couldn't be, he even pulled her in to deepen the kiss. But then why, why had he ran away? Oh, right. Miley. Now she was just filled with anger. She stormed up the stairs slamming her bedroom door. She didn't come out the whole day, or for that matter of fact the whole weekend. She was hurt, really badly, she's going to let herself cry her heart out, but on Monday, she's going to show Oliver Oken that nothing can and will break her down.

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