A/N: Whoot! I'm back again, and I am forcing myself to update this story. Which means this chapter may end up a little whacked out, but you guys get another chapter. I'm sure that's all you care about. Haha. Just kidding.

After long hard thought, I decided to make the shipping of this story... drum roll please... Miley's left shoe with Lilly's right shoe! Yaaay! ... Okay, I thought it was funny. In other words, there will be no pairing, and everyone is just friends. I know I have both Moliver and Loliver readers. To avoid serious virtual damage, I'm keeping it neutral. Alrighty then? So if you see implied Loliver, it's simply for my enjoyment.

And let's say this story began after Oliver got his other alter-ego, Mike Standley. Okay?

Nowwww, on with the story.

Secrets Are Supposed To Stay Secret
Chapter 16: What Would We Do Without Him?

The plastic cup of strawberry-banana smoothie was nearly empty and Miley had not shown up at Rico's yet. Lilly's cellphone read that it had been 20 minutes since she called Miley. She should've been here by now.

Lilly heard the sound of footprints behind her. Expecting to see Miley, she turned around. Instead, it was Oliver in his Mike outfit.

"Ol-... Mike? What up with the outfit?" Lilly asked.

Mike took a seat next to Lilly, "Well, think about it. Drew is Oliver and everyone knows it. But, Mike is just Mike and no one knows. Smart, huh?" He said and nudged Lilly for emphasis.

Lilly shrugged, "Okay, if it's working. Have you seen Miley anywhere?"

Mike shook his head, "Nope. Why?"

"Well, I think we have to straighten out all that's happened. So much has been happening these past weeks,"

"Speaking of happenings, would you like to tell me why you ripped of Hannah's wig the other day?"

Lilly sighed, "Mike. Don't you get it? You're supposed to play dirty when someone plays dirty to you. Duh."

"But... that's not nice..."

"Oli- Mike you dork! Normal people aren't nice to the people they like! Normal people would usually try to make the person they like think that they don't like them like I do with yo-..."

"What?" Mike's head perked up. "Like you do with who?"

"No one. Anyway, Miley was a real jerk to you. You're not supposed to let anyone get away with that,"

"I let you get away with it when you're mean to me. And who do you like?!" Mike shouted angrily.

Lilly ignored the question, "Why do you let me get away with it when I'm mean to you? You should toughen up! You're a man, Mike!" She stood up. "Now, when someone calls you a dork, whatcha gonna do about it?!"

Mike stood up, "Erm, uh, well... you have a... big head."

Lilly rolled her eyes, "This could take a while."

All of a sudden, a flash of a brunette head speeded by Mike and Lilly screaming, "HELP ME!" Following the scream was a crowd of screaming teenagers.

Lilly stuttered, "Was that..."

Mike gaped, "... Miley?"

Without thinking, the two teens chased after the mob.

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So much for not being seen, Miley thought as she hid inside of one of the stalls in the McDonald's bathrooms. She pulled out her cellphone and dialed the first number on the last calls list.

"Hey, Jackson? I need some help... no. No!... Fine. Okay, I'm in the bathroom at McDonald's. I was chased by some-"

"Miley?"

Miley stopped short. A voice had come out from outside of the stalls. "Jackson, I'll have to call you back." Miley hung up and poked her head outside of the stall.

Lilly stood there with a smile, "Need some help?"

Miley quickly gave her best friend a hug. "Lilly, I am so sorry."

"No time for that. We have to get you out of here." Lilly was holding Mike's giant jacket. "Put this on."

Without questioning, Miley put on the jacket and stepped out of the bathroom with Lilly. Outside of the door they found Mike Standley without his jacket. The hat, sunglasses, and armpit hair beard were apparently enough to keep anyone from recognizing him.

"Mike. I'm really sorry," Miley whispered from underneath the hood.

"No time for that. We're getting you home, then we'll talk." Mike said bluntly. Mike and Lilly quickly leaded hooded Miley out of the door without being spotted.

As they arrived at Miley's house, they found another dilemma.

A crowd of paparazzi was waiting outside the front door.

Lilly groaned, "They never make this easy for us."

Miley muffled from underneath the hood, "We could go through the back."

Mike shook his head, "No good. They're crowding around there too."

"What are we gonna do?" Lilly asked.

Mike jumped into the bushes. Before Lilly could insult him, Mike came out of the bushes as Oliver Oken. "I'll distract the crowd. You get Miley inside."

"What about you?" Lilly asked.

"I'll be fine. Just get Miley inside." Oliver said, and with that he walked up to the front door.

"Oliver Oken! Drew Evans! There he is!" Voices came from the crowd. Lilly watched as Oliver dashed down the road and the mob of paparazzi chased after.

"That boy. What a donut." Lilly sighed and shook her head.

Miley pulled down the hood, "What would we do without him?"

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A/N: I am soooo sorry it's short. I just wanted to write a filler. I promise the next update will move the story forward.

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