A/N: Thanks for all of your reviews! This chapter is mainly about Lilly and Oliver, but the next chapter will be about everyone, I promise! Enjoy!

As soon as Lilly was in her house, she called Miley. She answered on the second ring.

"How was your date?" Miley screamed.

"Okay, number one, OW! My ear! Number two, it wasn't a date. And number three, it was amazing! What about your date with the zombie slayer?"

"You first, then me," Miley replied.

Each girl told their tale complete with dozens of interruptions and squeals from the other.

"Oh my gosh, he kissed you?" Miley screamed.

"On the cheek, Miley. We do that all the time to each other!" Lilly explained.

"Oh, sure. Lilly, you know you like him. And he totally likes you back. It's really not that hard to admit."

"There's nothing to admit! I don't see why you're making it such a big deal! Me and Oliver have been best friends for more than eleven years!"

"Whatever. Listen, I gotta go. Jackson's friends left already and he's watching the Wizard of Oz again," Miley said.

"Okay, talk to you later. Bye!" Lilly lay down on her bed. What Miley said got her to thinking.

Did she like Oliver? Well, of course she did, as a friend. But he did look good tonight. And he smelled amazing. Oh, stop it Lilly! You don't like Oliver! Do you?

ooHMoo

Oliver walked into his bedroom. He sighed as he flopped onto his bed.

Why didn't he kiss her on the lips? Because it would be moving to fast. Who cares, Oliver, she looked beautiful tonight! Heck, she always looks beautiful! Why are you even thinking about this? You don't like Lilly. Do you?

He picked up his cell phone and called Miley.

"Hey Oliver! What's up?" she asked.

"Well, I kinda need your help. I've been thinking a lot lately and I-"

"This is about Lilly, isn't it?" Miley asked as if she already knew.

"No! Of course not!" There was silence from Miley. "Fine! This is about Lilly! I-"

"Don't know if you like her," Miley finished for him.

"Man, you're good."

"I know. So tell me about your Lilly problems," Miley urged.

"Well, after we got back, I walked her up to the porch. She told me she had a great time. And… as I was looking at her, she turned her head a little and her hair got all shiny under the moonlight. She looked… pretty. I got this feeling. I just wanted to kiss her. But I couldn't, right? That would ruin our best friend relationship, right?"

Miley sighed. This was the second time in one night she would have to give this little speech. "Oliver, quit second guessing yourself! You like her! Admit that to yourself and then to Lilly. You'll like what she'll have to say, I promise."

"Okay. I told her I would call her tomorrow. We'll go for a walk on the beach or something. I'll tell her then," Oliver said reluctantly.

"Good. I have a Hannah thing tomorrow. Will you tell Lilly for me?"

"Sure. I have to go though. My mom is calling me and I'm not in the mood for her man voice. Thanks for what you said. See you later." The line went dead. Once again, Miley Stewart was making the world a better place for love!

About a minute later, her phone rang again. Her caller ID told her it was Jake.

"Hey! What's crackin'?" Miley asked.

"Nothing too much. You wanna do something tomorrow sometime?" he asked.

"Oh, sorry. I can't. I have a H- Uhh… I have to get my… name engraved in my bowling ball! See you later. Bye!" she said quickly and hung up.

Wow, that was too close. She needed to be a lot more careful if she wanted to keep her identity under wraps.

ooHMoo

Oliver woke up the next morning and rolled over to look at his clock. 10:42. He groaned and got up to take a shower.

He stumbled out of the bathroom, tripping over the shower curtain. He found his favorite pair of jeans and put them on. He was looking for a shirt to wear when he heard a knock on his door.

"Oliver, it's me," he heard Lilly's melodic voice.

"Oh, okay. Come in," he called to her, preoccupied with choosing the perfect shirt.

Lilly opened the door and took a couple steps, but stopped dead in her tracks. She had seen Oliver without his shirt on before, but not recently.

He was very muscular and chiseled. He turned around to face her.

"Hey Lil," he said simply.

Lilly stifled a gasp. She couldn't take her eyes off of his abs. They were six perfect bulges.

Wow, she thought. That's… hot. Wait, did she just call Oliver hot? She really needed to stop thinking like this. She shook her head and looked up at Oliver's face.

"Hey Ollie. How's life?" she asked, still in shock.

He smiled. Lilly was the only one that called him Ollie, and he loved it.

"Oh, it's good. You wanna go down to the beach?" he asked her as he pulled a blue t-shirt over his head.

Lilly nodded. "Sure. I think I left my sunglasses here a few days ago so I'm gonna go find them." She flipped her straight blonde hair over her shoulder and walked out of the room.

Oh, how Oliver would give anything to touch her shiny blonde hair. He sighed and followed her out of his room.

As they walked down the beach, Lilly was the first to break the awkward silence. "Where's Miley?" she asked.

"Oh, she had to go to a Hannah thing today. She asked me to tell you," Oliver responded absentmindedly. He was deep in thought about how to tell Lilly how he felt. They walked in unusual silence. Lilly too was deep in thought.

Did she like Oliver? Miley was definitely convinced that she did. She sighed. They did spend a lot of time together. And they knew each other better than anyone else. She sighed again. She hadn't just convinced herself she had a crush on Oliver. No, she came out of denial to face the fact that she had already been crushing on Oliver Oscar Oken for a while.

Just then, her phone rang. It was Miley. "Hey Miles! … Uhh, yeah sure. No problem. Bye!"

"What did Miley want?" Oliver asked after she hung up.

"I have to get something for Miley. She's going to stop by her house in a minute to get it, so I'll see you later. Bye Oliver!" She took off running down the beach.

Oliver decided it was better not knowing what Miley needed and started walking home.

He walked through the door and into the kitchen. His mom was there making a cake.

"Hey Sweetie. Where've you been?" she asked.

"At the beach with Lilly," he said as he took a bottle of water out of the refrigerator.

"Oh, I see," his mom said with a knowing smile.

Oliver rolled his eyes and walked up the stairs into his room.

He lost his chance to tell Lilly how he felt today. He suddenly smiled. The day wasn't over yet. He pulled out his phone and texted Lilly.

Rico's tonight around 7:30? I know how much you love the sunset!

He shut his phone, but not a moment later, it beeped at him.

Sure! See you tonight!

Oliver lay down on his bed with a huge grin on his face.

A/N: Time to review! I've been posting a chapter a day, but I'm not sure if I can continue writing that fast! It might be up to three days MAXIMUM between chapters. I will definitely try to get one up each day, but I can't guarantee anything. Thanks!