A/N: Okay, so, I felt bad about the cliffhanger I left you guys with. So, I was nice and decided to update right after I finished my homework. I rushed through it wicked quickly, but only because I like you guys a whole lot better :) Anyways, I did the best I could to do a good update. Enjoy!
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"I've ruined everything." Oliver said softly, his head dangling down.
Miley's eye suddenly softened, as did her tone, and took a step towards her friend, "What are you talking about?" She asked, filling up with concern. She placed a hand on Oliver's back, comforting him.
"I don't wanna talk about it." He didn't look up from the floor and continued staring at his feet.
"Okay." Miley sighed, smiling sadly but understanding that whatever is going on right now, Oliver just needs some time to let it sink it. She'll find out eventually.
"You should get back to your party." Oliver said, finally looking up from the floor but refusing to make any eye contact.
Miley let out a sort of insulted grunt and shook her head furiously. "No way. I'm taking you home. Let's go find Lil- Lola."
"No!" Oliver retorted rather loudly, making Miley glance at him suspiciously. "I mean, no.. I don't think she wants to see me right now."
"O-kay." Miley said slowly, confused by this whole situation. Since when does Lilly not want to see Oliver? "But, we can't stay here. Not when you're like this." Miley scanned the room, hoping to see a familiar short bob of bright red hair. Nothing. She sighed, "Wait here, please. I need to find Lola. And don't worry – She can take the other car." Miley implied before Oliver could protest about how seeing Lilly wasn't a good idea at the moment.
Oliver smiled at Miley, thankful to have her at this moment and nodded. She smiled back and then dissapeared into the crowd of dancing celebrities.
Miley was searching endlessly through the crowd of people, being pushed and shoved all over the place. She was freakin' Hannah Montana for christ's sake, have a little respect! She rolled her eyes and sighed heavily, Lilly was no where to be found. Think, Miley, think! Where would she go? What did we do last time we were in trouble?
Oh no.
Not him.
Miley dug in her purse until she retrived her cellphone, flipping it open and dialing in her brother's number. It was weird how he wasn't on speed-dial. She shrugged, it's probably for a good reason. She tapped her foot lightly on the ground, going along with that stupid hip-hop song that Jackson had as his ring-back tone.
"Hello?"
God, finally.
"Jackson? Are you with Lilly?" She asked frantically, praying that she was – or wasn't. She wasn't quite sure.
"Yeah, yeah. She's fine." She could hear Lilly's distant voice in the background, 'is that Miley?'
Miley sighed relief, "Thank God."
"You know. Everytime you or one your friends is in trouble, they call me. Just because I can drive. And I thought having my license would be a good thing."
"You don't have to help us, Jackson."
"Yeah, well.. she sounded pretty desperate." He was hesitant for a moment, then Miley heard him take a deep, long breath. "She's really upset, Miles. She's not talking to me or Cooper. Maybe she'll talk to you, I don't know."
"I know it has something to do with Oliver. He's not talking either, though." Miley said, spotting Oliver still standing where she left him. She suppressed a sad smile. "The limo is taking me and Oliver home now. I'll meet you at the hotel. Tell Lilly um.. well, just bring her there, okay?"
"Thats what I was planning on doing. I wasn't gonna drive my sisters best friend around all night, jeez." He let out an amused laughed, then hung up the phone.
Click.
Dialtone.
Miley flipped her phone shut, threw it back inside her purse, and rushed back over to where Oliver was standing. She smiled at him, "Ready to go?"
"Did you find her?"
Miley nodded, "She's fine." There was a moment of silence before Miley spoke up again, "Come on, lets go."
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He nodded, "Yeah. I think I'm gonna go hang out in Jackson's room anyways."
Miley sighed, grabbing Oliver's arm before he walked away. "First of all; Jackson's not there. And second of all; whatevers going on with you and Lilly right now, needs to be resolved."
"It's not that easy, okay!? You don't get it!" Oliver yelled, his fustration leaking out.
"Don't get what, Oliver?" Miley asked in a more calmer voice then Oliver had used, automatically knowing that he felt guilty about his outburst.
He sighed, "This isn't a little fight that we usually have, Miley. This is huge. I can't face her, not yet."
"Oliver.. seriously. This is starting to freak me out. What exactley happened?" Miley asked cautiously as Oliver took her arm and pulled her away from the hotel door, just in case Lilly was listening in. Which he was sure she was. And even if she wasn't, she had to of heard him yell. She knew they were here.
When they both stopped, agreeing that the spot they were in was far enough away, Oliver spoke, "I.. I think I ruined our friendship."
"Your friendship is too strong, that could never happen." Miley said, shaking her head and not believing a word that came out of Oliver's mouth.
"Seriously, Miley. I.." He took a deep breath, "I told her I loved her."
Miley's eyes got wide and her jaw dropped. What!? "Oh.My.God." She breathed, it was all she could get out.
"I know.." Oliver said, shuffling his feet.
"She's probably scared, Oliver."
"Of me?" Oliver asked, his expression showing he was hurt.
"No," Miley shook her head, "Of what she feels for you."
"Oh.." Was all he got out.
"You have to talk to her. I'll let you go alone."
"But I-"
"Oliver, you have to." Miley said, pushing him towards their hotel room, "Here's the key."
"But where are you going?" He asked, finding any excuse to delay.
Miley rolled her eyes, "Don't worry about that. Now go!" She grabbed the key from Oliver's hand and slid it into the electronic lock, the door clicked, and Miley pushed Oliver inside. She shut the door softly and smiled to herself. I knew it! She thought, walking off and towards the food shops down in the lobby.
Oliver walked quietly and slowly into the room, only to find a tear-stained Lilly curled up in a ball on her bed.
"Hi.." Oliver said softly, shoving his hands into his pockets.
Lilly sat straight up at the sound of his voice, "O-Oliver?" She asked, blinking a couple of times to get the un-blurred picture of her best friend, who supposedly, 'loves her.'
Oliver nodded.
"Hi.." She said back, awkwardly, all the memories of the past two hours flooded over her. Because I love you. Those words would never leave her mind.
"I uh.." He stumbled on his words, his face turning a nice shade of violet. "think we need to talk." He choked out.
"Yeah.. I think we should." Lilly agreed, patting the spot on the bed next to her.
Oliver took up her offer and sat down on the bed beside her.
"I'm really sorry." They both said at the same time. They looked at eachother and giggled nervously.
"You first." Lilly said.
Oliver took a deep breath, "I didn't mean to hurt you."
"You didn't." Lilly sighed, "But you sure did confuse me."
Oliver laughed nervously. He didn't know what else to do.
"Did you mean what you said?" Lilly asked suddenly, making Oliver tense up.
He was silent for what seemed like an enternity, "Yes." He finally said. And it took a lot of courage, too. He was actually quite proud of himself.
Lilly nodded. "I.. I don't know what to say, Oliver. I've been thinking about it this entire time. And.. I'm just really, really confused. All these emotions and feelings I can't -"
But she was cut off by Oliver. His lips, to be exact. They collided right into hers. She was startled at first, not expecting it. She closed her eyes and kissed him right back. Oliver's eyes shot opened and they saw Lilly's closed one. He didn't think Lilly would kiss him back, but she did. And that has to mean something, right? It felt like a hollywood-movie kiss, like in 'A Cinderella Story' when Austin confesses his love for Sam at the football game. It felt exactley the way Lilly had always expected this kiss to feel, only better – the kiss of love.
They finally pulled apart, both breathing heavily.
"That was-" Lilly started, but was cut off yet again by another kiss. Which she obliged to, of course.
"Sorry." Oliver mumbled after pulling apart for the second time.
Lilly furrowed her eyebrows, "For what? I'm not exactley mad that you kissed me." She suppressed a small laugh.
Oliver smiled, "Good." He sighed. "So.. what does this mean?"
Lilly smiled and kissed him softly on the lips, "It's mean I love you too."
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Stephanie