A/N: I'm so, so, so, so, SO sorry! I know I said I would update soon, but things are getting really hectic. Grades close next Friday and I'm stressing out so badly. Plus, I have play rehearsal, work, and horseback riding. It's really overwhelming. I hope you guys understand. Anyways, here's the very last chapter. :(

"I can't believe it." Miley pouted, crossing her arms and slumping down into a hotel lobby chair. She looked up at her dad; He was currently at the front desk talking to a employee, checking them out the Atlantis resort. She sighed, "It has notbeen three weeks."

Oliver and Lilly stood in front of her, hand in hand. It was a bit difficult getting all their bags out of their room, into the elevator, and down to the lobby. But they refused to let go. Even though Miley told them countless times how much easier it would be and that they had plenty of time to hold hands later.

They looked longingly at each other. They were newly in love and had absolutely no shame in showing it. Miley sighed once more, realizing her friends weren't listening to a word she was saying, and that they probably wouldn't for a while. She looked over at Jackson, who was desperately trying to get a pretty blonde girl's phone number. So far, he was failing miserably. Miley giggled to herself.

"All set." Robby Ray said, clapping his hands together and picking up his suitcases. Miley unwillingly pushed herself up, grabbing her own suitcases and pulling up the handle. Lilly and Oliver snapped out their daze. They went to get their suitcases, letting go of each other's hand. Miley rolled her eyes.

"Now you take my advice!"

They both chuckled, wheeling their suitcases out through the spinning doors and into the warm breeze of the Bahamas.

A yellow taxi cab pulled up and a heavy set man walked out, taking their suitcases and placing them into the trunk. Miley, Lilly, Oliver, Jackson, and Cooper all squeezed into the back. Lilly sat on Oliver's lap to make more room, but they all knew that she suggested it well.. just to do it.

Miley looked longingly out the window as the taxi pulled away, "Goodbye, Bahamas." She said softly, looking over at her two friends. She couldn't help but feel a sense of loss. Look how much Oliver and Lilly gained on this trip, and what do I have to show for it? She sighed and leaned her head back on the leather seat.

"Flight 234 to Malibu, now boarding."

The scratchy voice of the receptionist rang through the intercoms at the airport. Miley, Lilly, and Oliver all got up on Que, grabbing their carry-on bags and stuffing what they had left of snacks into them.

"Get up, Jackson!" Miley said, shaking her brother furiously. "Jackson!" She yelled, kicking his chair.

"Two more minutes, Dad.."

Miley groaned, "Jackson, get up now or we'll leave you here forever!"

"Huh?" He asked, his eyes shooting open. Miley rolled her eyes, pulling him up.

"Our flights boarding, come on!"

Miley ran after Lilly and Oliver, who walked ahead. They were holding hands again, Miley cracked a smile. They were, she had to admit, extremely cute. And not to mention perfect for each other..

Jackson and Cooper finally caught up, running through the tightly squeezed aisle of the plane, annoying everyone in their path. They were each trying to get the window seat. Miley shook her head, boys.

The three friends took their seats, Oliver by the window, Lilly in the middle, and Miley on the outside. Oliver opened the window flap, exposing the last glimpse of the Bahamas that they'll ever get. Well, for now at least.

They went through then normal procedure, buckling up, practicing safety rules, etc. Finally, the plane took off. Lilly forcefully squeezed both Oliver and Miley's hand for support. She was never good with flying. She close her eyes tightly, scrunching up her face. Oliver and Miley just sat back and laughed.

"I hate, hate, hate take-off." Lilly said, taking a deep breath after they were in the air and riding smoothly.

"We've noticed." Oliver grinned, digging through his bag and pulling out a black Ipod nano. He placed one headphone in his ear, and offered the other one to Lilly.

She smiled gratefully at him, but was not about to listen to his hip-hop and rap music. "No, thanks. I listen to realmusic." She chuckled.

Oliver's jaw took the form of an 'o', "This isreal music!" He defended, placing the other headphone in his ear. "Way better then your punk and emo crap."

"I don't listen to emo!" Lilly crossed her arms, shooting daggers at Oliver.

Oliver laughed, reaching into Lilly's bag and taking out her silver Ipod mini. He scrolled through the artist, then held it in Lilly's face, "Hawthorne Heights. Emoooooo." He empathized emo in a long sound, laughing again and placing the Ipod on Lilly's lap.

She scowled at him, picking up her Ipod and placing the headphones in her ears.

Miley laughed at the two of them, this is gonna be a long flight.

"Hello, Malibu." Oliver said, stepping outside onto the familiar pavement. Lilly rolled her eyes at him, but the small smile she cracked didn't go unnoticed.

A taxi drove them all to Miley's house. They got out, lugging their heavy suitcases into the front doorway.

"It feels weird being home." Lilly said, sitting down on Miley's couch. She looked around the living room, as if she hasn't seen it for three years instead of just three weeks.

Miley laughed, "Your home?"

Lilly shrugged, "It might as well be!"

"That's true, you know." Robby Ray said, cracking a smile. "Both her and Oliver practically live here."

Miley nodded in agreement, sitting down next to Lilly.

"I wanna go back." Lilly said, a look of longing in her eyes.

Miley sighed, "Yeah, I guess. But it's good to be home."

"I'll never forget that trip." Lilly smiled goofily. She looked over at Miley, her cheeks burning red as if she just realized she was sitting there.

Miley smiled and wrapped an arm around her best friend, squeezing her into a little, affectionate hug.

"Yo, Lil! The parentals are here!" Oliver said, sticking his head through the front door and lugging his suitcases once more.

Lilly giggled, rolling her eyes. "Bye, Miley. I'll call you later."

"Yes, you will." Miley laughed, standing up to help Lilly carry her suitcases to the door and into her mother's car.

Lilly said a very non-verbal goodbye to Oliver, out of her parents seeing or hearing range, then came into view again, waving goodbye to Miley and Robby Ray. She gave her mother a hug, hopping into the passenger seat. She went through the annoying round of twenty questions, telling her mother how fun the trip was, but leaving the bit about her Oliver out. She'd tell her eventually, but now wasn't the right time.

Lilly got home, throwing her suitcases on her bedroom floor. She fall back on her bed, smiling to herself of all the memories that came with that trip.

Her cell phone beeped, causing her to snap out of her thoughts. She searched through her bag, taking out her cell phone and flipping it open. It was a text message.

I miss you already.

Lilly smiled to herself. It was from Oliver.

A/N: I don't think it was a good ending, but I didn't know what else to do. There will an epilogue up soon. Probably tomorrow. Keep checking!

Much Love!

Stephanie