A/N: Chapter Three mates! Do you all realise that I have 36 reviews for the first two chapters? 36?? I Was Trying To Be Convincing? and Ringtones and Realisations have 37 combined! How is this so popular? Glad you all like it though! Let me know your thoughts on this chapter as well. Props to Skates16 and Dreamerx3 from Moliverfans for help with Lilly's teasing later on. Cheers!

Disclaimer: I own nothing and am making nothing off of the following. All following characters are retained by Disney. The lyrics come from Hannah Montana's 'Rock Star' of course. I don't own that either.

Speeding Up The Process

Chapter Three

"Wakey wakey Miley!"

Miley grudgingly opened her eyes and saw her best friend sitting cross-legged on the edge of her bed, wide awake, with a bright perky smile on her face.

"How are you always this hyper in the morning, even after we have movie night?" Miley said as she slowly crawled out of bed.

Lilly just shrugged and hopped off Miley's bed to grab her slippers as Miley did the same. Skipping slightly out of her room and down the stairs, Miley slowly trudged on behind her, rubbing her eyes tiredly as she grabbed her bathrobe and pulled it on over her pyjamas.

As Lilly bounded the last couple steps, Miley froze and sobered instantly from her tiredness at the sight of Oliver sitting at her living room sofa watching her telly.

"What are you doing here?" she asked as she subconsciously messed with her hair and pulled at her bathrobe.

Turning around, he looked at her oddly and held his arms out slightly.

"It's Saturday! I always come over Saturday mornings remember? Your dad always makes waffles on Saturday!"

She frowned slightly and said, "I forgot it was Saturday, we had a late night." With a bemused smile she said sarcastically, "I thought you had been coming over Saturday mornings to spend time with me."

Smirking, he replied with a wave of indifference, "Yeah, yeah, that too," and stuck his tongue out at her. Miley smirked too, sticking her tongue out in return.

"Breakfast is served y'all," Robby Ray called from the kitchen as he set a dozen waffles onto a plate and turned to start making more. Oliver jumped up immediately and nearly sprinted over to the counter to grab a plate. Lilly walked over with Miley close behind and sat down two seats from Oliver, Miley sitting in between. As Miley grabbed her own plate, she raised an eyebrow as she watched Oliver begin to nearly inhale his waffles.

"Sweet niblets boy! Do you even chew?"

"Chur I duh," Oliver replied with his mouth full of waffle. Lilly looked over in disgust as Miley rolled her eyes and smiled, turning to her own waffles. As she poured syrup onto her waffles, Miley started singing softly to herself.

"Sometimes I walk a little faster in the school hallway just to get next to you. Some days I spend a little extra time in the morning just to impress you..."

Lilly looked on amusedly but remained quiet. Oliver looked over, however, and after swallowing, he said with a smirk, "Singing your own works? Aren't we humble?"

Miley chose to stick her tongue out at him which he returned. Miley watched as Oliver turned back to continue with his second plate before turning back to her own waffles with a smile. Lilly smirked widely at this and leaned over as to grab the syrup and hissed in Miley's ear, "You're even singing a song with him right next to you?"

"Oh shut up," Miley said once again in attempted annoyance but her smile remained on her face.

"You are so deep..." Lilly whispered as she returned to her waffles.

Miley shook her head and continued with her waffles after glancing at Oliver quickly, who was busy finishing his third plate. Rolling her eyes at the glance, Lilly stood up and pushed her empty plate forward.

"Well I'm off. Thanks for breakfast Mr. S," Lilly said as she stood up and grabbed her bag.

"Where are you off to?" Oliver asked with a confused look.

"Home to shower then off to Rico's to hang out with Jackson while he works."

"Great! Have fun," Miley said as she pushed her own plate forward. Turning to Oliver she asked, "Are you finished yet? We need to get going too."

Now looking completely confused, he asked, "Where are we going?"

"The mall of course! I want to look for some new stuff," she said excitedly.

Oliver's eyes widened slightly in fear. Looking at his watch-less wrist, he said, "Wow look at the time. I really need to be getting–"

"Oh no you don't," Miley said sternly. Putting her hands on her hips as she looked at him, she said, "You will wait for me while I go shower and get dressed, then you and I are going to the mall so I can look for some new dresses and outfits."

Oliver stood there staring blankly in response. A small smile on her face now, she turned to her father and said, "Eleven o'clock right Daddy?"

"Right Bud," Robby Ray said, who had been watching the scene with a bemused smile.

Smiling happily, she skipped upstairs, leaving a very confused looking Oliver. Turning to Robby Ray, he asked, "What just happened?"

Laughing, Robby Ray started gathering up the dishes and replied, "Son, you were just coerced into going shopping. Get used to it."

As Oliver stood there still confused, Robby Ray chuckled to himself softly.

"Reminds me of myself and Susan. She used to be able to drag me anywhere too..." he said with a sigh.

Oliver's confused expression was quickly replaced by a look of realisation at his words. He looked hesitantly at Robby Ray who looked as if he was controlling a smirk. Looking around frantically, he grabbed the stack of dishes from Robby Ray's hands and took them to the sink.

"Why don't I help you out with these, sir?" he said quickly.

Forty-five minutes later, Miley came down the stairs to see her father sitting on a chair watching the telly and Oliver sitting on the opposite side of the sofa, carefully avoiding his eyes. Cocking her eyebrow slightly, she walked into the living room and quickly sat next to Oliver, startling him, and turned to look at her father.

"We ready to go yet?" she asked with a smile.

"You bet. Let's go!" Oliver said quickly as he stood up and rushed out the front door. Miley watched Oliver run out with a confused expression on her face and turned to her father who had a small smirk on his face.

"What did you do Daddy?" she asked.

"I don't know what you're talking about Bud," he replied with a small smile. Turning off the telly and tossing the remote onto the table, he turned and went to grab his keys. Miley narrowed her eyes at her father and stood up from the sofa.

"Daddy...? What did you do?" she asked sternly with her hands on her hips.

"We best be goin' Bud. No need to keep Oliver waiting out there," he said as he walked swiftly out the front door.

Miley frowned but walked out after him and stood next to Oliver as her father locked the front door. As Robby Ray turned from the front door and started to walk to the car, Oliver smirked at Miley and raised his hand quickly.

"Shotgun!" he said as he sprinted to the passenger-side door. Miley opened her mouth in mock anger.

"No fair!"

"Sorry Bud, but Oliver called it fair and square as laid down by the Official Laws of Calling Shotgun," Robby Ray said as he sat down in his seat and buckled up.

Miley folded her arms in mock annoyance and sat down in the back. As Oliver took his seat in the passenger seat and looked back, Miley stuck her tongue out at him, an action returned by Oliver. Miley smirked now as she leaned forward to speak to Oliver.

"You might have won this, but don't forget, we're going to the mall," she said with a smirk as Oliver's eyes widened slightly. "We're going to look at shoes, dresses... the whole works."

Oliver closed his eyes and rubbed his temples slightly as he asked, "How did I get forced into this again?"

"It's a talent," Miley responded with a smile. Grabbing a hold of his arm and resting her head on his shoulder, she mockingly said, "And Ollie and I are going to have so much fun."

Oliver turned to look at Robby Ray who was currently failing at attempting to hold back a smirk. Turning his head slightly, he winked at Oliver and chuckled quietly to himself. Oliver frowned slightly at him, but remained silent as he pulled into the parking lot of the mall.

Pulling to a stop, Robby Ray waited as Oliver and Miley unbuckled and stepped out of the car. As Miley walked around to the driver-side door, Robby Ray pulled out his wallet.

"Give me a ring at home when you two are finished here," he said as he pulled out his credit card and handed it to Miley. Miley excitedly attempted to snatch it out of his hand but he kept a firm hold on it as he said, "Please try and be reasonable, Bud."

Miley sighed and nodded, finally taking the card as he let go. As she went to walk around the car to join Oliver, Robby Ray said with a wink, "Have fun."

Miley stopped dead and spun around to scowl at her father but he was already driving off with a smile on his face and laughing to himself. Frowning as her father drove off, her frown was quickly replaced with a large smile as she then quickly turned around and snatched Oliver's hand and walked forward eagerly.

"Let's go, no time to waste."

Oliver groaned but couldn't hold back a smile as he allowed himself to be dragged into the mall by an excited Miley. She dragged him to a map of the mall and she paused momentarily as she scanned it. She smiled widely and pointed to a store on the map.

"We're going to look at dresses first," she said happily and proceeded to drag him by the hand to a nearby escalator.

Upon entering the store, Miley looked around in awe as Oliver groaned and stepped back to sit on a nearby chair.

"I'll wait here."

"Fine, fine, whatever," Miley said distractedly. "I'll come grab you over when I'm trying them on."

"Oh boy," Oliver said sarcastically, earning him a glare by Miley. Quickly changing his expression to one of slightly forced excitement, he repeated, "Oh boy!"

Miley gave him a stern, but amused look, and turned to go look at dresses. Oliver leaned back into the chair but paused as he felt his pocket vibrate. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out his cell phone and flipped it open to read a text from Lilly.

"Having fun with Miles?"

Oliver frowned and typed back, "She dragged me to go shopping with her."

A few seconds later his cell vibrated again, this time reading, "Aww, going shopping with your girlfriend?"

Frowning even more, he typed back, "It's Miles. You know we're just friends. And have I ever told you that you text fast?"

A mere five seconds later, his cell vibrated yet again.

"So cute, Miles and Ollie going shopping together. Miles gets to show off dresses and Ollie gets to carry her bags. Then you'll probably go eat together. So, so cute. And yes, I am AWESOME at texting! Got to go, I'll text you and Miles after your date."

Oliver frowned deeply now and closed his cell with a firm snap. His angry musings were interrupted by Miley snatching his hand and pulling him up.

"I found some great ones! I need you to come tell me what you think as I try each one on," she said excitedly.

Oliver's frown was instantly replaced by a bemused smile. He rolled his eyes, but allowed himself to be dragged to the fitting rooms. Upon entering, she pushed him down to sit in a chair against the wall and entered her room. A minute later, Miley opened the door wearing a red dress. Oliver's eyes widened slightly.

"I wasn't sure about this one especially," Miley said as she tugged at the bottom of it. She looked up for Oliver's response, biting her lip nervously. Oliver remained silent, apparently incapable of speech. Miley cocked an eyebrow at him.

"I'm asking what you think of this one Oliver," she said with a slightly annoyed voice. As Oliver remained silent, her head fell.

"I knew it, this looks awful on me," she said in disappointment. Oliver snapped awake at this.

"You look gorgeous," he blurted out. Miley snapped her head up at this, her eyes widening slightly. Oliver's eyes bulged at realisation of what he just said and he began to stutter.

"I mean you... err... the dress looks gorgeous... I mean you look... you're gorgeous... I... it's a nice dress..."

Oliver closed his mouth and looked to be fighting to control the colour in his face. Miley cocked her eyebrows in amusement.

"Okay... thanks though," she said happily as she stepped back inside and closed the door again. Talking through the door, she said, "I didn't think I looked good in the red one so thanks. I want you to see a couple more."

As Miley stepped out in different dresses, Oliver responded to each one with, "That's nice, you look pretty in that."

After showing off her last dress, Miley clicked her tongue impatiently as she changed back to her original clothes.

"You didn't help at all," she said through the door. "All you did was compliment my choice in colour and tell me I looked pretty... which was very sweet by the way."

Smiling as she stepped out with the dresses, he asked, "Did I win any points for that?"

Smiling, she replied, "Yes, but you're still a doughnut." Grabbing his hand and pulling him with her out of the fitting rooms to the register, she added, "And I'm blaming buying all of these on you. You just couldn't make up your mind."

Oliver rolled his eyes as Miley handed the dresses and her father's credit card to the cashier.

"Where are we going next?"

"To look for skirts of course!" Miley replied happily. As Oliver sighed, she added, "That will be it actually, and then we can stop for lunch. We don't have to look at shoes or anything else."

Oliver smiled but it was quickly wiped away as the cashier handed the bags to him and the credit card back to Miley, wishing them a good day. Oliver looked confusedly at Miley who smiled happily and grabbed his arm and dragged him out of the store to continue shopping.

An hour later, Miley finally agreed to finish the shopping day by eating at the food court, much to the happiness of Oliver. As they found a spot, Oliver set her bags down and volunteered to go get food for the both of them. Miley smiled and watched him leave but was interrupted by her cell phone vibrating in her pocket. Pulling it out and opening it, she saw that Lilly had sent her a text message.

"Having fun with your doughnut, Ollie?"

Rolling her eyes, she quickly typed back, "OLIVER and I are having fun shopping yes. He is not mine!"

Shortly after her cell vibrated again, Lilly responding, "You wish lil' Ollie was yours."

Frowning now, she typed back, "What do you want? If you just want to tease me I'm just going to ignore you."

A few seconds later, Lilly's response read, "I'm just messing with you again, chill Miles. I was just wondering what you two have been up to. Has he complained about a sore back yet lol."

Smiling now as she thought, she typed back excitedly, "Lol, not yet, but I bought a few new dresses, and some very nice skirts! Oliver has been carrying my bags and now he's getting us lunch before my dad comes and picks us up."

Less than a minute later, Lilly responded, "OMG, you bought dresses in preparation of your first date! I'll help you pick it out later. Are you sure you're not secretly dating? He's carrying your bags and buying you lunch..."

Miley frowned again, and typed, "NO! You already know that we aren't! He's just being nice, not to mention I kind of dragged him along anyways."

Shortly after, Lilly replied, "Miley, Miley, Miley... I can see I'm getting nowhere with you lol. Jackson and I are going out again tonight and we would love it if you two joined us again. It was fun. No need to respond, just offering... I'll talk to you later."

Miley frowned further and closed her cell phone with a firm snap and put it back into her pocket. She paused though momentarily as if contemplating something, biting her lip in thought. Looking up, she saw Oliver approaching with two trays of food. Subconsciously smoothing out her shirt and skirt, she smiled at him as he set one tray down in front of her. Sitting down across from her, he immediately began digging into his own food. Miley rolled her eyes but watched him with a smile.

"You're such a doughnut you know that?"

Oliver merely smiled and continued eating. Miley slowly began eating hers, occasionally glancing up at Oliver. After a couple glances, Oliver happened to look up as Miley was watching him. Miley quickly looked down and continued eating, leaving Oliver with a confused expression on his face.

"What?"

"Nothing!" Miley responded quickly, keeping her face down this time.

"Do I have something on my face?" he asked as he wiped around his face with the back of his hand.

"No, no... just sort of wondering..." she said quietly. Looking up at him, she smiled nervously, playing with her food a little, and added, "Well, Lilly just texted me and said she and Jackson are going out again."

Oliver had frozen at the mention of Lilly texting her, but relaxed as Miley continued. Rolling his eyes, he asked, "So they're trying to drag us along again?"

Smiling even more nervously, she hesitantly added, "No, not exactly. This time Lilly just asked if we would like to go with them." Smiling confidently now, she added, "I mean it was kind of fun wasn't it? Just hanging out?"

Smiling now himself, he replied, "Yeah it was pretty fun. That wouldn't be such a bad thing right?"

"Yeah, just having dinner together?" she said with a smile before freezing at realisation of her words. Hurried, she added, "... with Lilly and Jackson of course!"

Oliver stared at her with a blank look. Miley sighed quietly with a smile and rolled her eyes.

"You get the idea Oliver. You're such a doughnut. Have I mentioned that?"

Oliver merely stuck his tongue out in reply, causing Miley to giggle.

"So it's settled then? Dinner with Lilly and Jackson tonight?"

"It's a date," Oliver replied with a smile as he returned to shovel down his food, missing the wide eyed expression and small smile on Miley's face. Smiling a little bigger, Miley pulled out her cell phone and sent a quick text message to Lilly.

"Sure, Oliver and I will come have dinner with you tonight."

Glancing up at Oliver as he continued to eat hungrily, she rolled her eyes and smiled, turning back to finish her own food.

A/N: Once again, you all are bloody brilliant! 36 reviews for two chapters? Blimey! Thanks for reading and reviewing everyone. As always, I want to hear your thoughts, positive or not. If you did not like summat, that's okay, help me fix it with constructive criticism. I want to strengthen my weaknesses. Help me out. Thanks everyone. Cheers!