Disclaimer: I don't own anything. No Hannah Montana things or the song Breath (2AM) by Anna Nelick
Chapter 3 – Breath
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table
No one can find the rewind button, girl.
So cradle your head in your hands
And breathe...
Just breathe
Flashback
1 year had passed since Lilly had come to him, beaten and bruised. Her father was now in jail, but sadly he would soon be out on the streets once more. He could tell that this made Lilly scared, he would to be, but he had promised her that he never would let him come near her again. If he did, Oliver would personally brake every single bone in that bastards body. He might not be the biggest lad around, but that would not stop him. Nothing would, because Lilly was everything to him and he would even kill for her.
Lilly had changed a lot since all this, which was understandable, but still, he wanted his happy Lilly back. She had turned all badass Lilly to everyone around her except for Miley and him. Her fuck the world attitude scared most people away, but not him; he knew she still was his Lil-ay. She still came to him every time she had nightmares or when her mom brought strange guys home after a night out. And the three of them would still have their movie nights. And he still loved her more then ever.
Their relationship had evolved. He just wasn't sure if it was in a positive matter. They weren't together, but they kissed, they could date other people, but it never lasted long. He understood why though… Who wanted to date a boy who constantly put his best (girl)friend first instead of his actual girlfriend? And who wanted to date a girl who would rather come crying to her best)friend who was a guy then to her boyfriend?
"Hey Oliver." Trisha sent him a warm smile. They had been dating for 4 mounts now, and that was basically the longest relationship he had ever been in. He knew she cared deeply for him, maybe even loved him, but he couldn't bring himself to return those feelings back. He wanted to so badly, but Lilly was always there. Every time he felt like he was getting a step closer to get over her, she could always sweep him right off his feet again with a kiss or some words, or even sometimes with just a look or a touch. He could tell Trisha felt that something was going on, but instead of giving him an ultimatum or set him strait, she just asked him about it one time. She said that she would only ask once and if he said that nothing was going on she would try to ignore all the rumours about him and Lilly and believe him. He had of course told her that nothing was going on between them and that Lilly was just his best friend, nothing more. His original plan was to actually keep it that way. He was serious about quitting Lilly, but as he got to her house he somehow ended up pressing her up against the wall, while he's hand was roaming her body and with her doing the same. He had known that he should have stopped, but he couldn't help but to get lost in her. He needed her and she needed him.
She was like an addiction he just couldn't quit. He knew that he would be forever lost in her. This didn't mean that he didn't feel guilty, because he did, a lot. Oliver knew that what he was doing was making a fool out of Trisha, but he couldn't bring himself to break it off with her. He did care for her and in some ways he was happy with her.
"Oliver?" her concerned voice broke through his thoughts, "Did something happen?" he must have his guilty face on. Or maybe it was just the fact that he had still to answer her.
"No, no…I was just thinking about some stuff, that's all." Lilly to be exact… He tried to not let his guilt show on his face.
"So what are you planning for your birthday?" asked Trisha while settling down at his lap.
"Eh, I actually don't know…I was kinda hoping that the three of us, since Miley is away, could do something?" he began nurseling her neck.
"You, me…and Trus- I mean Lilly? She sounded sceptical. And she looked uncomfortable.
"Yeah… I really would like you to get to know her. I promise you that you will love her," he puppy dogged her, "please!" Trisha sighed.
"Fine, but please no remember when's´?
"I promise." He gave her a smile and kissed her full on the mouth. "Thank you by the way" he mumbled in-between kisses.
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The door rang and Oliver went to open it. A gorgeous blonde came into his vision. She was wearing her usual cloths and had her hair in yet a new fashion. He wondered how she came up with all her hair dues…
She was standing with a present in her hands, packed in a colourful wrapping paper and it was rather poorly wrapped.
"I see you packed the present yourself this year." He joked and sent her a smile. She made a face and stuck her tongue at him.
"Do you want it or not?" She was faking mad, he could tell. It wasn't really hard considering the fact that she couldn't help but smile. "You know the way."
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Once inside, Lilly put the gift on the table.
"Guess what it is!" Her voice and her face showed excitement. Oliver made a face, "Do I have to?" he wined while looking at her with what he was convinced was puppy dog eyes. Lilly gave him a stern look.
"Of course you have to! Did I make it sound like it was voluntary? I meant; Guess", she made her voice sound like an officers; stern and commanding, "what it is." A sigh escaped Oliver.
"Is it a pony?" She shook her head, "No, guess again!"
"Eh… I know! It is that Barbie doll I wanted for ages isn't it?" Lilly laughed that godsend laughter he loved so much and chocked out a no.
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After guessing for half an hour Lilly got frustrated and handed him the gift.
"Ah, just open it, will you." Oliver smirked and nodded his pretty brunette head.
He started taking of the wrapping paper, slowly, as if he was trying to savour this moment, or maybe this wrapping paper? A box came into his vision. He opened it and found a smaller box. Oliver looked at Lilly with confusion written all over his face. Lilly merely smile a secretive smile, and nodded in encouragement. He continued to open the boxes that keep appearing, when he at least opened the last one. It reviled what looked like a gift card. He saw that Lilly was grinning from ear to ear now.
He took up what he believed to be a gift card and read what it had to say out loud.
"Happy Birthday Ollie! I hope you like, no, LOVE this gift card I'm giving you! I know you always wanted that guitar, and well now you can buy it! Love, Lils." Oliver looked at Lilly, unable to say or do anything. "How? How- You- Can't!" He couldn't believe what she had given him. It was unbelievable. He felt his eyes starting to sting a bit, must be something in the air…
"Of course I can Ollie, and I did. You better be really passionate about that guitar, cus I've been saving for, like 4 years!" Oliver walked over to where she was standing and wrapped his arms around her in such a way that Lilly's heart pop because of the love he was giving into the hug. "Thank you", he whispered in her ear, and started to pull away slightly before leaning in again, but this time it was not so that he could give her a hug...
Soon their kisses became more heated. More passionate. And he had no idea on how they had ended up on the floor of his parents' living room. She started to open the buttons on the button up shirt he was wearing, and he trailed kisser down her collarbone. Gone was time and worries. All he could thing about was her and all her beauty.
"Oliver?" he quickly looked up and saw that Trisha was standing in his doorway with a fallen cake at her feet. Oliver jumped off of Lilly and ran his hand throw his hair. "Fuck." He mumbled.
Lilly, who was still on the floor, pushed herself up and cleared her throat, "I'm really sorry Trisha, I-" She looked down before continuing, "We…eh…I'm so sorry!" with that Lilly walked passed Oliver and Trisha and ran out the door.
Silence flooded the room, except for the sniffing noises that escaped Trisha.
"I trusted you! I asked if something was going on and you said no! I trusted you even though everyone told me not to. They all said that you guys were more then just best friends, yet I choose to believe otherwise. How silly of me…" She shook her head while wiping away her tears. Oliver swallowed hard. "You have to believe me when I say that I really didn't want for this to happen…It's just that Lilly…She's like an addiction to me. I can't quit her. I wanted to be with you and only you, but then there's Lilly…"
"You love her, don't you?" he looked at her. Her eyes were red and puffy, and tears were running down her cheeks. He merely nodded his head; because he did not manage to say the words to this broken girl. Trisha took a deep breath and laughed an unstable laughter, "Happy birthday then…" she said, turned around and with her head high and walked out the door.
He fucked up…
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End of flashback
Everything was a blur after he stepped pass those doors. He wasn't thinking clearly, all he could think about was her and the fact that she might not make it. She could die. Fade, disappear from this earth. He would never be able to hear her strange laughter or be amused by the irritation she expressed when he annoyed her. Losing her would be like losing life itself and he did not wish to live without life.
He could hear somebody calling him, but it all seemed so far away. He didn't even recognize the voice, nor could he tell if it came from a woman or a man.
He felt himself slid down the wall that apparently was behind him. This wasn't real. This was all but a dream, right?
Closing his eyes, Oliver prayed for the second time in his life, hoping that this time his prays would come true.
"Oliver? Talk to me…Talk to me!" Miley screamed at Oliver, trying to get him to at least look at her. Robbie Ray put a hand on her shoulder.
"Miley, no, let him be." Miley violently shook her head.
"But, but-"
"No, I think he needs to be alone with his thoughts right now. There is nothing you can do for him. He needs to just be by himself. He knows that he can come to you." Robbie Ray said, pulling his daughter away from her ghost of a friend.
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It had been hour since someone had tried to communicate with him, and frankly he preferred it that way.
"Do you," a voice spoke, Miley's to be exact, "think that you are the only one who's broken? My BEST friend is lying there, fighting for her life!" Oliver didn't answer; he was trying to block her out, because if he did, none of this would be real. If he just stayed in his head, he could be with Lilly forever and she would never leave him. He knew that it was unfair to Miley, but it was the way he had to do it, in order to not breakdown, he needed to do it this way. He had yet to shed any tears since he arrived here at the camber of torture.
That's what it was. It was torture to just lean against a wall that smelled of death, sickness and old people. Torture to sit here with a bunch of people who were crying there hearts out, while he could do nothing to comfort them and most of all; it was torture to just sit here, leaned against a wall while the love of his life was fighting for her life and he found himself helpless. He had been in this position once before, but this time it was far worse.
"Perhaps it's the fact that you don't really care? You never did! All you do is make jokes out of everything, even when it came to Lilly. You knew she was hurting so why pick on her?! She has had enough to deal with without you harassing her every chance you get!" Miley was looking for a reaction and he knew it, but what he also knew was that some of the things she said were actually stuff she meant and that hurt him, probably more then she would ever understand. So instead of answering back, Oliver pushed himself up off the floor and walked way from Miley.
A/N: So this was suppose to be a song fic, but I'm not so sure anymore… Also, I might rewrite the first chapter because I feel like it no longer fits with the rest of the story, but I don't know. I know that I have a tendency of writing Miley a bit mean, but it sorta just happens. I actually do like her, well not as much as Lilly and Oliver of course, but still, I do like her, it just that she fits to be a bit mean at times. And I know that the guitar thing is so over used, but I had too
And I'm sorry that it took so long for me to update, but I've been busy with homework and such. We have our midterm practice exams now, alas, I've been studying, or at least trying to.