AN: This is a story that without Marissa (drummer8907) wouldn't be here. Thanks for looking at it and giving me the confidence to post it. :)
WARNING: Things get pretty hot and heavy in here. So if you don't like 'oh yeah' its not for you. It's the place where all the tension that's been built up is getting released. ENJOY :)
Dedicated to: Marissa :) again, thanks so much, looking forward to yours!

No, no, no, no, no. Not here. Hold back. I need to be the good boyfriend and hold back, then again she is asking for it. Literally. No, no, no, no, no, Oliver, you can do this buddy. This is the only thing going on in Mike's head: encouraging himself not to do the things he so desperately wants to do.

"Come on Ollie." She said smiling sweetly with a hint of lust and still holding out her hand waiting for him to grab it.

"No. No. No. No. No." he repeated as if trying to confirm to himself that that is what he did not want.

"Oh, woah. Does my Ollie-Pop have a backbone?" she smiled at him putting her hands on her hips.

"Only sometimes, sweetheart." He returned the smile.

"Well, can you turn it off for right now?" she asked sitting in his lap and leaning her head on his shoulder.

"Get off me, Lils. We're going to get caught." He said pushing her off of him and over next to him. She turned over to him and looked deep into his eyes and frowned, "Please." She begged.

"No, Miles has still got a couple numbers to go. We can wait it out, babe. Good things come to those who wait." Mike grinned.

"No, they don't. Knowing Hannah, once she finishes the concert she will want us to come home and hang out, and I'm not going to let us have to sit with her and listen to her drone on and on about anything and everything with how we are feeling. AKA: not a good thing, so no! Good things don't come to those who wait."

"I knew you were having some issues." He grinned sweetly.

"Oh more than you'll ever know." She said while her brain was going miles an hour about how to get him to change his mind.

"Who's ready to get CRAZY?!" Hannah screamed out the crowd. The crowd roared in applause and yells. Mike swore he saw Lola look at him, roll her eyes and whisper, "Me."

"That's what I thought!!! You ready? Whoo! Here we go!" she yelled. The crowd screamed apparently this song was a favorite.

Mike groaned this song was not helping.

"Let's Get Crazy." She smiled seductively.

"We can wait, honey." His mouth was saying something that the rest of his body did not agree with.

"But doesn't 'the beast' wanna come out and play?" she asked resting her hand lightly in his lap.

"He's in time-out for over reacting." He said taking her hand off and trying to calm himself.

"Dress it up or dress it down."

Lilly pleaded more with her eyes. Taking her hand and picking at the shoulder of his wifebeater, then using other hand sweeping her hand along his zipper, tugging at it, barely.

"Dress it down, pwease." She said using her water colored eyes making Mike melt.

"Lils, please stop." he said pushing her hand out of the way of his zipper.

"Let's get crazy
Yeah just kick up your heels
Don't miss out, time to shout
Always keeping it real
Let's get crazy
Crazy" Hannah sang out.

Lola coughed looking towards him. This is when Mike appreciated Hannah's next near clean lyrics though each part he related to Lilly:

"Our songs, our style"-Coldplay vs Radiohead
"Our hair, our smile"-my mophead of hair that Lilly likes to run her hands through.
"Our laughs, our heart"-Her laugh is everything. She laughs to cover things up. She laughs to laugh and she laughs to express every single kind of emotion. Our hearts? Those were handed over to each other as soon as we met, not expecting a return.
"Our grace, our smarts"-We have no grace. We made out in our best friend's dressing room, for Pete's sake. And the fact that we are holding back it all, and were not very graceful about it. Our smarts? As far as smarts, the smartest thing we've done today would be not attacking each other in front of everyone. Though I have a feeling that's going to change soon.
The clean thoughts soon leave Mike as Lola pulls him from the seat and whispers on cue with Hannah,
"Meet me on the dance floor and we'll make the scene."

Mike is standing there awkwardly until Lola says in sync with Hannah each time: "Let's Get Crazy!"
"Were waiting."

"…to Get Crazy."

"Wait."

"Crazy."

"Wait."

"Crazy."

This litany continues for a couple more times until Lola snaps,

"I'm not waiting for my best friend to get off the stage and give me permission to make out with my boyfriend! Lillian Truscott does what she wants when she wants." She said frustrated, "Like sing, or hug or speak or-" she said smashing her lips against his completely stunning him as she pressed her body into his with the same enthusiasm.

Fireworks went off. Their eyes, though they were closed saw fireworks beaming with bright neon colors. The sensation of seeing this could have been set off by 3 things: the need had been building and building but release had come and they exploded, it could've been the fact that each other's touch always elicited that imagery, or the fact that tons of cameras were capturing this very indiscreet moment on camera, using the flash rapidly.

Lola then took matters into her own hands and drug the both of them with their lips still attached to one another into the closest dressing room, Hannah's. The paparazzi followed them all the way to the door where Lola quickly, but expertly used her foot to slam the door in their faces before they got another extra picture.

Lola placed her hands on Mike's chest and continued to ravish him with kisses, as Mike realized he wasn't going to get his way and he wasn't in the public eye he began to respond with the same intensity as Lola.

"The beard has to go." She grumbled as he kissed his way down as the hair in his makeshift beard tickled her sensitive neck. She ran her fingers across it and found the underside of the adhesive making it stick to his chin and pulled hard mumbling to him, "Just like a band-aid, hon." It came off and she threw it on the ground and looked up at him and grinned "There's my Ollie-Pop." She then took her index finger and ran it across his chin now exposed and she placed her lips back on his.

"My beard is off. Now your wig must go." He said taking his hand and placing it on top of her head and pulled as hard as he could with two hands but the Wig Stick-Um was so thickly coated underneath that it didn't rip off and ended up with Lola just yelling, "Ow! STOP! OW! OLIVER!"

"Sorry, baby, but it's gotta come off." He said leaning near her and then trailing kisses down her jawline.

"Okay." Lola whined.

"Like a band-aid, remember?" he smiled and took his lips off her neck.

Oliver grabbed at the wig again and used the wall as leverage to pull the wig off by putting his foot on the wall with two hands grasped in the fake hair and he pulled as hard as he could. As soon as he started to pull using the wall the wig began to loosen and then it came off after he used extreme force and , but because Oliver hadn't noticed he fell up against the wall still holding the wig in his hands. Lilly decided to take full advantage of his position and waltzed over to him then sat down on the floor where he was and crawled up on top of him and she took the wig out of his hands and tossed it a few feet away.

"Craaazy." She moaned against him as she found his lips on hers and he smiled against her and moaned in reply, "I love when you take charge."

She gave him a smirk and wrapped her arms around him. Oliver sat up and Lilly took this moment to wrap her legs around him and kissing his lips but he could rip away and kiss down her neck to her collarbone to everywhere that was exposed by her shirt bringing his lips as far down as the garment would allow without being moved. Lilly's head was thrown back allowing him more access and he ran his lips against her neck to her chin and then back to her lips.

The couple were most definitely not Lola and Mike anymore. The defining garments, the wig and the beard had been tossed now they were Lilly and Oliver in just some funky outfits.

"Lilly." He smiled against her lips.

"Who?" she giggled grabbing the wig on the floor and putting it on top looking very disheveled.

"No." Oliver groaned grabbing the wig and throwing it across the room, "Lilly. Lilly. Lilly. Lilly. You are Lilly not Lola, and I love being able to say your name without the constant hushing." He said in between the kisses down her neck and back up to underneath her ear.

"Ollie. Oliver. Ollie-Pop." She gasped as soon as his lips hit contact with her ear. His teeth grazed here making her arch into him. She pulled herself closer to him so they were chest to chest and there was no gap. In every sense of the phrase, 'they were on top of each other.' Lilly's hand found its way to drawing spirals on his chest as the other hand became entangled in his hair.

"Yeah just kick up your heels" Hannah sang wildly off key as Oliver sang it on key while holding Lilly's heels in his hands leaving her stranded, straddled on top of him.

"Oliver, it's not like I'm going anywhere…" she giggled. He silenced her by nibbling on her ear as the song in the background went to the verse, "Don't miss out time to shout!"
"Ohh!" she shouted as he bit a little harder sending waves like electricity through her body. Oliver went to hush her but then realized that he didn't have to and bit just a tiny bit harder and the 'oh' kept becoming louder until the pressure became too much because Oliver was so absorbed in the current moment he didn't think how hard he was biting down "OW! OW! OW!" she yelled the loudest of all ripping away from him.

"I'm sorry Lilly-Pop." he said as she settled back into his arms with her legs still wrapped around him.

"Its 'kay." She smiled giddy, "But it's my turn for torture."
"It looks like we've moved on from bickering to torture to sexual torture." He grinned.
"Huh. It looks like it." She giggled.

"What will we come up with next?" he chuckled adjusting himself so that Lilly was closer as he let go of her feet. She wrapped her legs around his torso smiling.

"You just wait." She smirked deviously.

"Hey Lils, when are you-" he began but she cut him off by running her hand across his zipper and then up his chest and then cupping her hands around his face and kissing him deeply.

Oliver wasn't able to say anything but he was more turned on than he had been all night. She was taking charge and cutting him off. 'If being beautiful wasn't enough? I've got the best girlfriend.' He grinned to himself while his thoughts took him places.

She continued the cycle of zipper, chest, and kiss a few more times until she knew if she did anymore he was going to try to pin her down and get rid of the longing he had. The next time she skipped the zipper and found the hem of his wifebeater and slipped underneath moving up to his chest in a zig-wag motion. He let go of her to lift his arms as she helped take the shirt off and flung it over to the side.

"Congrats, Lils! You didn't rip it this time." He grinned pridefully because he still had his shirt.

"That's true." She said snagging it from the ground and then ripping it down the middle.

"I don't want you to do that! I was kidding!" he yelled.

"Too bad." She said tracing circles against his chest adjusting pressure from light to medium and then to hard.

"Oh Lil, Lilly, Oh Lilly." He said loosing trace of his current comeback and then mumbled, "Okay, rip everyone of my shirts-----" he began and then she moved from hard back to light and he in barely a whisper, "---I don't mind."
She smiled and grabbed at his belt and waved to it as if saying "Goodbye."

"Hey now, look at how we compare. You have all your clothing on." He said.

She kicked off her flats and smiled, "Even?"

"Not even close." He smirked. He took pointed to her shirt, and waved the same she had done.
She pulled it off and tossed it over somewhere on the floor and he kissed her right where her heart is and then traced a heart on top of his kiss, "I love you, baby."

"Hmmm, me too." She said throwing her head back and having control by placing her hands on the ground keeping her from falling into a heap. Giving Oliver a nice view and allowing for him to take advantage of her front clasped bra. He released it and helped it off her shoulders, throwing it over in the ever-growing pile of discarded clothes.

It no longer mattered how many times he had seen her without anything covering her, she was like an expensive wine. It got better with age. Sure, they'd had practice, but this was the first time on the floor with paparazzi hanging out by the door and in Hannah's dressing room. Lilly looked around and saw what a mess they had made but laughed it was then that Oliver decided to kiss everywhere on her chest giving her more butterflies. She pressed her chest up against him taking control and kissing him deeply. He looked deep into her eyes and kissed her from her bellybutton to her face lingering at her lips.

He slipped off the necklace that was giving him troubles earlier and smiled as he kissed again everywhere that necklace had been making it so that he could finally fulfill his dream to be her necklace. He then took her breasts into his hands kneading them softly but not taking his eyes off of her letting her know he wouldn't ever leave her like all of her past boyfriends had done. This is the only reason that they were in this position now. Lilly knew Oliver well enough and trusted him with the world, so because of this there were no worries like her past relationships.
Lilly pulled at his pants and Oliver pulled at her skirt asking one another to remove the articles. They both do reluctantly, not moving from the current position: Oliver on the floor against the wall and Lilly's legs wrapped around him as she was satisfied sitting in his lap.

They look at each other as no words are spoken and understand that Oliver's first. Lilly lifts up off him using upper body strength to hold her up and the floor as a foundation as he slips his pants off. Oliver and Lilly both don't want to untangle Lilly's legs from Oliver so Oliver lifts the skirt up and over her head struggling to get it past her hips and then shoulders because of the tightness.

"Darn, spandex." Lilly grumbles and with a 'oomph' they both are pants-less and the skirt and pants are thrown across the room.

They both look at each other and realization pops in allowing them to understand they both aren't wearing pants.

"Hey Lils?" he asks.

"Mhm?" she answers snapping back to reality

"Who wears the pants in the relationship?" Oliver says stifling a giggle.

"It's always been me. Why?" she asks perplexed.

"Look who's not wearing any pants!" he says pointing to her panties and laughing heartily.

"You're such a dork." She laughs.

She looks down at him and realizes why he is joking around awkwardly. He's uncomfortable. His boxers look as if a tent has been pitched and is there to stay.

She pulls at the waistband of his boxers just barely while he kisses her neck. A breeze comes by and he jerks, "You're cruel!"
"I'm gonna help." She grins.

"Now, would be nice." He smiles rubbing 'the untamed beast' against her leg as he adjusts himself and pulls her closer.

"Ehh, it's not the time!" she squeals.
"Wait, you get me all riled up and then tell me we can't because it's your monthly thing?" he asks pretty mad.

"No. It's just not time to start."

"When do we?" he asks annoyed.

"I can't tell you…"
"What?! Why?!"
"I like the element of surprise."
"You suck, Lillian."
"Thank you." She grins deviously.
"You're gross."
"Wait to be immature." She says and mimics him in a whiny baby voice, "You're gross."
He sticks her tongue out at her and then she does the same to him and then all the sudden they are on top of each other again and she tries to moan against him "surprise" but as soon as she opens her mouth his tongue is in there. She pushed closer to him not realizing how she continues to brush up against 'the beast'. But notices after hearing Oliver moan continuously into her mouth.
Lilly pulls at his boxers again while simultaneously brushing up against him with her hand on purpose. Oliver shows his dorky smile and hooks his index fingers into his boxers, pulls them off with the help of Lilly and throws them into the pile that is still growing.

Lilly smiles at him and they just stare at each other for awhile trying to figure out what made them get so lucky. She then moans against him chanting his name. Oliver takes this as his chance to pull her panties off her and throw them over with all the other discarded undergarments.
"Now's the time to unwind
Lose yourself in the crowd
Let's get crazy" Hannah's lyrics resound.
And with that all holding back is gone and he's inside of her. He kisses every part of her that he can reach and she holds herself up by wrapping her arms around his neck as he has his hands everywhere his lips can't reach. Moaning and groaning and squeals of each other's name are heard as they continue to slam into each other. They begin to tire as they reach their peak and then release simultaneously as the phrase "Oh yeah…" comes out of their mouth.

"Yeah the fun's just begun." Hannah's voice is heard.
The couple then giggle at the irony of the lyrics but hold onto one another as they tire and calm down. Lilly leans her head on his shoulder and Oliver has his hands on her back and gives her a good rub eliciting yet another moan out of her. Lilly kisses his shoulder and then reaches up and kisses his lips as he still rubs his hands into her back and they both say in unison, "I love you." And grin like school children at each other and kiss each other roughly, "I know." Is the answer out of them both. Lilly lifts up and he's out of her she kisses his neck as he kisses the underneath of her ear. She rests herself against him as he is leaning against the wall. Both are thankful for the wall as they are spent and are barely able to sit up. She smiles and allows her hands to entangle once again into his hair.
"Best ever…" he pants still tired and trying to catch his breath.

"Oh yeah!" she pants smirking at the choice of her words and with that Oliver flips their positions and pins her up against the wall and the cycles start all over again.

AN: Ahhh, my first oh yeah!!!! How'd I do? I'd love to know! Just hit review (: thanks for reviewing :D