AN: Well, this is out sooner than I thought, but I'm bored, so why not? Uhm, so this is more Oh Yeah....And thank you Marissa for getting me up the confidence once again to post another chapter :) So this is my last chapter. I'm a little sad to see it go, but ENJOY :D BTW: I still have my innocence I PROMISE!!!
They retreat to the couch to collapse and as Lilly stands up she smiles, "That was some workout, Ollie-Pop."
"One of our best." He grins and falls onto the couch.
"My back kinda hurts from you forcing me against the wall." She says rubbing her lower back.
"I wanted to take control for a minute, you're much better at it." He smirks kissing her cheek.
"You remember that." She says and falls on top of him.
"Oomph." He breathes as all her weight slams into him.
Sweaty skin on sweaty skin. His bangs are stuck to his forehead and Lilly peels them off of him. Sweat is glistening on the both of them everywhere and Lilly smells something revolting.
"Uhm, Ollie, I don't know how to tell you this to you but you stink." She says pulling away a bit from her bare man.
"What? I thought-I thought you were enjoying it." He sulks.
"No. No. No! That, my best friend was the most enjoyable thing ever and I'm kinda sad we're too tired to start up again." She giggles.
"Then what?"
She picks her jaded body off from on top of him and walks over to Miley's vanity and looks through a drawer and finds deodorant and chucks it at him, not aiming. A squeak of pain is heard and she sees where she hit him. He's holding back tears and his face shows so much pain.
"I'm so sorry!!" she says rushing over to him unsure how to console.
"You-choose-this-time-not-to-aim." He breathes out slowly in a higher pitched voice.
She considers doing the thing he's done for her when she's gotten hurt. Ice? Massage? Band-aid? Kiss it? It's all too awkward so she just waits it out. After about ten minutes he breathes, "You injured 'the beast'. At least it's done throbbing."
"I'm so sorry, Ollie!" she says.
"Well your point that I need to put some deodorant was very blatant and I'll make sure that I do that right now." He reaches around and picks it up coating his underarms with the shower scented deodorant.
"I'm so sorry!" she repeats.
"It's okay babe, but ya know what would make me feel better?"
"What?" she asks perplexed on what favor is coming.
"If you were on top of me again… I'm cold." He says holding his arms out again.
She doesn't hide anything as she waltzes over and carefully lies on top of him.
"Everything okay?" she says completely rigid, scared of hurting him.
"Perfect." He smiles and kisses her, she relaxes and stays pressed up to him. She smiles back, "Good. I couldn't bear to lose my Ollie-Pop and his beast that is rightfully mine."
"Well, my beauty, you don't have to worry about that." He says and wraps her arms around her and kisses her neck. She moans and then says, "I don't know about you, but I'm wiped out. And very content lying here with you."
"Yeah, I don't want to move either." He chuckles.
Lilly's eyes begin to close and she tries to curl up her knees, jostling him down there.
"Hon," he coughs loudly, "You trying to get to sleep?"
"Hmmm.." her tired eyes open, "I'm beat and your just so cozy I might just-" she yawns showing how sleepy she is, "fall asleep."
"Go for it. Don't bend your knees though please."
"Oh, sorry. Still hurts?" she asks and then kisses his cheek.
"Some." he sighs.
"I'm sorry." She says feeling as though she can't say it enough.
"It's fine sweetheart." He says running his fingers through her hair.
"Speaking of sweets…."
He groans as he knows where this is going, "You haven't checked your blood sugar today have you?"
"Nope."
"Go!"
"Lilly!"
"Oliver, I will kick you where it hurts if you don't go."
"You wouldn't dare!"
" I threw something there didn't I?"
"Point taken. I'm going."
Lilly slides off of him and sits on the side of the couch arms crossed and knees bent up to her chest to keep her warm while he goes off and obeys. He walks across the room and bends over Lilly can't help but say, "Look at my man, putting on a show. Ladies, he's mine." "My blood sugar thing is in the pocket of my jeans…where'd we put my jeans?" "Over in that corner...good distance, huh?" she smiles widely.
"Mmhmm…" he smiles and walks over to the jeans and pulls it out and pricks his finger, and reads the reading after hearing it beep.
"How is it?" she asks.
"Really low." He replies putting it on top of his jeans.
"Well, that's why you're so tired."
"That and the fact you wore me out." he says collapsing onto the couch and taking his rightful spot.
"No. You're not just going to fall on the couch like that we need some sugar in you and fast."
"But your sweet enough as it is." He whined smiling at her.
"Aww." She smiles at him and stands up and walks over and grabs a piece of cake and a couple forks after looking at the massive dinner Hannah has displayed that was set up by her crew.
"This is huge!!" She says eyeing the piece of cake on the flimsy plate, "We're sharing."
"Why do you always baby me?" he asks as she sits on the couch on top of his stomach. He coughs and moves so that he is sitting up.
"Cause you're my baby, baby." She says and kisses his lips deeply and pulls away handing him a fork.
"Ya know this diabetes thing isn't so bad…"
"Really?"
"Yeah. I'm getting to eat cake with my wonderful girlfriend who just so happens to be naked. It's an epic win, my dear."
Lilly flushes a bright red, "The thing is this just wouldn't be happening if I hadn't checked my blood sugar."
"So-uhm, yeah, so, I was right." She stutters awkwardly and leans her head on his shoulder.
"Yes you were." He says stuffing a piece of cake in his mouth as does Lilly.
"This is some good cake." Lilly says and swallows.
"I agree 100%!" he says with his mouth full, "Cake and my girl, heck 2000%"
"Cake and my man. I love it." She grins and he leans over to kiss her while holding the plate in his hand with the cake. As he leans in so does the cake until the icing and Lilly's body meets and he pulls away and stuffs another bite into his mouth.
"You just got icing on…uhm…my…uhm." She says referring to her chest covered in icing.
"Now, this just made my percentage go up to about a 5000." He laughs, but then stares at her and then back at her icing covered chest.
"You did it. You get it off." She grumbles.
"Really?" he asks warily.
"Mhmm." She says hands on hips and standing up straight.
Oliver takes a finger and runs it across gathering icing on his finger and put the sugary stuff in his mouth and licks it clean. Lilly moans in pleasure and grabs the edge of the couch as she lays down staring at Oliver who is clearly enjoying this.
"Keep going." She moans. He continues sweeping his finger across her chest and eating it getting a pleasurable sigh from Lilly. Every time he sweeps his finger across she would moan loudly.
"Do I-" she paused as she let out a long sigh, "Do I taste good….?"
"No, not really." He paused looking straight at her.
"What!? Why?"
"The icing is good but you, the plate, are sweaty…sweaty icing isn't that good…I would know."
"You never left the stage liking cake more than girls did you?"
He sheepishly looks up at her, "What would you do if I answered that?"
"Urm, I don't know. It depends." She smiles sweetly.
"Well, I'm still at the cake is better than girls."
"I knew it, you're such a doughnut!"
Oliver growls as sexily as he possibly can without laughing, "You cut me off. As I was saying, cake is better than just about all girls except for my girl. My Lilly-Pop."
Lilly awws and kisses him hard and rough but at the same time with a tender touch that makes him wild and wonder how she can do that. When she pulls away she hears Hannah starting up a new song and smiles at him, "Babe?"
"Yes, my lovely Lilly?"
"You're one in a million."
He kisses her and wonders why he deserves this compliment and then listens closely and hears Hannah in the background clapping and he distinctly hears the music beginning in the song with the same title as Lilly has just said.
"You're such a copycat." He smiles at her. He opens his arms and takes her in them she leans her head on him and smiles looking up at him, "How'd I get here? Turned around and there you were didn't think twice or rationalize. Cause somehow I knew."
He smiles and kisses her forehead, "Copying our friends copyrighted lyrics, your bad."
"And what you did a couple moments ago, wasn't?" she retorts pushing up against him.
"Again, really?" he smirks.
"3 hour concert? You wanna be with me or out chilling listening to Hannah."
"You. It's always you." He grins and kisses her shoulder.
"Good, and this time it's going to be done right….me in control." She says pulling away from him and making it so that he is back to lying down on the couch she takes up the little space that is left.
"I'm here, Lils. I'll do whatever you want or don't want me to do." He smiles, knowing that this is going to be a fun time.
"Was that permission?" he nods, "Oliver, I don't NEED permission!" she says pinning him to the couch by his shoulders.
"Oh honey, that wasn't permission….that was an offer you can't refuse." He begins to smile smugly but Lilly interrupts the smile with her lips on his kissing roughly at him. She goes to grab his collar, like she's always done and Oliver ruins the moment by bursting out laughing.
"I'm naked, honey. No shirt on or pants for that matter. No fabric to hold onto." He chuckles. She growls at him and continues where she was. She kisses at his neck and then down to his collarbone where he lets out something in the very back of his throat.
"What was that, Ollie?" she says kissing harder at his collarbone. He moans in reply. She answers, "That's what I thought." She places her hands at his stomach running them up and down from his chest to his stomach. She kisses everywhere her hands have been, and then she smiles at Oliver and trails her hands up to his face caressing him and kissing his nose, mouth, chin, cheeks all the while using her hands on everyplace she can reach. This is when he lets out a throaty almost animal like groan.
"How'd I get here? Turned around and there you were didn't think twice or rationalize. Cause somehow I knew." She grins and kisses his neck once again he puts his hands on her hips and she swats them off, "Me. Lilly. I'm in control. Got it?" he groans as her mouth cuts him off. She smiles as she finds herself in him again controlling their every move.
"That there was more than just chemistry." She smiles at her man as he smiles back because this song describes their relationship too perfectly.
"I mean I knew you were kind of into me" Oliver can't help but say in between pants, "The kind of -part is-not true."
But I figured it's too good to be true." Lilly laughs because it's all too true.
"I said, "Pinch me, where's the catch this time?"
Can't find a single cloud in the sky
Help me before I get used to this guy" Oliver takes this time to pinch his girlfriend's butt earning him her hands clawing into his back.
Lilly grasps onto Oliver's hair and she pushes into him quickening their pace.
"They say that good things take time
But really great things happen
In the blink of an eye"
Oliver tries to explain to him that she is getting close. Lilly doesn't listen as she throws her head back because she can already feel it coming along.
"Thought the chances to meet somebody
Like you were a million to one
I cannot believe it, you're one in a million" Lilly claws her nails farther into his back making Oliver squeak out an "Oh yeah…" as they both release and collapse onto each other. As Lilly falls onto him he falls out of her. She lifts her head kisses the closest part to her, it happens to be his bicep. He laugh and pants out, "Lilly, likey me muscles."
"Lilly likey, Ollie. Lilly, likey a lot." Lilly pants in response.
They lay on one another a little longer and as soon as Lilly and Oliver gather strength they change positions where Oliver is sitting with his back on the arm of the couch and his girlfriend leaning against him as his arms are wrapped around her.
"All this time I was looking for love
Tryna make things work that weren't good enough
Till I thought I'm through, said, "I'm done"
And stumbled into the arms of the one"
"Ollie, don't be too disappointed but I'm done for tonight."
"And you've stumbled into the 'arms of the one'. I'm ONE IN A MILLION!" he sings obnoxiously.
She laughs and then laughs harder as Hannah sings louder
"You're making me laugh about the silliest stuff
Say that I'm your diamond in the rough
When I'm mad at you, you come with your velvet touch"
"Lilster?" Oliver asks kissing her neck making her jerk a little bit and giggle as she moans a bit, "Mhmm, Ols--iver?"
"How come you never told me that I have a velvet touch?"
"Every time you touch me…" she moans as his hands move down to her hips, "I forget to tell you."
She brings her hands to his inner thighs and draws tiny circles along them, "But I have a velvet touch too. How come you haven't told me?"
"Same excuse." He moans loudly and then snaps, "I thought we were done?"
"I'm spent…but we can still play around." She smiles sweetly.
"Can't believe that I'm so lucky
I have never felt so happy.
Every time I see that sparkle in your eyes" Oliver replies by singing along with Hannah to her.
"Oliver? Am I-?" she begins trying to finish her sentence before Oliver kisses her and smiles against her lips, "One in a million? Yes, yes you are babe."
"Good." She smiles up at him and sings in sync with Hannah:
"Thought the chances to meet somebody
Like you were a million to one
I cannot believe it, you're one in a million, yeah!"
He smiles at her and wraps his arms tighter around her as they both sigh at the same time, "It's over. The 3 hour concert is over!"
"Well, I want to thank all of ya'll for coming to my concert! I enjoyed you so much! Come again!"
Hannah rushes off stage and hugs her dad who says, "Good show, bud."
"Where are Mike and Lola, daddy?" she asks.
"I'm not really sure. They were here but I left as soon as I saw them going after each other. Your friends…"
"I know. I know. They can't keep off of each other."
"Oh, I meant bickering…"
"Me too!!" she says quickly covering up.
"Well, Hannah, you need to go get ready for us to go, so we can beat the traffic."
"Got it!" she smiles and rushes to her dressing room.
As she runs over to her dressing room where she has to plow through the paparazzi who always crowd her there, because they know she'll come. She grumbles under her breath, "Stupid paparazzi."
"Is it true there's a MIKOLA?! Hannah?!" all of them are yelling at her.
"There is and never will be a Mikola. I promise." She smiles at them with a winning smile.
"Then why were they kissing during your show?" they respond with another question.
"Oh that's normal…." She responds without thinking and rolling her eyes.
"WHAT?!" they all yelled and started mumbling with each other, "I'm beginning to see a new pattern with mistaken couples with Miss. Montana: Jacksannah and now Mikola?!"
"I mean?! What they were doing what?! WHERE ARE THEY?!" she yells quickly catching herself.
"They retreated to your dressing room an hour ago." They all respond.
"Thank you, all. I'm going to go find them and have them come out so they can explain to ya'll what happened."
"That's all we ever ask Miss. Montana." The main paparazzi lady smiled.
"Okay, I need you guys to move so I can get down to the bottom of this." She flashes a million dollar smile and they make a pathway. Her dad makes a crack from far away, "It's like you're parting the Red Sea." Hannah rolls her eyes as she puts her handle on the doorway it feels sweaty. She tries to ignore the fact of how it feels and opens the door anyway being very quiet about it all.
She looks all around the room and its trashed. She looks around ignoring that its clothing on the floor or Lola's wig and Mike's beard. She rationalizes that they just wanted some alone time and on the way in the limo they were already complaining on how the wig and beard felt.
She looks over to the couch where she usually collapses after a good show.
"LILLY, OLIVER?!?!!" she yells seeing her best friends naked curled up in one another's arms.
Lilly tries to cover herself and Oliver responds by, "Oh hey Miles."
"WHAT THE CRAP?!" she yells as loud as possible and covering her eyes as she continues to somehow carry a conversation along with them.
"Oh we just—we just---uhm…" Lilly's words stumble out.
"We just wanted to get away from the spotlight and all." Oliver smiles squeezing his girl closer to him.
"You guys did IT in my dressing room?!?!"
"You told us to hang out back here. That's what we did." He says defending himself and his girlfriend.
"Hang out, doesn't mean SEX!" she yells in response
"You know us. Hang out always means that." He responds calmly.
"You guys disgust me! I have to walk in on you guys kissing and now walking in on this!"
"Hey, when you walked in we weren't doing anything." Lilly jumps in.
"Nice word choice Lils." Oliver smiles and kisses her neck.
"Wait…so you were doing something?!"
"Of course we were. No one strips of their clothes and does nothing." Oliver snaps.
"Except strippers." Miley groans.
"Well, we are no strippers." They both say and notice that Miley's eyes are covered and uncover themselves once again making it so they aren't censored in anyway.
"You guys are gross!" she stomps out of the room and gets out back over to the paparazzi
"Nice seeing you too." Oliver smiles ushering her out.
Miley walks out to the paparazzi and they notice her stunned expression, "Hannah, what happened in there?!"
"I saw something I don't want to see." She answered.
"Like what?!" they yelled back.
"Uhm, I don't wanna talk about it."
"Hannah, baby, were here to talk about even the most down right dirty, breaking career stuff. Go ahead and tell."
"Well, Mike and Lola were making uhm, my uh…. my birthday, uh, present and they yelled at me that they were trying to hide it from me which is why….uhm, they didn't want you guys….to see….the uh….present…..which is also why……they were uhm, kissing, and uh retreated….to the dressing room, so they'd have…..a, uhm, a ya know, cover story." She explained stumbling over everything.
"Thanks Hannah, how do you feel the show went?"
"I think it would've been great if I hadn't had that technical difficulty." She says making them think of something else than what she is thinking of.
Back in the dressing room…
"You truly are one in a million, Ollie." She nuzzles up to him he reaches over behind his head and grabs something.
"I know…blowpop?" he smirks.
"Uhm, no. Never…you've got the wrong girl." She hisses.
"No, Lils. Blowpop…Hannah keeps some over here." he said revealing what he had grabbed a handful of.
"Oh…I'm sorry." She flushes.
"It's okay." He smiles rubbing her back, "Next time, you won't have to ask me twice to come to a Hannah concert, Lilly-Pop." he chuckles.
"We should probably get dressed." She smiles
"With what?!"
"Well, uhm…good point." Lilly chuckles nervously.
"I always make a good point." He smiles poking her nose, "I love you." He smiles.
"I know, or you wouldn't be here backstage with me at the end of Hannah's concert." Lilly says.
"Plus, I don't think Hannah will want to sit with us when we leave so we'll have the backseat to ourselves." He smiles at her.
"Sounds great…I've lost track of what round this will be." Lilly smiles.
Days later the tabloids read:
Hannah Sees Her Unwrapped Best Friends Present and It Leaves Her Distraught
Lilly laughs when Oliver throws the tabloid at her way as the trio are at the beach. Miley just groans and tries to suppress a gag. "You were distraught at what you saw?" Oliver asks.
"More like grossed out." Miley says still trying to not gag.
"Oh this is just payback for everything." Lilly flashes a smile Hannah's way.
"I like payback, Lils." Oliver smiles.
"Ya'll are nasty!!!" she yells.
"Hey look who's talking: Let's Do This, Let's Get Crazy, One in A Million, Old Blue Jeans, Best of Both Worlds and Pumpin' Up the Party." Lilly smirks Oliver's way.
Miley blushes and the conversation stops there.
A Night Backstage….who knew what all it could bring.
AN: That was the last chapter. I feel like crying a little bit. I'm going to miss this story. Thanks so much for reading :)
~Emily