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Lilly slowly made her way to Joe across the sand. There he was, standing at Rico's shack, telling Jackson his order. Each step she took brought her closer and closer…to what? Happiness? Rejection? Embarrassment? True Love? Epic failure?

Maybe that's it. Maybe Lilly just worried too much. They say it's better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all. But they also say that ignorance is bliss. You could love and lose, then live your whole life in heartbreak, reminiscing the good times; or you could not love and never know what you were missing. And the latter sounds so much better.

One problem: Lilly is already in love.

And so, thanks to her pushy friends, Lilly was finally marching her way to the one man who could steal her heart or break her heart. Hopefully the first.

Jackson returned to the counter and handed Joe his smoothie. "Thanks, man," Joe muttered.

"No problem," Jackson mumbled back.

Lilly felt that familiar wave of guilt wash over her. She tore apart a friendship. Before she had second thoughts and chickened out of this again, Lilly thought to her self: Think positive! Think like Miley! Be optimistic…um, in ten years, they will all look back at this and laugh?

His back was still turned, so Joe hadn't noticed Lilly yet. Taking a huge breath, Lilly walked up behind him and tapped his left shoulder. He turned around and raised his eyebrows when he saw it was Lilly.

"…hi," he said.

Lilly smiled, "Hey."

And then she was stuck. What should she do now? All this time she was freaking out about just approaching him; now that she did, she didn't know the next step. Should she just blurt out that she loves him? Should she explain how she's liked for a while now? Should she be discreet? Should she be bold? Should she lead him to a private part of the beach and tell him her feelings? Should she jump on him right there in public and scream "I love you"?

Oops. She was worrying again. "Lilly? Are you okay?" Joe asked.

"Yeah…" Lilly shook all the questions and thoughts out of her head, "I, uh, I have something to tell you."

He nodded fir her to go on. Lilly stood on her tiptoes and whispered into his ear, "I…love…you."

When she pulled back, Joe's face was blank. Was he happy? Was he annoyed? Was he relieved?

Just as Lilly was about to go insane, Joe said, "No kidding?"

"Serious," she answered.

And before she knew it, his hands cupped her face and he was kissing her. And Lilly was happy. Finally happy.

But when Joe pulled away, Lilly couldn't help but picture Miley saying, "I told you so!" So Miley was right about this after. She was right about everything. She always is.

It was a happily-ever-after ending, wasn't it? Miley and Jake, Hannah and Nick, Lilly and Joe. It sure makes a good story ending. But one look at Jackson's disappointed face behind the counter of Rico's quickly changed Lilly's mind. Seeing Jackson standing there staring at her and Joe with a devastated look on his face…

The story is not over yet. Where's Jackson's happy ending? Where's Oliver's? Lola's?

But Lilly really should stop worrying. Worrying won't solve anything. Instead, she should just be happy that Joe loves her and she loves him back. And that's all that really matters.

For now.

The Next Day (Sunday)

So he did it. Oliver brought all his friends back together again. He saved the day. He's a hero. Then how come he feels so down? As Oliver walked down the streets of Malibu, he watched all the couples pass by. Holding hands, linking arms, arms around the waist…hugging and kissing and brushing hair out of faces…couple after couple…

That's the thing with playing matchmaker. In the end, there is no one left for you.

Oliver passed the local jewelry shop and was shocked to see a disguised Jake coming out of it. "Hey Jake!"

"Oh hi, Oliver," Jake said nervously. So as to not get mobbed by fans, he was wearing a baseball cap with sunglasses. He tried to hide a plastic bag behind his back, but Oliver already saw it.

"What do you have there?"

"Nothing."

"What's in the bag?"

"What bag?"

"That bag?"

"Huh?"

"Jake, I'm not blind! I can physically see the bag!"

"It's nothing," Jake explained.

Oliver grabbed the bag anyways and peeked inside to see a small velvet box. He laughed, "Jake, there is nothing wrong with getting your girlfriend jewelry."

Jake still looked embarrassed, "I know."

"So what did you get Miley? A bracelet?"

"Uh, not quite."

Suddenly Oliver realized just how small the velvet box was. Very small. So small that it could only possibly hold…Oliver quickly took the box and opened it. "Shit, Jake!! You got her an engagement ring?!!"

He pulled Jake over and they sat down at a table inside a coffee shop so they don't cause a scene on the streets.

"Jake Ryan, what the hell were you thinking?! Buying diamond rings, are you crazy?! You guys are 18 years old! Don't you think it's a little early for wedding bells?"

"Calm down, Oliver," Jake said, "I'm not asking Miley to marry me."

"Then what is that?" Oliver pointed to the ring like it was some plagued object of mass destruction.

"I…I don't know. I just want to give it to Miley to snow her that I truly forgive her, after what y-" Jake abruptly stopped.

"After what I did, I know," Oliver said. "Sorry."

"It's okay, really. I forgive you, too. It's just, um, very awkward to talk about."

"Okay," Oliver changed the subject, "So you want Miley to know you forgive her. Won't flowers do it? You really need to get her a—what is that, a two carat diamond?"

"Two and a half, actually."

"Jake!"

"It's not just to show her I forgive her. It's also to tell her that I love her. And that I do want to marry her someday."

"So why didn't you get her a promise ring like any other normal teenager? Oh right, you're Jake Ryan. You aren't normal. Why settle for a puny little promise ring when you can afford the real deal?"

Jake sighed, "I'm stupid, aren't I? God, I am so stupid. I was even telling myself, don't buy it, Jake, it's too much. But guess what? I bought it anyways," Jake shut the case and angrily chucked it into the bag.

The two sat in silence for a while before Jake spoke up again, "...but if I do ask her, do you think Miley will say yes?"

"Honestly," Oliver answered, "no."

Jake's head dropped.

Oliver shook his head, "It's been a really rough week for Miley. And for the rest of us. I really don't think a proposal is appropriate right now. She would want to say no, but she would be afraid to disappoint you, and then the whole thing will end tearfully and dramatically."

"You're right."

"If you were to ask her to marry you, she would most likely say no. But I think she will marry you."

Jake looked up, "What?"

"Miley is going to be too scared to wear an actual ring right now, but in a few years or so, she will end up marrying you. I know it. She's just scared of the theory of commitment. But in reality, she's been planning your wedding for a while now."

"Really?" Jake smiled.

"Yeah."

"I think I have an idea," Jake's eyes twinkled and he discussed his plan with Oliver.

"If you say so, Jake," Oliver sighed and took out his phone. He hit 'create message' and started writing a mass text. "If you say so…"

"They are so adorable!"

In the distance, Lilly and Joe were attempting to wakeboard. If you call desperately chasing a board wakeboarding. The new lovebirds were running, jumping, falling, laughing, hugging, splashing, sliding, and kissing. Happiness was basically radiating off of them.

"I know, right?" Hannah smiled.

Miley nodded, "It was about time they got together. I could not take the drama anymore."

"They look happy together," Lola said. "Really happy."

Hannah, Miley, and Lola were sitting at the beach chatting, tanning, and spying on Joe and Lilly. Lola continued to stare after them. They look so happy. Lola wanted to be happy like that.

"…Lola? Lola!"

She snapped out of her daze, "What?"

"Lola, are you okay?" Miley asked worriedly.

"Yeah, I was just daydreaming."

"About Oliver again?" Hannah teased.

Lola defensively yelled, "NO! Well…okay maybe."

"Oh my god, I just had the best idea!" Miley exclaimed. "Since Lilly is with Joe, that means Oliver is free. And since you're single and Oliver is single, and you already like him, you guys should go out!"

"Only he doesn't like me back," Lola pointed out.

"Well then we could—"

Lola stood and held up her hands, "No. I don't want to hear it. I'll be in the bathroom."

After she was out of hearing range, Hannah turned to Miley and said, "I've already tried. She is so stubborn."

"I know!"

"I mean, maybe just telling Oliver will make him fall in love with her."

"Or maybe he already is."

"Yeah!"

"That Lola, she's so good at giving advice but she sucks at taking it. I guess we just have to do everything for her."

"…"

"…"

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

"I think so!"

What are the girls thinking? What are the guys thinking? What do you think?

Okay, last time I checked, only four people voted on my poll. Love Me Not has like two more chapters left and that's it. I really want to plan my new story, but I want your input. PLEASE vote on which story you think sounds the best. And if you don't vote, I'll take it that you don't care what I write as long as I keep writing. I'm flattered. But still vote.