She's not you.

I loved Oliver Oken, but so did Miley. Oliver once loved me . Everything had became too complicated. I lay in bed, listening to some quiet music. 'How have I got here?' I thought to myself. One year ago, everything was fine. Sure, I had a tiny kinda of crush on Oliver but he was my best friend, just my best friend. As much as I loved having him as a boyfriend, i'd have him as a friend any day rather than not having him at all. I loved him.

My phone started beeping. It was a text from Oliver 'Lils, meet me at beach plz now'
Was he kidding, it was 10 o'clock at night and it was forcast to rain outside. I read the text again and gave in to myself. I had to go see him.

Quietly, I crept out the house. The street was deserted. I made my way towards the beach, passing Oliver's house and then Miley's. I felt scared walking on my own but I had to see Oliver, sort this mess out.

When I first arrived at the beach, no one was there. My temper was building up, had he made me come out here to make a fool out of me.
"Lilly?" a voice behind me whispered. It was Oliver.
"What is it?" I asked, "Why did you have to make me come out here?"
"Our last conversation didn't end too well so I just thought, you know..." he replied. I sat down on the damp sand. Oliver sat beside me.
"I visited Miley," I said "How did that go?" "Oliver," I turned to face him, "she loves you." He simply nodded.
"Does that not mean anything to you?" I asked. He stayed quiet.
"Why?" I tried again, "Why did you do this? I thought you loved me."
"The night before school started, remember I walked Miley home," he explained "Miley kissed me. I wasn't proud but for some reason I kissed her back. The next day, I kissed her again and soon I felt like it was becoming a game. Once I realised it wasn't I started feeling guitly, and began avoiding you," he paused, "Miley told me she loved and started kissing me outside her house, when you saw us and as you walked away she whispered in my ear 'you'll never get her back' and grabbed my hand."
I started at him motionlessly, trying to firgure out if what he was saying was genuine.
"Do you love Miley?" I asked, dying to know.
"As a friend? Yeah. A girlfriend? Lilly, you know I don't"
I shook my head.
"Miley's pretty, she's smart, she's Hannah flaming Montana, she's everything you love..." I said "She's not you."

I looked at him surprised. I loved him for saying it but something inside me doubted it.
"Last time you said something like that, I then caught you kissing Miley. How can I trust you again?" I questioned, unsurely.
"Beacuse," he whispered, "I love you."
He leaned over and kissed me. This time, it felt so good. We continued to kiss until it started to rain. "Oliver I love y-" I was interupted by the sound of thunder. We both laughed.
"I love you."
Oliver smiled.
"Lilly Truscott, I love you with all my heart. I never want to lose you again and I know won't because I won't let myself. You're my everything. Yeah Miley is my friend but just because she is Hannah Montana, doesn't mean I'm in love with her over you. I love you Lilly Trusco-." another thunder sounded. Instead of carrying on with what he was saying, Oliver kissed me again.

I then returned back to reality. Oliver had cheated on me and was now dating Miley.
"What about Miley?" I asked.
"What about her?" he replied "You're dating her." Oliver smiled, grabbed my hand and pulled me up the beach, out on to the street and towards Miley's house.
"I'll go talk to her" he said "How can I trust that you will go tell her you're over her? You might just go kiss her." I asked.
Oliver didn't answer me, instead he just kissed me. I smiled and he rang the door bell, before being let in by Jackson.

A good 10 , 15 minutes later he came out. "How did she take it?" I questioned Oliver shrugged his shoulders and then smiled.
"Come on," he told me, taking my hand and pulling me again, this time back to the beach.
"Oliver, there's going to be a storm tonight!" I laughed "And...?" He was insane. As soon as we reached the beach, it started to rain.
"Great, we'll get wet." I moaned "Oh, I know we will...!" Oliver said, picking me up and carrying me into the sea.
"Are you mad?!" I joked "No but I might be a little cold soon."
I laughed. He threw me in and we splashed around. It was now pouring with rain. We returned to the sand and sat down.

"Why?" I asked "Lilly, I thought we were ok agai-" Oliver replied "No," I giggled, "Why me? Why not international stuper star Hannah Montana or super sweet, super pretty Milwey Stewart. Why me?"
Oliver smiled, "Your smile, your eyes, your humour, you're not too girly, and, you're the one for me. I know that Lilly Truscott, I love you."
"I love you too."
"So err, Why me?" Oliver laughed.
"Let me see, because your smile, your eyes,your humour, you're not tooo girly, and, you're the one for me. I know that Oliver Oken, I love you," I joked. "Come on, I'll take you home." he smiled "Wait."
We stood up and started kissing. We were soaked by the rain but we didn't care. I wanted to stay in the moment forever, but we needed to go home, it was 11 o'clock at night, my mom didn't even know I was out. Oliver smiled taking my hand. We skipped off towards my house.

After everything that happen in the last two days, I was left very confused but I didn't care because I loved Oliver Oken.