A/N: Alright I know it's been awhile. I'm SO SORRY. I really have every intention of bringing this to some kind of close. I've been so pulled into the Calzona fandom it's hard to pull myself out of it.

Thank you to all of you that have been reviewing, wanting more. I haven't forgotten a single review and am determined to finish it for you all.

Part 8- Oliver

If the buzzing was so annoying, Lilly would have been tempted just to ignore the alarm clock and go back to sleep. Miley on the other hand, had a different idea. However, all she managed to do by chucking a pillow at it was knock it on the floor, the sound continued to blare.

"Come on, sweetie, let's get our homework done," Lilly coaxed.

"Don't wanna," Miley whined, snuggling deeper into the bed.

Lilly crawled out of Miley's arms and walked around the bed to shut the alarm off. Moving to the dresser she pulled out a pair of clean panties and bra, and then began to search for a new outfit for the rest of the day.

Just as she had pulled a plain green tee over her head, a pair of arms snaked their way around her waist, hugging her from behind. She sighed leaning back into the body. "You left me," Miley pouted in her ear.

"I knew it would get you out of bed."

"Mean."

Lilly just laughed, loving the feeling of being in Miley's arms, but trying not to think about the fact that Miley was still naked. She never knew she could be so content with such a simple position. It only proved the point that they were meant to be together. "You need to get dressed," she told Miley. "We have to meet Oliver at the burger joint in two hours." They had planned to open at a new burger joint that had opened up on the beach, similar to Rico's is a lot of ways.

"I'd rather get you naked again."

She was starting to think that Miley had the sex drive of a horny teenage boy. "We don't have that much homework, so get dressed and we can hurry and get it done," Lilly ordered.

"Bossy, I like it." Miley was going to be the death of her, she just knew it.

Purposefully avoiding looking in Miley's direction, she moved to start getting their homework out. She knew if she looked over at her fiancé it would be all over. Okay so maybe Miley wasn't the other one with a strong sex drive. Or just maybe it was because they were in love that they couldn't keep their hands off each other.

She took care of Miley's work first, sitting it on the pop star's desk, then setting up her own on her desk. It was probably a good idea to be separated by several feet, the temptation would be to much otherwise.

And Miley wasn't making it easy when she came back out with a low cut, purple v-neck shirt. It left little to the imagination of what was underneath it. Not that Lilly need to imagine.

After some more whining on Miley's part, they managed to get their work done in record time. "Since we have a half hour before we have to leave, I got a few ideas of what we could do to waste time," Miley whispered in her ear, turning her own instantly.

"Not happening, Miles," she sternly told her. "We don't need to look like we just had sex when we meet up with Oliver."

"You're the worse girlfriend ever."

"And if I thought you actually meant that, I'd change my mind. But unfortunately I know you still love me anyway," Lilly smiled.

"Too true. Can I at least have a kiss?" Miley pouted.

The blonde quickly obliged and gave her a light kiss on the lips. When that one wasn't enough Miley initiated a second kiss that was more passionate. Before either could stop it, Miley's hand was wandering under Lilly's shirt.

Only a few more minutes and they would have been past the point of stopping. Fortunately, or unfortunately, depending on which one you asked, Lilly's phone beeped signaling a new text message.

"Oliver's already there so we can meet up with him now if we want," she told Miley, after reading the message.

Neither girl bothered to get out of the car right away when they arrived at the beach. Instead they turned to look each other in the eye. "Are you ready for this?"

"Not really," Lilly admitted.

"Whatever happens, I'll be right there by your side," Miley promised, placing a gentle kiss on Lilly's lips. This seemed to calm the other girl down some. "It'll be okay."

They both got out of the car and as quickly become habit, they held hands as they walked towards the beach. Oliver had nabbed a table and was sitting alone with a plate of fries and a hot dog. Apparently he couldn't wait for them to get there to eat.

They only unhooked hands when they both took a seat. If Oliver noticed, he didn't bother to comment. But then they'd always been close just as friends, so it's possible he really thought nothing of it.

"You couldn't wait for us?" Miley asked, gesturing at his plate.

"I was hungry," he cried out.

"Whatever," Miley just dismissed him. She looked over to Lilly. "What do you want, Lil? I'll go order for us."

"Whatever, you know what I like," Lilly answered. Miley just nodded and gave her a loving pat on the shoulder as she made her way over to the counter. Lilly just sat there, ringing her hands in her lap, consciously feeling the ring that now sat on her finger.

Miley came back a few minutes later with a tray loaded with burgers, curly fries, and two bottles of water. As they ate they discussed how tour life had been for Oliver. He told them about all the great things he'd seen.

"So what have you two been up to lately?" he asked, one his food was gone.

Lilly looked at him over her raised water bottle, then over to Miley. She could see the humor in her girlfriend's eyes and knew exactly what kind of retort Miley wanted to say. She also knew she wouldn't say it because they had already discussed how they needed to handle this.

Miley leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Should I tell him?" Lilly could only nod her head, she wasn't even sure how to begin this conversation. They were telling the guy she once claimed to love that she was marrying someone else, and that someone was Miley.

Miley sat back up and turned back to their friend. "Well, I got engaged recently," she started gently.

"Engaged? Don't tell me you and Jake got back together again," he groaned.

"No, not to Jake."

"Then who? That guy in your band?" He couldn't remember the guy's name, but it's the only other person he could remember either of them mentioning.

Miley looked to Lilly again for permission to continue. "I'm marrying Lilly." It was quiet and calm, but seriously stated.

Sure he didn't hear right, "What?"

"I asked Lilly to marry me and she said yes," Miley said with the same tone as before. She took Lilly's hand from her lap and lifted it onto the table, showing him the ring that lay there.

"Your punking me right? Where's the cameras?" Surely that's what was happening. He looked around for any place a camera could be hidden.

"It's not a prank, or a joke. It's true," Lilly finally spoke up, looking him square in the eye.

"You're serious? You're getting married, to her," he fired back, pointing at Miley.

"Yes."

Oliver stood up and began pacing, he wasn't sure what he was feeling, but whatever it was, it wasn't good. "But you're not even gay!" he all but shouted. It was only one of the many thoughts that were floating through his mind.

"I don't know what I am," Lilly admitted. "But I do know that what I feel with Miley is real."

"So what, dating me wasn't real?" he growled angrily.

"I'm never said that!" Lilly was getting angry now too. She didn't know how Oliver would react, but she hadn't thought it would be with so much anger and hatred.

"No, you're just saying you felt so little for me that you cheated on me."

"Oh come off it," she argued back. "You hadn't even spoken to me in over a month before I got together with Miley so you can't claim we were still together. I only knew you'd even be in town this week by looking at your tour schedule online." She didn't bother to mention the several messages she'd then left him to arrange this dinner before he'd finally agreed.

Miley could only watch as the two friends fought. She wasn't sure what to do. She, like Lilly, never thought they'd get a reaction like this from Oliver. They thought he might have some initial hesitation, but that he loved them both enough to be okay with it.

She didn't know how to interject herself into the argument, but she did know Lilly needed her. Her lover was slowing falling apart for all the world to see. Her best friend since preschool was tearing her apart right now. So she did the one thing she could do and wrapped her arms around Lilly, hugging her tightly.

Oliver watched the way they held on to each other and just couldn't believe it. For the first time he could see the love between them, but his anger wouldn't let him admit it. The girl he thought he would marry someday was telling him she was marrying someone else. And it hurt even more that it was another girl.

"Have a nice life," was all he muttered as he walked away from them.

Lilly really did crumble in Miley's arms then. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she grieved for a friendship she felt she'd just lost. Miley wanted to join her, but she had to be strong for the girl she loved. At least they still had each other.