A/N: Well it looks like the end has come, my friends. The end of my first full length Hannah Montana story! This wasn't originally where I intended to end it, but I think it worked better here anyways :) Let me know what you think!

I want to thank all the readers who have reviewed even if it was just once or twice, because you guys kept me going.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana or the song, "Sophomore Slump Or Comeback Of The Year" by Fall Out Boy.

(P.S. the song choice had very little to do with the song lyrics, and more to do with the fact that I wanted to keep up the tradition of using a song, and this song is my favourites by them. The lyrics are only at the beginning and end, because I found if I put them in the middle it interrupted the story too much. Okay, I'm done talking now before the author's note is longer than the chapter!)

I couldn't help myself. I kissed back.

And I'm not going to deny enjoying every second of it, because even though I could see Miley in the back of my mind, I pushed the thought away.

I didn't care anymore.

I felt my back up against a wall, as Oliver leaned farther into the kiss.

And I was in heaven.

Absolute heaven.

I began to wonder where he had learned to kiss like that. And it was then that I pulled away.

"Lilly." He breathed, as I walked underneath his arm and stood beside him.

"I'm sorry, Oliver. I love you, but I won't be the other girl. I can't do that to Miley."

"Miley?"

Oh snap.

"I mean Hannah!" I exclaimed quickly, a million excuses for saying Miley, flying through my mind, "Miley and I. That new girl. We got in a fight earlier today. And I'm just angry at her."

That was the truth. It was just kind of... you know, bent a little.

"But if you hated Miley, you wouldn't care if we keep doing this," Oliver said, before kissing my lips gently again.

And I felt my shoulders collapse. It was strange how with just one touch, he could mess me up this much.

"Oliver, you have to stop. You love Miley."

I did NOT just say that again.

"Lilly. I'm not dating Miley. And I'm not dating Hannah either."

"I'm sorry, come again?" I asked in disbelief.

"Here, sit down." Oliver sighed, gesturing towards the couch. I did, and he sat down next to me.

"I know that Miley and Hannah are the same person. The first day Miley came to our school, I ran into her in the hallway and it took me about two seconds to figure out who she was. We talked, and she was a really nice girl but it was then that I realized, maybe there was more to life than Hannah. It had been a couple weeks then since I had noticed this other girl around. She goes to our school, and she's amazing. But I thought it would be really awkward to tell her how I felt. So I asked Miley to help me out. But seeing as I knew no one would believe I would date Miley, you know she's not really my type..."

"Wait, so you're telling me there's ANOTHER girl? I can't BELIEVE you, Oliver." And I immediately stood up, going to leave.

But Oliver somehow managed to run around and stand in front of me.

"Can I finish the story?"

"Oh, right so I can hear you tell me how you fell in love with some gorgeous girl who's not me."

Oliver raised his eyebrow, and I finally gave in, "Fine go on, whatever."

"Thank you. Anyways, so I asked her to date me as Hannah. She thought I was out of my mind, that someone would know there was something wrong with it. But I just told her to trust me."

I really wasn't liking this story.

"I needed to make this other girl jealous. Because I had a feeling she felt the same way, but I just needed to know for sure. She almost told me quite a few times, and I knew I was so close. But then this afternoon she gave up on me. And I had to stop her. So I kissed her."

Suddenly things were beginning to make sense.

"And so now here I am sitting here, putting my heart on the line for her. And I just need to hear her say those three words, because I'm not sure I'm going to be able to keep going without her anymore." He smiled at me, taking my hand in his.

I could feel that hand shake like crazy as I looked up into his eyes.

"I..." I began, but I stopped. I knew I could do this. Taking a deep breath, I tried again.

"I love you, Oliver." I smiled, tears of happiness falling from my eyes.

And he just couldn't contain himself any longer. He picked me up and spun me in his arms, kissing me once again, just like there was no tomorrow.

"I love you too, Lilly."

But this time, I don't think I'd mind if there was no tomorrow. Because this is the happiest I'm ever going to be.

Take our tears, put them on ice
Cause I swear I'd burn this city down to show you the light

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