AN: Liley one-shot. Simply because I'm cool like that. Oliver's POV.

Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Monatana.

I watched as he held her in his arms, then looked over to the brunette girl next to me, who's heart was breaking more and more everytime Jake would lower his head and kiss Lilly on the lips.

Miley's eyes wondered and met mine, and she blushed at the fact that she had been caught staring, then looked back over at the couple, who was currently kissing while leaning up against the lockers.

"Miles.." I started, my own throat closing up at how heart broken the normally strong girl in front of me looked. Miley Ray Stewart never showed weakness, that was one of her personal rules.

And there were only three things that she would ever show weakness about.

Her family, her friends, or Lillian Anne Truscott, the only person that Miley had ever really loved.

"Oliver, can we just not talk, can you please just let me wallow in peace?" Miley asked me, and I nodded my head slowley. Miley had told me she liked Lilly almost two years ago, we were sixteen now, and Miley's feelings for our other best friend had only grown.

I sat in silence while Miley looked at her feet.

It was painful seeing Miley like this. She wasn't my smiley best friend that I loved anymore. She was just an empty shell of a person that I used to know.

She streched her hand across the table, and that's when I noticed that she had two or three cuts on her arms, and it made me want to leap over this table and scream the obvious in Lilly's face.

Jake walked away from Lilly, and she walked over to us, a large smile on her face.

"Hey guys, what's up?" she asked, and Miley sniffled a little, and I saw that she was crying.

"I'm fine" I mumbled, before I got up and walked off, and heard Miley follow me closley.

You know, they say everything happens for a reason.

I'd really like to know what the reason is for Miley's heart being broken every day of her life.

AN: I wanna make this a couple chapters longer. What do you guys think?