A/N: I'm back! Did you miss me? Sorry it's taken so long for this new chapter-But homework's been taken up all my free time lately, but I did get to skip school for a couple days when we-my family and I-visited some family in Puerto Rico, but even then I made work my teachers made me bring along and do while I was there. Thank you goes to all my reviewers!!!

Disclaimer: Don't own: Hannah Montana or the song Broken by Seether and Evanescence

&&:: Chapter Fifteen ::&&

I want you to know I love the way you laugh

I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away

I keep your photography; I know it serves me well

I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

I trace her outline on the picture, the tears have stopped, but I still feel like crying. My cell phone sits beside me, Lilly's been calling every five seconds, but I don't answer; She only calls me to talk about earlier. I don't want to talk about it. I don't want to have to feel like this anymore.

I wonder if she feels the same way, right now is she looking pathetically over all the pictures we ever took together, is she wishing she could just turn back time. No, if she really felt the way I feel, she would have talked to her father not sit wallowing on her bed.

My head aches, and my stomach growls from being overlooked for the past couple of hours, I wonder if my mom made dinner already, wait…What time is it?

It's midnight, the black little numbers blinking on my cell phone, and she still hasn't called. But why would she? I mean why would she like me enough to bother to call after one of our biggest fights…Ever? Damn, it's 12:01 now.

'cause I'm broken when I'm open

And I don't feel like I am strong enough

'cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome

And I don't feel light when you're gone away

My cell phones ringing, but it's not her. It's Lilly. Again. Doesn't she get the point? I've already hung up on her three times, and don't answer it anymore and yet she still calls.

I try to wallow once more over the pictures of Miley and me, but the ring of the cell phone is driving me nuts. I can't concentrate.

I flip open the phone barking, "What do you want?"

"Finally! You answered! Listen about earlier-"

I cut her short, "Lilly stop calling. I don't want to talk about earlier, understand? Call me when you have something important to say."

A gasp, and a huff, "Oliver. I have something important to say"

"Is it about earlier?"

"…Yeah"

The worst is over now and we can breathe again

I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away

There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight

I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

"Okay" click, my thumb pressed down on the red button on my white and silver Samsung T-Mobile phone.

I continue to press the button until the phone turns off and the screen turns black.

I lay back on my bed, closing my eyes, holding a hand to my forehead; What was she going to say? What does it matter now? Even Miley told me it was too late…And so here I am…

I want to fight for her, I really do. I can't explain how hard it is to sit-well lay here-instead of storming into the Stewart's house and making sure she stays here in Malibu for good. To make sure she won't leave, not now, not ever. To tell her father, that he should have more of a back bone-Why did he let her give up her dreams like that? Why did he arrange for them to leave? But I can't, this isn't up to me, if Miley really wants to stay, she'll tell him what I want her to say, and if she doesn't…Well she'll be leaving in three days to Tennessee…

I feel cold, numb, like I'll never feel anything again. I'm not stupid, it's hard, I understand, when she leaves she won't write, she won't call, she won't come back over the weekends. She's going to leave-And never come back. And it sucks, because I wish, so much, that I could feel as if she will…But I know…I know she won't…

'cause I'm broken when I'm open

And I don't feel like I am strong enough

'cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome

And I don't feel right when you're gone away

I rub my temples, and my mom's voice floats up from down-stairs-Her "man-voice". Ugh!

"Oliver Oscar Oken, if I have to call you down here one more time I swear…" and it just continued on like that until I gingerly made my way down the stairs.

"Mam'?" I said, trying to hold back the acid words on my tongue and tried to clear the emotion from my face.

"You're little friend is on the phone," she said shoving the cordless phone into my hands before I could say anything, "It's Miley."

Oh thanks, I waited until my mom walked off before I put the phone up to my ear and muttered a greeting.

"Oliver…About earlier…I have something I wanted to tell you…" her voice said, well chimed into my ear.

"Wait, I have something I wanted to tell you too. I'm sorry about running off like that during lunch…It's just that I don't want to leave. Not now, not like this," I said stating my feelings up front, "Now what did you want to say?"

'cause I'm broken when I'm open

And I don't feel like I am strong enough

'cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome

And I don't feel right when you're gone away

"Well…"

---

A/n: What's going to happen? What is she going to say? Can Jackson drink an entire bottle of chocolate syrup? Why on earth am I so random? Find all this out and more-Next chapter :P. Please R & R