This story is by me (htibberon) and my buddy morgan (IKnow SheNeedsYou Badx3)

Lilly's POV

You know in movies people run out the school doors when it's summer time? Everything is perfectly timed and no one is injured. Yeah, that really doesn't happen. I grip tightly to my arm and suck in a deep breath of air then release it with a broken sigh.

"Lils, you're not gunna die."

"Oken, I could die from blood loss."

"I've had paper cuts bigger than that."

"Yeah, but your mommy kisses those." Esther chirps in.

"She does not!" Oliver shouts back.

"Kiss it, Ollie?" I try my best to sound like an injured little kid as I shove my elbow towards his face.

Oliver smirks, dips his head down, puckers his lips, and ... his girlfriend pops up. "Hi Ollie!" Ugh.

I'm the one who gave him that nickname not her. I lower my arm as she steps in between me and Oliver.

"Hey Steph."

I turn to Ester and roll my eyes.

"Come on, let's go before they start MAKING OUT IN FRONT OF US!" I yell interrupting them as she steps down off of her tip-toes. Could her skirt be any shorter?

"Actually Lizzle..." Her mouth clicks when she moves her lips downward. "I told David I'd meet up with him." She shrugs. "I'm sorry. Umm.. maybe we can hang out this week? You know if you don't injure yourself further trying to be Zac Efron again."

"It probably only works if it's summer time, not Spring Break." Wtf? Could Stephanie be any stupider? Her sentence made no sense. Granted, they never do but..

"Yeah, probably." Oliver agrees.

"I seriously got to go. Bye guys." She waves running in the direction of Dave's house.

"Soo..." I begin.

"Hey, Oliver what are you doing this week?" This girl is seriously getting on my nerves, she treats me like I'm not standing right there.

"Er.. No family stuff really.. umm oh yeah! Me, Lils, and Miley are baking cakes on Saturday. I think that's the highlight of my Spring Break." He laughs and fumbles with Stephanie's book bag. Yeah, she makes him hold her stuff like she's incapable of doing it herself.

"Baking cakes?" She asks cluelessly.

I step in front of her so that I'm walking backwards. "Yup, just like every year. Easter thing. Why make eggs when you can eat cake?"

"Ohh.." She nods and looks away ignoring my presences ONCE AGAIN.

"Well, I was thinking that you could come down the shore with me and my family." She beams and I stick my tongue out while she stares up at him.

"Umm.. I-"

"It's really private.. and we rarely get any.. alone time." What. The. Fuck. I'm right here!

"I'll think about it." He decides.

"Great!" Why is she so perky? "I'll call you later!"

"Sure, talk to you later then." He waves her off and turns to face me. "What?" He asks as I continue to glare at him.

"You're not going."

"What?.."

"No."

"Why?"

"Because.. that's... bad!"

"No it's not. You do it too!"

"No I don't."

"I walked in on it, smart one."

"Oh yeah." I pause cringing from the memory.

--

We're on our annual ski trip, Oh Joy! I hate skiing, but they won't let me snowboard. I'll get "hurt" Pft! Newt gets to snowboard, but that's just because his parents are "famous", so unfair. But he is fun to watch...

"Lilly!" he calls out to me, smiling that adorable smile.

"Coming!" I call back, attempting to move on these awfully skinny blades attached to my feet. I hate my school.

He laughs and boards beside me. I fall repetitively and he always helps me up. He's such a sweetheart.

He takes me to a secluded part of the mountain.

"What are we doing here?" I ask. Damn! He's going to try and get laid, I know it.

"Well..." he says, his eyes sparkling happily. "We have been dating for about a month now, and this is the only place where we can be completely alone." He takes his snowboard off his feet and moves closer to me.

That makes me nervous, really nervous. I'm still a virgin, and was planning to stay that way for at least a little while. But, he's so cute and damn where did my clothes go?

He lays me down on the snow, it's cold but his body keeps me warm. I can feel the snow under me getting hard, as well as him above me. That surprised me, I always thought snow would melt.

Whoa, I was so lost in my thoughts I missed him asking me if I was ready, he's already inside me.

A moan escapes my lips as he thrusts further and further into me. But then he stops.

"What..." I begin to say to him, but he's staring at something behind my head.

I lean my head back to see what it is that stopped our first time. My best friend is standing there looking down at us in shock, Oliver, good thing he's already seen me naked before or this would be extremely awkward.
"Hi Oliver!" I say, unable to think of anything else.

"Lilly?" he says with wide eyes.

No, I think, your best friends evil twin who's fucking said best friends boyfriend. But, obviously I don't say that. "Yeah?"

Oliver's face contorted, a million emotions showing at once. The only thing he manages to say is, "Uh, I think I better go. You two have fun now." He turns around and skis away. "Stay safe!" he yells back at us.

Newt just shrugs it off and continues what he started.

--

"That doesn't count!" I yell at Oliver, Esther staring at me in shock. Poor Esther, the little Christian.

"How doesn't that count?" Oliver asks laughing.

"Uh, it was on a mountain, in the snow, different altitude, different weather, doesn't count." I stick out my tongue, like I always do when I argue with him.

He just laughs. "So, what, that was the only time you two did it? That was four months ago."

I blush. "We have never done it since then!" I giggle, damn! He'll know I'm lying now.

"Sure you haven't. And I take ballet and skip around the school when no one is watching."

"I knew it!"

"Lilly," He says in a warning tone.

"Oliver," I mock him.

"Everyone knows that kid can't keep it in his pants. Think about it, he screwed you on a mountain and now-"

"E-ww" Esther shutters. "Before I end up hearing all about your sex lives, Lilly can I borrow your skateboard?"

"Uhh.. sure.. but it's at home."

"You are home, smartie."

I look around. Hey! We walked home! Maybe that's why Stephanie suddenly vanished off, thankfully she doesn't live on our street. "Oh yeah, it's in the backyard."

"Thanks." She says sarcastically.

"Now can we get back to you being a whore?"

"Excuse me?" My hair whips in my face as I spin around to glare at him. "I'm the whore? I'm not the one who implies that I'm going to do you at-"

"Whoa, calm down. Since when do you care if I think you're a slut?"

"Now I'm a slut?"

"No. l- Gesh, Lilly stop confusing me!"

"Stop insulting me!"

"I'm not insulting you!"

"Calling me a whore and a slut isn't insulting me?"

"I'm only messing around."

"Jack off."

"Bite me."

"Fuck you."

"Bitch."

"I hate you!"

"Well I hate you too."

"Ugh!" I storm off into my house and slam the door behind me after yelling, "Don't even bother coming over on Saturday, I know you've got better things to do, starting with Stephanie!" I drop my bag on the floor and kick my shoes off. There's uncomfortable tingles as I march to the windows and close the curtains. I feel the heat rising in my face and I plop down on my couch with anger radiating off of me. When I finally allow myself to cry, my phone rings. Against my better judgement, I answer it. "Hello?"

"I'm sorry, Lils. You're my best friend, I lov-"

I click the disconnect button and release my tears. Stupid fights. I rub my arm where it is no longer bleeding. Somehow I'm still hurting, I'm not sure if it's from the ache in my body from crying, the ache in my arm from it bleeding, or the ache in my head for caring so much about a person who I can never hurt back. Let the sticks and stones break my bones, because his words have finally hurt me.