A/N: I don't know if I'm going to continue this so please R&R and tell me what you think. It's in Mileys point of view.

I don't own Hannah Montana, the characters, etc.

I hated them. Scratch that, I loved them both dearly, but I hated seeing them hanging all over each other. I hated how they held hands all the time. I hated that they always insisted on going everywhere together. I hated how they always found any excuse to slobber all over each other. Most of all, I hated that she wasn't with me.

Then again, she's cheated on Oliver several times with me.

It started about three months ago. I was sitting on my couch, watching TV, when I heard a knock on the door. I answered it. There was Lilly, crying her eyes out. She threw herself into my arms.

"He forgot! I can't believe it! How could he forget?"

"Lilly," I said, secretly thrilled that Lilly was in my arms, "calm down. What exactly happened? Who forgot what?"

"Oliver forgot our anniversary. How could he forget?" Lilly cried harder.

I gasped in realization. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry. Where is he?"

"He's hanging out with some of his stupid guy friends…on our anniversary." Lilly started crying even harder. I walked her over to the couch. I sat down and she laid with her head on my lap. As much as I hated to see Lilly in such pain, I loved that we got to spend time together. She'd been spending so much time with Oliver that I'd barely gotten to see her.

"Lilly, it's okay. I mean, Oliver's been really busy with his new job and everything. Not that that's an excuse, but it's understandable." This didn't seem to make Lilly feel any better. I never know what to say in these situations. I wanted to say bad things about Oliver so she would leave him and be with me, but Oliver was my friend, and even if they did break up, Lilly wouldn't come running to me…at least not the way I wanted her to. "Look, you can stay here tonight. We'll have a movie night or something."

Lilly sat up and hugged me. "I don't know what I'd do without you Miley. I love you."

"I love you too Lilly." She had no idea how much.

So we stayed up late watching Disney movies to make Lilly feel better. We laid on the bed and cuddled. About halfway through Beauty and the Beast, Lilly spoke up.

"I don't want to be with Oliver. I never wanted to be with Oliver."

I looked at Lilly with shock and confusion. "What?"

"Don't get me wrong, I love him to death, but I never really wanted to be his girlfriend. I said yes because I knew he wanted me to…because I knew he loved me. I've always thought of him as more of a brother. It's so awkward to hold his hand and kiss him. I hate it." I was silent. What the hell was I going to say? Lucky for me, Lilly kept talking. "He's not a very good boyfriend either. I mean, it's our anniversary and I'm not in his arms; I'm in yours."

I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. "Well, what're you going to do?" was all I could manage to get out.

"I don't know." Lilly sat up a little so she could look at me. Her big, blue eyes were staring straight into mine. I always got lost in her eyes. "Miley?"

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Have you ever thought of kissing me before?"

"What?" Had she really said that? Was this really happening or was this all a dream? It had to be real. Dreams were never this real.

"I've thought of kissing you before," she said in a breathy voice. I saw her leaning towards me and I couldn't move. I was shaking a little. She'd never been like this before. She'd always seemed so happy with Oliver and I'd always just been her best friend. Now, everything was changing. I knew things were never going to be the same. Part of me was terrified. Part of me didn't care much. I started to get a little of my senses back. I couldn't do this. I couldn't do this to Oliver and, more importantly, I couldn't let Lilly make a stupid mistake just because she was hurt.

"Lilly," I said, barely above a whisper, "we can't-" but it was too late. Her lips pressed against mine and I couldn't help but kiss back. It was better than anything I could've ever imagined. I put my hand up to cup her cheek and she mirrored my action. Before long, the kiss became passionate. It didn't take long for our tongues to get involved.

Before I really had time to comprehend what was going on, she pulled back, panic in her eyes.

"Oh my God," she said. "Oh my God, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I just got caught up in the moment."

"Lilly, it's okay. I don't-"

"I need to leave. I'm sorry."

"Lilly wait!" I called after her. She didn't grab any of her stuff. She didn't even put her shoes back on. She just left without another word.

The next day at school, Lilly acted like nothing had happened. She and Oliver were kissing and holding hands like everything was fine. I guess Oliver had apologized for not being with her the night before. Lilly told Oliver that she loved him for the first time that day. I don't think my heart could've been any more broken. I tried to act like nothing had happened too. I'd almost convinced myself that nothing had happened that night, that I'd just dreamed it all up. That is, until it happened again about a month later.

This time was about the same as the last, there was just less talking. Oliver had cancelled on her to hang out with Jake Ryan, she came to my house, we hung out for a while, and then she kissed me again. It was just as good as the first time, if not better. It ended the same way too. She left my house, nearly in tears, and pretended it'd never happened.

It happened a few more times after that. Oliver would do something stupid, she'd come over, and we'd kiss…and every time she'd leave and go back to the real world, where she belonged to Oliver. Every time she came to my door crying, I knew what the end result would be, but I still let her in. No matter how bad this was hurting me, and no matter how much I wanted her to stop, I knew she needed me, and I loved her too much to turn her away.

Was she using me to make herself feel loved, or did she really have feelings for me? I guess it didn't matter. In the end she'd always be his, and I'd always be there for her whenever she needed me…however she needed me.