A/N: Okay, I should be writing Raising Riley, but I lost my notebook with the story in it and I think I JUST figured out where it is, and I have to wait til Monday to get it, so I wrote this instead. I thought of this whole story based on the song "You're Beautiful" by James Blunt, but only the chorus is in it one time. Anyway, hope you like it!

You're Beautiful

Quiet sobs emerged from Lilly Truscott's room.

Suddenly a crash came from within her bedroom walls.

"Lilly, is everything alright?" her mom called from downstairs.

"Yeah, mom," Lilly shouted.

Lilly lay on her bed looking at the now shattered picture frame that was currently littering her floor. Sitting in the debris was a picture of Lilly and her best friend Oliver Oken.

"Why am I saying everything is alright? It's not alright! Oliver is dating that tramp Macy who is only using him! He deserves so much better!" Lilly ranted. Then, in a whisper, she added, "He deserves me."

Lilly grabbed her iPod and quickly found a song that described her relationship with Oliver. She listened to it quietly until it got to the chorus and she started to sing along.

"You're beautiful. You're beautiful. You're beautiful, it's true. I saw your face in a crowded place, and I don't know what to do, cuz I'll never be with you," she sang. "It's true—I will never be with you."

"With who?" a voice asked. However, since Lilly had her headphones on, she did not hear the voice, and considering her eyes were closed, she couldn't see the person who had spoken it.

"Oh, Oliver, why can't you see that I love you?" Lilly wondered aloud as she opened her eyes to see that very person she just spoke of standing in her doorway. "Uh, O-Oliver! How long have you been, uh, standing there?"

"Not long," he stated simply.

"How long is not long?"

"Long enough to hear you sing," Oliver admitted. "And to hear what you said after."

"Oh…Oliver, about what I said…I didn't mean it. I-I meant like a f-friend."

"That's too bad. For me at least. Because, I, uh, love you, Lilly. As more than just a friend."

"You do?" she squealed.

"Yeah, but I guess if you don't love me as anything but a friend—"

"Oliver?"

"Yeah?"

"About what I said before…about not meaning what I said…I didn't mean it." She paused. "What I mean is that I do love you."

"You do?"

"Yeah, I do," Lilly said, moving closer to Oliver.

"I guess that's good for me," Oliver stated, taking a step closer. They were almost touching. Lilly put her hands on his chest and looked into his dark, mesmerizing eyes.

"What about Macy, Oliver?"

"We don't have to worry about her. She said she didn't want me to hang out with you anymore, so I broke up with her."

"Well, I guess that's good for me. For us, really. Because that means we can do this," Lilly said softly, taking the back of his head and pulling him into a passionate kiss which he immediately responded to.

I don't think that song applies anymore, both Lilly and Oliver thought.

A/N: So, what do you think? Send me a review. BTW, I'm thinking of making a trailer for this story which I'll post on youtube. Also, if you read The Teenage Years, go to my profile to a link to a trailer for that story! Tootles:D