Forget the World
By: Kiso
Summary: Why is the only thing I want the one thing the world won't give me? Liley.
Uhh...I've never written a story with a pairing like this, so please bear with me if the story is a bit awkward at times! And if you have a problem with a girl and girl pairing, don't read any farther!
So now, please enjoy! Oh, and sorry if there's some blabberish moments sometimes! Again, please bear with me.
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Chapter One:
Hot Pink Bikini
MILEY
I sat in my history class, honestly trying to pay attention, but it was seven in the morning, and...Lilly was sitting right next to me.
Her long blonde hair was tucked behind her ear, and her small diamond stud earrings glittered in the dim school lights. Her pencil flew across the page, her handwriting small and neat, as she tried to copy down all the notes from the board.
My hand burned to reach out and stroke her hair, to tell her how beautiful she is, to tell her that any guy that broke up with her is a fucking lunatic. I had to sit on it to keep it from doing so.
I looked down and realized that my notebook page was completely blank, while Lilly was on her second page. I probably should've been taking notes, especially since my grade wasn't exactly perfect in here.
I shook my head and sighed, trying to shake out all other thoughts that don't have anything to do with World War One, but it was too hard. One thought stayed in my head. One thought that had been with me for a while now...
I'm in love with my best friend...
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"Miley!" Oliver said, running over to me, nearly crashing into me.
"Honestly, Oliver, are you sure you don't have two left feet?" I asked him, laughing.
"Ha ha. Anyways, have you seen Lilly?" he asked, looking around.
"Ah. Um, no, but I'm waiting for her to get out of gym class. Why?"
"Oh, John was looking for her," he said hesitantly.
My blood boiled as soon as his name came out of Oliver's mouth. John was Lilly's ex-boyfriend that cheated on her with the biggest bimbo in school. And now he had the nerve to come and try and get Lilly back? Hell no. Hell fucking no.
"Tell him he can look forever because he's never going to fucking find her. Okay?" I said. I could feel my face flushing, my eyes tearing up; my eyes always got teary when I got angry.
"Miley?" I heard Lilly say, softly, behind me.
I breathed deeply and wiped away the tears, before turning around and saying, "Hey, Lills. Ready to go?"
Lilly smiled. "Yep! Let's go!"
"Lilly, wait," Oliver started.
I cut him off with a sharp, "Oliver." I looked at Lilly again and said, "Come on. Please."
Lilly looked back at Oliver, but then said, "O-okay."
After we were away from the school, Lilly spoke up and asked, "What was...um...Oliver about to say?"
I sighed. "John...he wanted to see you."
"He did?" Lilly said, and I could hear some hint of hope in her voice. I really wished she could let him go, but I knew that she wouldn't anytime soon. "Wow. Do you think he wants to get back together?"
I snuck a sideways glance at her, and the look on her face made me want to cry. She looked so hopeful, like being back together with John was a blessing from heaven. I wanted to pick her up and cuddle her and tell her that John didn't deserve her, and she didn't deserve to be treated that way, and again I had to hold back my hands.
"MILEY!" I heard Lilly shriek as I was broken out of my thoughts.
But it was too late; I looked in front of me, and suddenly: BAM. I fell back as my head collided with the metal telephone pole and let out a loud yell. I could see the sky as I kept falling, and I expected to black out as soon as my head collided with the concrete below, but then I felt something stop me.
"Miley!" Lilly cried as she grabbed my arms and stopped me from hitting my head. She pulled me back onto my feet and helped me regain balance. "Are you okay?"
I looked down, noting that she was still holding my arms. "Y-yeah. Thank you for, um, saving me."
Lilly laughed, the sound like angel's harps. "Anytime. You would do the same for me."
I would do anything for you, I thought to myself as she let go of my arms. "So, let's get to my house before I trip over a cat or something."
At my house, we finished our science project and then we just sat around, watching TV. I didn't realize it, but after only a few minutes of watching TV, I was dozing off, leaning against Lilly's shoulder.
"Oh!" I said, snapping up. "Sorry, Lills! I'm just so tired!"
"Me, too. But, hey, I have an idea! Let's call Oliver over and then we can all go to the beach!" Lilly said, her cute blue eyes twinkling.
"The beach. Sounds fun," I said, pulling out my cell phone and calling Oliver.
"Beach. Ten minutes. Be at my house. Bye!" I said, not even giving him a chance to respond; I never did. I had learned early that even though Oliver wasn't much of a talker in person, over the phone he was like an audio book.
When I hung up the phone, Lilly was smiling at me. "Nice," she said, and then her face dropped. "Oh. Crud. I don't have a swimsuit." She started to get up, saying, "I'll just go back to my house really quick and-"
I grabbed her arm and made her sit back down. "Lilly. Please. You can borrow one my swimsuits."
"Really? Oh, thank you so much! Can I have that really cute hot pink one? I'm just kidding! I'll take whichever one you give me!" she said, laughing.
I got up, knowing full well that I would've searched the whole world for that hot pink bikini that I knew she loved so much.
Up in my room, I sighed and slid down the wall. Being around Lilly was getting harder by the second. Every time she smiled, I wanted to reach out and stroke her hair. Every time she laughed, I wanted to grab her face and kiss her. This is horrible, I thought to myself as I slowly got up and searched for our bikinis. Am I ever going to tell her?
Lilly's voice broke me out of my thoughts as she yelled, "OLIVER'S HERE!" I hurried down the stairs, already in my swimsuit, and handed the other one to Lilly.
"Thanks," she said. "I'll go change really quick!" She ducked into my bathroom. I flopped onto the couch and sighed again, totally forgetting that Oliver was right there.
"You okay, Miles?" he asked.
My eyes snapped open. "Oh! Yeah! Me? I'm fine! Heh...heh."
He looked towards the bathroom and then back at me. Straight at me. Like he could see straight through my lie. "Yeah. Okay."
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"Miley! Oh my gosh! Look at that wave!" Lilly said, pointing to a huge upcoming wave. "I'm gonna go try to surf it! Oliver, you up for it?"
Oliver laid back on his towel and waved her off. "I'm wiped out. You go ahead."
"Okay!" Lilly grabbed her surfboard and ran out into the ocean, laughing.
"So, Miley," Oliver said slowly, turning to me. "When are you gonna tell her?"
My breath caught in my throat. His words cut me like a knife. Of course Oliver would be so damn blunt. "Tell who what?" I said, hoping he wasn't talking about what I thought he was talking about.
"My God, Miles. Don't act dumb. When are you gonna tell Lilly you like her?" he said, still looking at me.
"How do you know I like her?"
"The way you look at her; like she's an angel. The way you talk to her and about her; like there's no one else on the planet that could even come close to being as perfect as her."
"There isn't," I blurted out.
Oliver smirked. "How long has this been going on?"
I sighed and buried my face in my hands. "A long time. God. I like her. So. Much."
"Then tell her, Miles. It's Lilly. Your best friend. You can tell her anything, right?"
"Yeah," I said, looking out at the ocean, right at Lilly. She was surfing the wave a bit unsteadily, the hot pink bikini looking even brighter from where we were sitting.
"So...?" Oliver prodded.
I looked over at him. "Soon...soon."
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So...? Ha ha! Oliver knows everything! But yeah, I really hoped you guys like this!
Me out!
Kiso