Selena slowly approached the Cyrus-residence, trying to get her breathing and sobbing under control. She wiped away the running mascara from her cheeks, hoping that they wouldn't notice that she had cried.

She knocked on the door, and it was soon opened by Miley's mother, Tish.

"Oh, hi Selena. You're a rare sight around here." She said with her thick Tennessee-accent and smiled happily at the girl. But her smile quickly faltered when she saw the look in the girls eyes. Looking a little closer, she could see her eyes were red and puffy.

"Oh honey, have you been crying?" she asked sympathetic and held out her arms to give her a hug. Selena nodded and gladly walked into her arms. She had always liked Tish, she was always so open and welcoming to everybody.

"I-is Miley around?" she sobbed. Damn, she was trying so hard not to start crying again.

"She is in the kitchen eating, hun. Right this way." She let go of the girl and let her inside, then lead her to the kitchen where Miley was eating her pizza while having a small quarrel with her younger siblings Braison and Noah.

"You've got company Miley," Tish said softly before she sat down by the table.

"Wha-Selena! But.. Why are you crying?" She quickly got up from her seat and walked towards her, then pulled her into a tight hug. Selena closed her eyes and nuzzled her face into her neck. This was why she loved the Cyruses, they were always so affectionate and touchy-feely. Selena was sure she'd get a big hug from Billy Ray if she found him. But she liked Miley's hugs the most. She always smelled so nice of strawberries and vanilla, and her arms just felt perfect wrapped around her body. She always felt content in Miley's arms.

"Wanna talk about it?" Miley muttered against her hair.

"Upstairs."

They hesitantly let go of each other and shared a small smile.

Just when they turned around to leave, she felt two slender arms carefully wrap around her waist and a head pressed towards her hip. She looked down and let her hands run gently through the little girl's hair.

"Thanks Noah," she smiled before she squeezed her shoulders lightly. The little girl giggled and fixed her hair before she sat down on her chair.

"Well, I might as well join the hugfest," Braison grinned as he got up and held his arms out for her.

"Gosh, I love your family," Selena hiccuped as she walked into his arms and received a big bear hug from the much taller boy.

"So, do you wanna tell me what's wrong honey?" Miley asked concerned as they both laid down on Miley's bed. Selena found her way back to Miley's arms, her head placed on her shoulder, looking up at her.

"I-it's Demi," Selena whispered.

"What about her? Did something happen between you two? Did you have a fight?" Miley ran her hand soothingly through her hair. Selena simply nodded, not really wishing to go in detail. She just wanted to be comforted.

"Please tell me Sel."

"You'll just laugh. Or think I'm stupid. Or even be disgusted by me. Or all of the above." She let another trail of tears slowly run down her cheek.

"I promise that I would never react in any of those ways," Miley said truthfully.

"Promise?"

"Promise." Miley smiled and placed a soft kiss on her forehead.

Selena nodded and closed her eyes, mentally prepared herself for what she was going to say. Miley stayed quiet, letting the girl take her time.

"Ok... So I'm kinda a...." she muttered the last word quietly into her shoulder, hoping that she'd let it pass.

"You're a what?" Miley asked. Damn.

"Lesbian," she whispered.

Miley grew quiet for a while, slowly letting the new information soak in.

"Continue," she said after a while.

Selena nodded and started to speak again. "The only one I've ever told is Demi, and she has always been completely OK about it. But tonight...." She choked back a sob before she continued. "Tonight I told her that... that I have had feelings for her for a really long time. And she rejected me. Completely. She said that she wasn't 'like that', and that we couldn't be friends any more." She started to cry again as she spoke the last words, while she at the same time expected Miley to pull away and tell her to get the hell away from her. But she didn't. She stayed in the exact same spot, hugging her tightly.

"I'm sorry Sel. I don't really know what else to say or do."

"Maybe you can do me a favour?" she asked and looked up at her with teary eyes.

"Anything," she said and smiled softly.

"W-well... Demi's mother overheard our conversation and she called my mom and told her everything. By the time I got home, mom and Brian had agreed that I couldn't stay there any more..."

Miley gasped in shock. She couldn't believe Mandy would do something like that. She had always seemed so supportive to her.

"I'm sure that mom would get used to it after a while, but Brian is a very strict Christian and doesn't want me to stay home as long as this is 'going on'. He thinks it's just a phase, and it will be over soon, but I can't stay there until it's over."

"And your mom just accepts this?"

"Yes... Well, no. She said she'd try to convince him to let me come back home. She wanted me to stay at a friends house in the mean time. And this is where you come in..."

"You can stay here as long as you want," Miley said before she even got to ask the question.

"Really? But I don't have any of my stuff here."

"Then you'll borrow something from me."

Miley felt her own eyes started to tear up as she listened to the other girl's sad story. She could simply not believe that someone would treat such a nice and warm person like Selena this badly. But more than anything she was shocked by Demi's reaction to it all. Did ten years of friendship mean nothing to her?

"Are you sure your parents are OK with this?" she asked nervously. This 'coming-out thing' was kinda new to her.

"Absolutely. But if you don't feel comfortable about telling them why you really are staying here, then I'll come up with some sort of lie. Although I'm sure they won't mind."

"No, that's OK, you don't have to lie. As long as you tell them, while I sit innocently up here, twiddling my thumbs."

Miley smiled brightly and nodded, then got up and walked towards the door. "I'll get you some food while I'm down there."

"And something to drink!" Selena added before she left.

A while later, Miley came back into her room to find Selena sleeping on her bed. Miley smiled and placed the tray with food she had in her hand on the night stand. She stood there for a while, just staring at her.

"She looks so peaceful," she mumbled to herself, before a impish grin spread across her face. She stepped a couple of feet away, before she ran towards the bed and jumped on the sleeping girl. Selena woke up abruptly with a scream and a frightened look on her face.

"Miley?! But..What the-how the-how the-what the-how the-whaaat?"

Miley chuckled at her loss of words and gave her a hug then rolled off her to lay next to her.

"I thought it would be fun to scare you. I was right!" she giggled, still grinning widely, before pulling herself together.

"Was that totally inappropriate on a day like this? Then I'm sorry, I was just kidding with you."

"It's not exactly Armageddon, Miles."

"You don't know! We could possibly die in less than five seconds."

"Good point.."

They stayed quiet, as if they were expecting an asteroid to collide with the earth and extinct them all any minute.

"Riiight, has the weird moment passed yet...?"

"Wait for it... Right now! No? Right now! Right now!! Damn it..." Miley sighed disappointed.

Selena smiled and shook her head. "You're so stupid. Anyways, what did they say? Why did it take so long? Where is my food? Did you get me something to drink?"

"Dude, chill! They are completely fine with it, just as I told you they'd be. The reason it took so long was because I made you toast." Miley smiled and grabbed the tray off the night stand, placing it in Selena's lap.

"Awww, that's so sweet. And you got me pickles!" Selena grinned. "You really know how to turn my bad mood upside down."

"Of course. It's something I like to call 'southern hospitality'. You might have heard of if, considering you're a so called 'Texan'."

"Why did you say it with sarcasm?! I am a Texan!" she said offended as she took a bit of her toast.

"I'm just wondering where your accent is," Miley smirked.

"I... left it back in Texas."

"Yeah, sure you did."

Selena continued by eating in silence while Miley was sitting on the edge of the bed, looking at her.

"You're staring," she said as she finished eating.

"You're just so cute," Miley said, biting her lower lip as she realized she said it out loud.

"Thanks," Selena muttered and looked down, hiding the blush on her cheeks. "So... Where am I going to sleep. It's getting pretty late."

"The guest room right across the hall. Mom made the bed for you and stuff. I'll get you a t-shirt to sleep in."

Miley smiled to her friend before she walked to the opposite side of the room and started do go through her commode, looking for a t-shirt. She finally found a big 'The Killers' shirt that was at least three sizes to big for her, and threw it across the room to Selena.

"Sweet. I like wearing clothes that are too big for me. Turn around while I change, would ya?"

Miley did as she was told and waited for half a minute before she was told that it was alright to look again.

"It smells like Miley," Selena smiled and bit her lower lip.

"Yeah? What does 'Miley' smell like?" she giggled.

"Nice. I like it."

Miley grinned and walked over to give her a hug.

"Good night," she mumbled as she grabbed her waist and pulled her slender body close to her own.

"You too. And thanks. I really appreciate that you are letting me stay here."

"Don't mention it." Miley closed her eyes for a second and rested her head on Selena's shoulder, enjoying the warmth it provided.

Deciding she should to let go before it got awkward, she slowly slid her hand off her hips and moved them up to cup her face, momentarily getting the urge to kiss her. Shaking the thought away, she placed one soft kiss on her forehead and wished her a good night once again.

Smiling widely, Selena walked out of Miley's room and into the guest room, letting out a sigh of happiness when she laid down on the bed. Maybe getting over Demi wouldn't be so hard after all.