A/N: So I haven't got much to say except to congratulate myself on story number FIFTY! :) I'm oh so proud. :D
Oh, and to clarify. This is a stupid little drabble and the character speaking is whoever you want it to be, and the other character is later identified as Lilly. So Lilly and whoever you picture with Lilly? Let me know who you picture it being, because I honestly didn't write it with anyone in mind.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana
Bubblegum
It was driving me insane.
I could hear it. Her lips smacking together, her teeth grinding.
I was losing my mind.
I could see it. As she blew tiny little bubbles, and they popped, sticking to her matching pink lips.
It was making me crazy.
I could smell it. The sugary sweetness escaping her lips, like the smell of a beautiful flower.
My beautiful flower, Lilly.
And I could no longer stand it.
I reached out, taking her gorgeous face in my hands and pressed her lips forcefully against mine, wrapping her into my arms. She kissed back, and soon I was lost in her sound, her scent, her looks, but most importantly...
I could now taste the bubblegum too.
And boy, does she taste good.
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