My first HM story, but not my first one on here. This is a femslash story, so if you don't like it I'm not forcing you to read it.

Disclaimer: I don't own HM or the people in the story unless I decide to put somebody in here later on.

Out in the Open

What the hell am I thinking? I can't fall for my best friend! But look at her... long blond hair, beautiful blue eyes, and a smoking hot body to boot. I think I have liked her since we met. We connected and instantly were best friends, but I think I liked her as more than that. My thoughts were inturrupted by the last bell of the day.

"Miley, you ok? You seemed to space out while I was talking to you." Lilly asked caringly.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Just thinking about stuff." I lied.

"What stuff?" She inquired.

You! "My Hannah consert tomorrow night." Two lies! Why can't I just tell her?

"Oh. Is Lola going to be there for support?" She asked with a grin.

"Of course! Couldn't do it without her." Her grin turns into the hugest smile ever.

"Good 'cause I gotta tell you something and that will be the perfect night." I look at her curiously.

What could she have to tell me? That she is madly in love with me and want to be my girlfriend until we die? No. I'm getting my hopes up.

"Want to help me pick an outfit for it?" She ask after a few minutes of silent walking.

"Sure. I'm wondering what you'd look like in a green wig. I'm thinking pink and green striped shirt and a black skirt maybe." Clothes, a safe topic.

"Wow. Your mind works fast when we talk about clothes." She's laughing.

"Well I'm a girl, and your mind should work that fast with clothes too." I argue.

"My mind does work fast in fashion. It also works fast in French and math unlike somebody's. -cough-You-cough-" Oh she did not go there.

"Hey it's not my fault I'm not good with numbers or foreign. I'd like to see you get an A in English though." I say cockily.

"Oh no you didn't!" She lunged at me.

I fall to the driveway of my house with her blond hair in my face. She is struggling to keep my arms still. I relent and let her pin me down. Lilly stares into my eyes and lowers her head so our lips are inches apart. I try to say something, but nothing comes out. All the breath leaves my lungs. My eyes close and I feel pressure on my lips. A hand finds my cheek and one in my hair. I realise Lilly is kissing me. My brain is dead. Slowly I control myself and kiss back. After a few seconds she pulls back with a satisfying look on her face. She blushes and gets off of me.

"I didn't... I'm sorry Miles." She looks flustered.

"Don't be Lilly. I was waiting so long for that to happen, and now it has." I admit while struggeling to stand.

"You mean you aren't mad?" Her face dawns a smile the size of Texas.

Instead of replying, I kiss her. I feel her pulling away but I pull her closer to me. When I finally pull back she closes her eyes and hugs me close. I have a feeling we will be very happy together, no matter what happens.

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Thanks for reading this slop. And sorry it's a short start. Now review please. I don't care if you hate it or love it, I want somebody to tell me what I did wrong or where I could go from here.