After the writers broke my heart, I HAD to write this oneshot in order to ease the pain. Maybe it's short, but it helps. ReViEw. Oh, and Review my 100 Lackson thing too! The only review on there is from myself, I'm so desperate.

Miley's POV:

"Me and Jackson?" Lilly asked me as she sat on my bed, leaning slightly off of it. I nodded. "Uh-huh," I said. I had just told Lilly my INSANE dream about my brother getting together with her. As I looked up at her face, I was sure that she was going over the

horrible possibilities of a Jackson/Lilly relationship. "Together?" she asked me. Again, I nodded. "Uh-huh." I held my breath. She could NOT say that she liked him! PLEASE, Lilly! I thought. Don't like Jackson! DON'T LIKE JACKSON! What happened next made me

super relieved. Lilly stuck out her tongue and made a face. "BLEAH!" she responded. Thank the Lord! She doesn't like that freak! I put my arm around her and beamed. "That's my girl!" I told her. I was extremely happy that Lilly and Jackson could maintain a

nice relationship as kinda/sorta friends. "I didn't have breakfast today," Lilly told me after our hug. (A/N: I didn't know what else to call it.) "Could I fix myself some eggs downstairs?" she asked. I nodded. "Of course, Lilly. My brother should be downstairs, so

steer clear of him!" I responded, only half-kidding. I watched Lilly disappear from my room.

Lilly's POV:

Okay, so I lied. I had breakfast that morning. So what am I doing down here? Seeing Jackson. He was bending over his cereal bowl and eating his Cookie Crisp (A/N: I don't own Cookie Crisp. I just don't know how to make that 'r' thing.). He smiled when he

saw me come down stairs. "Hey, baby," he greeted. I smiled and bushed. "Hi, Jackson," I said. I pulled up a chair and sat next to him. "Miley still out?" he asked me. I shook my head. "No, she just woke up." I laughed when I remembered last night. It was

pretty fun playing a trick on Miley, and she did deserve it. Jackson turned to me and raised an eyebrow. "What's so funny?" he asked, curiously. I shook my head. "Just remembering last night," I told him. Jackson laughed too. "Yeah," he agreed. "She fell

pretty hard."

"I can't wait until she finds out," I told him. Jackson nodded. "Me neither," he agreed. "And when she does, she'll be SO freaked!" We laughed, imagining Miley's reaction.

Flashback

"Now, come here, baby," Jackson told me. "Let's seal this deal with a kiss." He literally swept me off my feet. I found myself staring into his beautiful eyes as we shared a beautiful, lovely, romantic kiss, ignoring Miley's shouts. That is, until I saw her faint out

of the corner of my eye. Jackson and I broke away, staring at Miley. I was back up on my feet. "Do you think she'll be okay?" I asked Jackson. He nodded. "She should be. Meanwhile, let's get her into her pajamas, put her into her bed, and make her believe

that this was all a dream. And when she finds out it happened after all, the results will be priceless." I nodded.

"You're so smart," I told him, grabbing Miley's feet and pulling off her shoes. Hey, what she doesn't know won't kill her.

But what she does know might.

End Flashback

Okay, so did that suck? I hope it didn't. I had to write this, short it may be, because my heart refuses to just lie on the streets, stomped on by the writers. So, yeah. I'd like to believe that this happened. PEACE OUT, LACKSON FANS!