AN: Sequel to Heartbreak!

Disclaimer: I still don't own.

You're holding her up as tears roll down her face, and your cursing under your breath as you use strength you didn't even know you had to lift her up and carry her into your house, setting her down on the couch lightly, and pushing a stand of long, blonde hair out of her face.

You sigh deeply and inwardly curse Miley and Jake for not noticing what they're doing to her. They both swore up and down that they were her friends, yet they don't see that she's going through so much pain that's it's killing her inside.

You are startled a bit when she calls your name, and you sit next to her, rubbing her back as she curls into your side, still sobbing. You try to calm her down, you hate seeing her this upset, and all over Miley, her so-called best friend who doesn't even notice the pain she's in.

She sniffles a little, then looks up at you.

You offer a smile, because you know she's worried that you're angry at her because she pulled away from you over the last few weeks. She smiles back, and you feel your smile grow a little larger.

She's saying sorry now. She didn't want to bother you, but she knew you would be home, and she thought you were the only one who she could really talk about this that wouldn't judge her. She couldn't talk to Jake, Oliver, Jackson. And Miley was really out of the question.

As she's saying this, you take note of her blue eyes, and the way the look slightly lighter when coated in tears, and the way a smiles on her face now, a real, geniune smile, and find yourself smiling too, because of the fact that talking to you is what put that smile there.

You really shouldn't be noticing any of these things, but you are, and you don't know what to do about it.

You tell her the same thing she said Jackson told her. Miley will notice that she loves her soon enough, and leave Jake. She just shook her head, telling you that you're just as weird as Jackson, and that Jake has really changed this time, and that Miley honestly loves him.

Then she says she just wants Miley to be happy.

You find yourself wishing the same thing for her, and you look at her and tell her so, right to her face. Her mouth drops open for a minute, but she smiles, and moves a little closer, laying her head on your lap. You start to play with her long blonde hair, and you hear her sigh.

You take notice of how now, she's staring up at you, and she's smiling. You smile back, and just keep playing with her hair, a small smile on your face as you zone out for a few minutes. You come back to earth, only to see that she was now much closer then she was when you zoned out.

She's laughing at you now, telling you you're spacey. Then she smiles and lightly kisses your lips. You know somewhere deep inside that you're just a rebound. Her heart is broken, you should not be doing this. But that stays buried, as she presses against you more.

You hear her whispering your name as she kisses you again.

"Mikayla"

You kiss her lips again, placing your forehead against hers, and whisper her name back.

"Lilly"

She smiles and kisses you again, and your heart overrides your common sense as you kiss back, letting her push you backwards onto the couch.

AN: Wow, somehow, this went from Liley, to Likayla. I must find a way to turn it back around...that's what I'll do! Prepare for a third story!