This is my first try at writing fan-fiction. Actually it's pretty much my first try at writing. Hope you like it. Oh yea, I don't own Hannah Montana, never have, never will. Just a warning, this story deals with girly-love so if you don't like it don't read.
Seventeen year old Miley Stewart was sitting on her porch bench, strumming her guitar, watching the sun set. She was completely alone. Her dad and brother had gone away on one of their father/son fishing weekends so she figured she may as well write a new song, it's not like she had anything else to do. She sighed, how could a teen pop sensation be this bored on a Friday night? Surely there was something for her to do?
She placed her guitar on the ground by the side of the bench and picked up her cell. She dialled in a familiar number. Her thump hovered over the call button for a second before she hit cancel instead then threw her phone down next to her. She crossed her arms and huffed eyeing it for a few seconds before angrily running her hands through her hair and snatching it back up. "It's just Lilly." She muttered to herself as she redialled. "I can call her." Again she hesitated and again she cancelled it, throwing her phone down. "I can't do it." She groaned again and slumped forward with her head in her hands. What was wrong with her? She could call Lilly. Lilly was her best friend. Her really cute best friend with shiny blonde hair, big blue eyes that glistened like the ocean and were just as easy to drown in, a gorgeous smile that lit up the room… "Ugh." She shouted into her hands. "I gotta stop this."
"Psh…I'll say. You know Miley, you really shouldn't talk to yourself, people might think you're crazy."
Miley's eyes widened and she slowly lifted her head from her hands drinking in the sight of the blonde bombshell that stood before her. Lilly looked really hot leaning against her porch rail. She was wearing dark skinny jeans and a tight tank top that showed off her cleavage nicely. Miley had to force her eyes from the view to meet Lilly's gaze, and even then she couldn't stop gawking. Lilly looked so beautiful, with her hair flowing down past her shoulders, moving slightly in the breeze, her big blues eyes twinkled with amusement and she wore a slight smirk on her lips that was sexy, even if she didn't mean it to be. "Lilly." Miley squeaked. "How long've ya been standin' there?"
"Long enough to know you need mental help." She teased.
Miley gave a good natured eye roll. You think. "Yea, yea. What're you doin' here anyways?"
Lilly shrugged. "Nothin'." She moved to flop down in the seat next to her brunette friend and Miley had to quickly grab her phone before it was crushed. "Sooo." Lilly began. "What've you got planned for tonight?"
"Nothin' special." Miley answered, eyeing her friend suspiciously. "Why?"
"No reason." Lilly answered innocently but Miley remained suspicious. "Say don't 'cha think tonight is a great night for going to a beach party?"
"I knew it." Miley exclaimed, jumping out of her seat. "Lillian Truscott, what're you trying to pull?"
"Pull…psh…I'm not trying to…"
"Lilly." Miley warned. "I'm not buying it so spill."
"Fine." Lilly relented. "I got you a date for Keith's beginning of the summer beach party."
"Lil-ly. I told you no more setups. How many times do I gotta tell ya I don't want a man right now? I'm happy going Han style."
"Han style?" Lilly asked confused.
"Yea, you know, Solo."
Lilly rolled her eyes. "Miley I really think you should know who it is befo…"
Miley cut her off. "Nope. Not interested."
"It's Gabe." Lilly said, completely ignoring her.
"Gabe?" Miley squeaked.
"Uh huh, the very Gabe you've been crushing on since before Prom plus Oliver and I will be there so we can hang out a little." Seeing Miley staring at her speechless she said "I think a 'thank you Lilly' is what you're looking for right now." Lilly finished, smiling proudly.
She looks so cute when she smiles like that. "Thank you Lilly." Miley replied dreamily. Wait no. God I hope Lilly thinks I answered like that because of Gabe. Say it with me Stewart, composure. "But I can't go."
Lilly frowned. "What? Why?"
Why? Why can't I go? Because I don't want to watch the new adventures of Lilly-pad and Ollipop whilst pretending to like a guy I'm not even interested in. Nope, can't say that. "Because I have…" She looked around for inspiration and saw the yard broom. "…chores."
"Chores?" Lilly asked incredulously.
Chores? What the hell? I couldn't have done better than chores? "Um…yea. I…uh…I t-told my dad I would clean?" Miley internally rolled her eyes at herself. Oh yea that was convincing. So much for composure, I'm such a dork.
"Well do them tomorrow, you have the whole weekend."
"Yea, but I'd rather do them now. Just like my Daddy always says 'Get your chores done on a Friday, get the rest of the weekend free'."
"Miley, the party isn't on the rest of the weekend, it's tonight. Come on, your dad's not even here, s'not like he's gonna know."
"But I will." Miley sighed. "I'm sorry Lils, I just can't go."
"Do you hear yourself right now? You won't go to the biggest party of the summer because you have chores? I'd understand if it was something important but chores? Really?"
My thoughts exactly. I blame you with your cute little smile, it threw me off. "Hey I'll have you know chores are plenty important. They teach discipline, responsibility plus my Daddy is trusting me, I can't let him down."
"Yea 'cause chores, that's a life and death situation right there." Lilly muttered sarcastically.
"Have you seen the size of some of them dust bunnies? Not a pret-ty sight."
"Whatever Miley." Lilly grumbled as she got out of her seat. "You don't wanna hang out with me, fine. Have fun with the dust bunnies." With that she stormed off.
Miley let out a breath. Sweet niblets. "Lilly." She called out as she took off after her friend. She caught up with her at the end of the driveway. "Dang Lilly, wait."
Lilly stopped and span around so fast Miley had to jump back to avoid colliding with her. "No Miley. I have been waiting, for weeks. You don't call anymore, you ignore my calls and now you don't want to hang out with me. I'm sick of waiting." Then she stormed off again leaving a dumbstruck Miley in her wake.
Miley shook herself out of her stupor and ran down the street after the blonde. "Lilly I never said I didn't wanna hang out with you."
"You didn't have to."
"Lilly…" Miley tried but Lilly ignored her as she continued power walking to her own house. "Will you stop?" Miley was struggling to keep up with her. Lilly seemed to walk faster after that. Miley ran ahead and grabbed both of Lilly's arms making her stop.
"Okay Miley, I've stopped. What do you want?" Lilly spat out angrily with her chest heaving from excursion.
You. Nope that's not what I was gonna say. Think, what did I want? But she couldn't think, all Miley was aware of were the pleasant tingles that started shooting up her arms as her hands touched Lilly's bare skin. Ignore the tingles, ignore the tingles. She dragged her eyes from her hands to meet Lilly's gaze and her breath caught in her throat. Ignore how hot she looks with her face flustered and her chest heaving, ignore how hot she… "Uh Miley. I've um stopped…you can let go of me now."
"Huh? Oh right." She dropped her hands to her side and stepped back, internally kicking herself as she did so. "Sorry." She added sheepishly.
"Well," Lilly began impatiently, glaring at her. "What were you going to say?"
Miley took a deep breath as if preparing herself. "Lilly I never said I didn't want to hang out with you anymore. I'm sorry if I gave you the idea that I did."
Lilly softened slightly and sighed. "Why did you?" Seeing Miley's confused look she elaborated. "Avoid me?"
Miley sucked her bottom lip in-between her teeth and looked down suddenly finding the cracks in the pavement extremely interesting. How could she answer that with out giving away her feelings for Lilly, if that little display earlier hadn't already given her away?
"Have I done something to upset you?" Lilly asked after Miley's silence became too much for her.
"No." Miley exclaimed, her head darting up in shock as she rushed to reassure her friend. "Lilly you haven't done anything, it's just…" What is it? "You're always with Oliver nowadays and it makes me uncomfortable. I don't like feeling like the third wheel."
"Miley we didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable or like the third wheel. You're my best friend and I never wanted you to feel that way. I'm sorry if I made you feel left out or feel like you're not important because you are. You have no idea how much your friendship means to me."
Lilly had meant the words to be reassuring, to make Miley feel but they didn't. Each time the word friend came up, it felt like a knife was slowly cutting away at her heart strings reminding her that all she was and all she ever would be to Lilly Truscott was her friend. She gladly sank into the hug Lilly engulfed her in. Fighting the urge to shiver when Lilly whispered, "I love you." In her ear. Then fought the urge to cry when the realisation that Lilly would never mean those words the way she wanted her to hit her.
"I love you too, Lilly." She whispered back allowing a few tears to escape. More than you know. She sniffed and blinked back tears as she pulled out of the hug. She gave Lilly a shaky smile. "Now let's get to the party, my chores can wait." Her chores could definitely wait, if all she was going to be was Lilly Truscott's best friend then she was determined to be the best, best friend ever. She grabbed Lilly's hand and started pulling her in the direction of her house.
"Uh Miley…if we're going to the party why are we going back to your house." Lilly asked honestly confused.
Miley released the hold she had on Lilly's hand and span around to face her with her hand on her hip. "Well my brunette impaired best friend, if I'm going on a date with Gabe, I'm at least gonna change out of my pyjamas, don't want to give him the wrong idea." She turned and continued walking back to her house.
Lilly fell in step with her, giggling. "Oh I thought there was something off with your outfit."
Miley snickered to herself. Wait for it. "Wait a second, brunette impaired?" Lilly tilted her head until realization dawned on her. "Hey." Lilly exclaimed indignantly as Miley ran off laughing like crazy. "Miley Stewart I just got that." She called out after her making Miley laugh louder. "You're so dead." With that Lilly gave chase.