AN: One-shot Lilly's Pov.
Miley stood on the chair in her living room, playing guitar, and singing something that was so not her.
Once she was done, she looked at me, Oliver and her dad, and smiled so wildly at us, that it almost made me smile too.
"So what do you guys think of the new Hannah?" she asked, and her dad cleared his throat.
"That may be something that no one wants to hear ever again, you know, maybe" he said, and I smiled a little at this, and Oliver nudged me with his elbow.
"No offence daddy, but you're not exactly the hip young audeince I want to reach" Miley said, putting the guitar back on it's stand.
"Well, no one seemed to mind that when I was writing fifteen straight hits for Hannah Montana, none of which involved a face full of spetum!" her dad yelled, and I scrunched up my nose.
"Spetum?" Oliver asked me.
"I think it's old coot for spit" I whispered back, and Oliver nodded his head.
That's when Miley turned on us.
"What did you guys think of the new Hannah?" she asked, and I gulped and looked at Oliver. We did this huddle thing for a second, before Oliver looked up at her.
"We hate her" he said, and I nodded my head, even if that hurt look on Miley's face was killing me.
"Why!?" Miley yelled, and this time I spoke up.
"She scares us" I said, and Oliver nodded his head, agreeing with me.
"What do you two know, you wouldn't know good if it hit you in the face!" Miley yelled, and my mouth dropped open in shock, Oliver's following close behind.
"Hey, leave us out of your little dispetum!" I yelled, and Oliver grinned.
"Nice wordplay" he said, and I smiled.
"Ugh!" Miley yelled, and I rolled my eyes.
"Sorry Miles, but this is a bad idea" I said, standing up and pulling my shirt down.
Oliver followed suit, pulling his shirt down also.
"A bad, scary idea" he said, and I nodded my head.
"Well, at least you know the title of Hannah's next album, 'Like me, or I'll hit you in the face'" her dad said, and Miley looked from him, to us, then right at me.
"Whatever" she mumbled, before running upstairs.
"Sweet niblets, I'm going to have to buy myself a whole truck load of cookies to get myself out of this one" her dad said, and me and Oliver frowned.
Later that night, I woke up to a load scream.
"I fell asleep on the couch?" I asked myself, before another scream came from upstairs.
I took off running upstairs, and ran into Miley's room, to find her sitting up and breathing deeply, and when she saw me, she smiled.
"What are you doing here?" she asked.
"I think I fell asleep on your couch, what's wrong?" I asked, as I sat down on the bed next to her, grabbing her hand.
Me and Miley had been dating for about a month.
"Bad dream, and you guy's were right" Miley said, as she started playing with my hand.
"What were we right about?" I asked, confused.
"I don't want to be a hard-edged Hannah, that's not the messege I wanna send to my fans, and plus, I'm not changing to hold on to an audeince that hasn't even left me yet" Miley said, and I smiled.
"I'm really glad that you decided to stay with the old Hannah" I said, lightly kissing her.
"Really?" she asked.
"Yeah, because your number one fan loves you just the way you are" I said, and Miley's smile grew.
"I love you too" she mumbled, and I layed down next to her, and we both fell asleep.
When Robbie and Jackson came in about two minutes later, trying to figure out who was screaming, that's what they found.
Miley and Lilly, asleep in each others arms.
"Night girls" Robbie whispered, closing the door.
AN: My take on the episode "Yet Another Side Of Me".