For my fellow Lackson fans. Lackson future fic.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana or any of it's affiliated...stuff. blah blah blah Oh, and I'm only gonna say this once, so make it count.
"You're supposed to be telling me this is a bad idea." Jackson gasped out between kisses, before lifting a hand to her face and caressing her cheekbone.
"I am?" Lilly whispered, her eyes opening to meet his.
He groaned before touching his lips to hers once again. "I really hope not."
The kiss was achingly tender, the brush of his lips quickly turning passionate. Her hands fisted in the material of his t-shirt, holding him close as his arms wrapped around her tightly.
"Jackson." she whispered, "This isn't a bad idea."
He rested his forehead on hers for a moment. "What about Miley?" He had to ask, they may not always get along, but she was his sister and he didnt like it when she was upset.
Lilly smiled at him. "She'll be okay with it. I know because she once told me she would be."
Jackson tilted his head to the side, "Really?"
Lilly gave a short laugh. "She had a dream that we were together a couple of years ago, and asked me if I had feelings for you."
He raised his eyebrows, "And?"
She rolled her eyes. "And at the time I didn't."
He frowned, "That ain't right."
She pulled him forward for her kiss. "I do now." she whispered.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah."
He gave a small smile, pulling her into his arms and holding her tightly. Letting out a breath, he leaned his head forward to kiss her shoulder.
She cleared her throat, "So...um, does this mean we're together?"
Leaning back to cup her face in his hands, he pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. "For as long as you'll have me."
Lilly jerked awake, then a moment later burst into tears. It had only been three months since he'd said those words to her the night of Miley's birthday party. He had lied.
"Liar." she whispered to the silent room. A sob built up in her chest and she let it out in a scream.
"LIAR!"
For as long as you'll have me...