Title: Belonging Together

Ship: Lilly/Jackson, with a slight Miley/Oliver

Fandom: Hanna Montana

Rating: T

Summary: They were complete opposites with nothing in common. He's a self absorbed, money scheming jock and she's into surfing, skating and being there for her best friends. After a few awkward moments they begin to realize they have one thing in common, each other.

Disclaimer: I don't own Disney, Hanna Montana, or their actors that bring the characters to life. I own my words, my story and my thoughts. so if you take them be warned by bite is worse then my bark.

"So what's the schedule for tonight?" Miley asked looking at her two best friends. "Movie night?"

"Nah." Lilly shook her head in boredom.

"Game night?" Miley said rummaging the game closet for their favorite.

"Been there done that" Oliver waved his hand with a yawn.

"There's not much else." Miley sighed in defeat as she threw herself on her couch.

"Miles . . ." Lilly said as her eyes hovered over the room. "What about just chilling."

"But I want to do something." She replied with a sharp tone that insisted she did not just want to chill on the couch doing nothing. Both friends sighed in frustration as they looked at the double life living girl they called a best friend.

"It'll come to us eventually. We have all night to think of something Miles. Relax." Oliver replied as he put his hand over hers. "Chill girl." Lilly rolled her eyes knowing what was to come after this.

"Well I'll be upstairs catching up on my reading." Lilly got to her feet and picking up a book she had abandoned on the coffee table. She said it to non existent ears for they had already begun their ritual. She only sighed and made her way up to the room. Seriously ever since they started dating she had become a third wheel, a non existent third wheel, but a third wheel nonetheless.

Jackson had been in his room doing what he did best and that was nothing. He noticed Lilly walking by to his little sisters room with a book. He only rolled his eyes as he turned the television to something more to his liking. Anything with hot chicks would do . . really. Who cares who won the president's seat. Eventually the world would be his anyway. He chuckled as he threw his hand behind his head.
Night soon fell upon the Steward residence and everyone was settling for bed. Oliver of course had gone home due to some certain incidents that his siblings had gotten into so thus his visit was cut short and that left the two girls to revel in girl time or in Miley's case "Isn't Oliver just gorgeous . . and last week Oliver did this or that cute thing" stories.

Lilly had managed to borrow a t - shirt from Jackson, seeing as she had forgotten her stuff at her home, to sleep in and it had fit big enough to cover all the essential parts. It wouldn't matter she would mostly stay in Miley's room till morning anyway. They had settled into the bed, doing as best friends do they were comfortable enough to share the bed.

It had been the middle of the night and Lilly had an urge .. an urge to pee badly. She rose to go relieve herself of this urge and after doing so she fumbled back to the room half asleep and fixed herself on her side. Had she been fully functioning she would have noticed that it had taken her a bit longer to get to her side then when she had left . But it was not Miley's room she had stumbled into but Jackson's.

Jackson was a heavy sleeper and had not taken into account the intruder in his bed. That is till his head began dreaming. . dreaming of her again. He smiled as he swore he could smell her laying next to him. In his dreams she was angelic, she smelled so beautiful, she was gorgeous. His hand had begun rubbing up and down her exposed leg as he dreamed that his hand was caressing her poetically beautiful creature.
Lilly Trescott could have sworn there was a hand caressing her leg, but Miley would not do that, she was not that way. No it had to have been her imagination and why did she suddenly smell burnt marshmallows and bubble gum. The last time that scent had hit her nose was because Jackson had been doing one of his infamous new food creations. The pillow was different and smelled of him. . .of Jackson .. she knew that smell. .. . "JACKSON!" Lilly had turned in her bed and then it had occurred to her to open her eyes the same moment he woke.

"AHHHH!" Jackson screeched as he stumbled to the floor. "You . . .evil . . .don't . . .get out." Jackson fumbled in his brain for vocabulary but all he could see was her. . .Lilly standing there in his shirt half dressed and then he grinned and . .. then he ducked the pillow thrown at him.

"What are you doing here?" Lilly glared at him as she pulled the covers to cover up her exposed body. "You perv!"

"This is my room." Jackson defended himself as he glared at her. "Your the one waltzing into my room and pretending to sleep! I see you for who you are Lilly Trescott!" It was then that he noticed his exposed body. "You wanted to take advantage of me!" He pointed at himself in his joking manner as he looked at her. "You are an evil one Lilly."

"I . ..did . . .No . ..EWWW" Lilly retorted as she turned the light on to realize what Jackson had said was true .What was she doing in his room? Jackson gave her an offended look, he was not that bad looking he thought.

"You can get out now." Jackson said pushing her out of the room. "I think you were going into THAT room." He stated pointing across the hall. "Goodnight."

"Night." Lilly muttered as the image of his chest would not leave. It wasn't that bad . .no not bad at all . .. wait . ..that's Jackson. "Eww." She whispered once more before settling into the right bed this time.