I allowed a small smile to grace my lips as my feet pounded the familiar trail to Mileys house, it felt weird smiling, almost a foreign action to me when I stayed at home, but I knew that would all change once I was at Mileys, she had the ability to make me smile no matter what was going on, all it took was a hug from her, and I'd be okay, well nearly okay.

Summer has started three days ago and I got a distraught phone call from Miley this morning demanding that I came to her house today because she was beginning to forget what I look like after three days without my company, I smiled at the memory

The sounds of Paramore's pressure broke me out of my sleepy haze and I reached out to my bedside table searching for my phone, eventually I found it and answered it.

"Mhmm?" I mumbled sleepily.

"LILLYPAD!! WAKE UP, I haven't seen you in three days, and I think I've forgotten what you look like, you better be at my house in 20 minutes or I'm coming down three myself, and bring pj's because I'm not letting you go!" she screamed into the phone.

I jerked the phone away from my ear flinching at how loud she was speaking holding the phone about three inches away from my ear whilst trying to rub the sleep out of my eyes.

"Kay, I'm coming," I once again mumbled into the phone before, forcing myself into the bathroom, I managed to shower and get out of three in ten minutes and after pulling on my favourite hoody I was out the door.

After the short walk down the road I made it to Mileys house, and reached out my hand to knock on the door, but before I could the door was lurched open and a blur of blue white and brown hurled itself onto me, wrapping its arms around me and tackling both of us to the floor.

"and Hello to you to Miles," I said into her hair and she continued to hug me.

She pulled away from me and pulled me up and I noticed that she was blushing; she rubbed the back of her head and looked embarrassed before saying.

"Ahh sorry Lils, it's just I missed you,"

"I missed you as well Miles, come on how bout you get me some breakfast, I'm starving" and as if by magic my stomach rumbled to prove my point.

She giggled and pulled me inside towards the kitchen, where I could see pancakes, bacon, scrambled eggs, hash browns and syrup laid out already.

"Food? Is that all you think of Truscott? It's a good thing I like you otherwise I might be slightly offended" she said putting her hands on her hips, trying, but failing to hide her smile.

"Awhh come on Miles you know I love you, but you can't deny that your Dad cooks a mean breakfast,... and lunch,...and dinner,...and everything else" I replied with a smile.

She let out a laugh and proceeded to pile tonnes of food onto two plates before sitting down next to me and letting me dig in, after a while I noticed her food still remained untouched and when I looked up I found her staring at me.

"What? Have I got something on my face?" I asked, trying to figure out what that weird look she had in her eyes was.

"Nope, "she replied, "you're just really cute when you eat,"

I looked down as I felt myself blushing, and mumbled something about her been crazy before I carried on eating, I turned around to see her with a huge grin plastered across her face and saw that she had started to dig into her food as well.

When we had finished our breakfast and were stuffed to breaking point, we decided to head up to her and watch a movie. I ran up her stairs following her into her room and jumped down onto her bed while I waited for her to pick out the movie she wanted to watch, I turned myself over and buried my face in her pillow breathing in her scent, letting it fill my lungs letting it calm me down and relax me. There was something about that cinnamon and vanilla smell that was always around her that had the power to completely calm me down and render me speechless at the same time, I waited there totally content, occasionally grunting in agreement with her as she asked me her opinion on what I thought about that movie, or whether we should watch this movie.

After about ten minutes we finally decided on Wicked the musical, as it was out favourite musical, and it never got old no matter how many times we watched it.

I flipped myself over again and pulled myself up so that my back was resting her headboard and I was facing the television, and then she decided that she wanted some popcorn so while I watched the trailers that came before the movie she ran down and put some popcorn in the microwave.

Just as the movie was about to start she came back up with a huge bowl of popcorn, and two cans of soda, she put them on her bedside table and snuggled into my side, putting her head on my shoulder, she lifted my arm up and put it around her shoulder before sighing in contentment and saying.

"That's better" and settling down to watch the movie.

I didn't trust myself to say anything, knowing that I would probably stutter or say something completely stupid.

Miley had always been the more physically and friend person out of us two, sure I didn't mind hugs and the occasional snuggle, but Miley was completely different, she HAD to have at least 30 hug a day from me, insisted on linking arms with me where ever we went and when she got really excited she would hold my hand and skip around like she was five years old. Not that I was complaining, I loved her to bits, and found that little trait of hers adorable, but it made my job of resisting her that much harder, everything she would grab my hand or hug me for that second longer than usual, an electric shot would course through my body, and despite how cliché that sounds, that's exactly how it felt.

Ten minutes into the movie and i totally gave up watching the screen instead just choosing to watch how Miley reacted to what was happening in the movie, when she was happy her eyes would light up and she'd sit a little straighter, when something bad was happening she's move closer into my side and tilt her head a little further away from the screen but never breaking eye contact with it. I watch as she smiled and felt content.

For a while I forgot about why I woke up with a stinging pain in my left wrist, and I forgot why I had to wear a wrist band so Miley wouldn't ask any questions, and I forgot why it was that I dreaded to go home every day. For a while I was content. I was happy.

About half way into the movie I noticed that our popcorn bowl was empty, and so did Miley she picked up the remote and paused the movie before turning to me and saying.

"Come Lils let's get some more popcorn,"

She grabbed my left wrist and proceeded to pull me, I flinched in pain and yanked my wrist away from her, before trying to disguise it as a cough. But it didn't matter the damage was already done, her eyes narrowed and she looked at me and then my wrist.

"Lilly, what happened?" she said he voice cautious.

"Umm nothing Miles, I just caught my hand in a door yesterday," I replied, not even believing my own lie.

She leaned over and pulled my arm towards her, I didn't even bother resisting knowing that eventually she'd get her way with me, it was always like that. Tenderly she rested my hand in her lap, before pulling away my wrist band with the utmost care, careful not to hurt me even more.

Her eyes welled up with tears as she saw what I had done to myself, and I mentally smacked myself for being the cause of her tears. She looked at me with such pain and concern in her eyes, before pulling me into a tender hug kissing the top of me head. She mumbled sweet nothings into my hair before pulling away from me.

She then took my face in her hands making sure I was looking at her, into her eyes, before she spoke again.

"No more okay? Don't do this to yourself Lilly, I can't bear to see you in pain, you know that don't you? I love you so much Lilly and if anything were ever to happen to you I don't know what I would do, you're my Lillypad and I'll look after you no matter what, next time you need to do this, just call me, anytime, doesn't matter where I am or what I'm doing I'll answer, I'll be there right next to you, just don't hurt yourself Lilly, you're already hurting, don't hurt yourself even more."

I found myself nodding along to everything she was saying just wanting the pain in her eyes to go away, just wanting the pain I was feeling to go away, just wanting it to go away. I saw the concern, the pain, the love in her eyes, and something else I couldn't quite recognise, something I could quite place.

She pulled me into her arms and carried on whispering sweet nothings into my hair, "it'll all be alright", "I'm here with you,", "you won't ever be alone" and for the second time that week I broke down her arms, sobs wracking my whole body, but with her strong arms around me I felt that maybe it would be okay one day. Maybe it would be fine.

Umm and that's chapter 3 guys, I want to thank you all once again for the reviews, they mean the world to me, and although I didn't get lots, the ones I did get were brilliant, I guess we got to see more of Lilly and Mileys relationship in this one, I hope it was okay, and I guess I'll try to keep up the speed at which I am updating, reviews make me happy (: