A/N Some sexual content, and if you read Dreams, you know that things like this would happen throughout the fic.

Chapter 4

Fear

It's been a couple of days since my nightmare with Jackson leaving me and I still couldn't get the picture out of my head. I haven't been able to sleep well and I've been getting really tired lately.

School has been hectic; I'd find myself falling asleep during class and as for Chantel, it's just really hard for me to hate her. She hadn't done anything yet and she's been really nice to me. Maybe I am overreacting about the nightmare I had.

I sat on Miley's bed as she lay down, doing her homework. I really wanted to tell Miley about my dream, but every time I try to tell her, I find my words getting all slurred and jumbled, moving on to another topic. It just felt like something was holding me back from telling Miley about it. Holding in all this emotion I'm getting from the dream it's becoming even more painful for me each time I think about the nightmare happening.

I sighed and leaned against the headboard of Miley's bed. I closed my eyes and tried to relax, but I couldn't. It's all just so complicated.

"What's wrong with you?" Miley said and I opened my eyes, looking at her. She had her text book she had opened earlier, closed and she moved on the bed, sitting in front of me.

"What do you mean?" I asked, trying to sound as if nothing was on my mind, but my voice became high and squeaky, clearly showing that something was up.

"Don't lie, I know when you're lying and for the past three days, you've looked depressed and tired." She moved closer to me and crisscrossed her legs. "So tell me, what's up?"

I bit my lip and pulled my legs up to my chest, hugging them. Only Miley knew when something was wrong with me. I didn't know how Miley knew these things, but she just did, kind of like she was psychic or something.

"I'm just-" I started, but soon was interrupted by Miley herself.

"You're pregnant, aren't you?" She said and I gaped at her, not believing my ears.

"What? What the heck makes you think I'm pregnant?" I nearly shouted, feeling my face burn up.

She looked nervously at me and dropped her head in shame. "I'm sorry; it's just- uhh-umm-"

I laughed. "Miley, just because I and your brother do things, doesn't mean we aren't safe you know."

It kind of felt weird that Miley actually would think that I was pregnant. After Miley found out about me and Jackson's relationship, she wasn't too pleased, but she couldn't stop us doing our thing. She finally accepted it, but she didn't want to know any details about the things we do. I totally understand because they're siblings, but sometimes I just want to tell her the things he does because it kind of sucks not having anyone to tell these stories to.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have assumed that." She shook her head. "Anyway, tell me, why are you so like this?"

"Miley…" I started biting on my lower lip.

"Yes?" She looked at me expectantly and I finally pushed my thoughts aside and started to tell her about it.

"I had this nightmare. You heard about it right?" I asked and she nodded slowly. "Well, it was kind of like Jackson leaving me for another girl." I finally said and she started to laugh.

"Miley, why are you laughing?! You should be telling me to not freak out or something!" I said and buried my head in my knees.

"Lilly, its okay! Sorry, I just thought… anyway, why would my brother leave you? From what I've heard, you're the best thing that's happened to him." She put her hand on my head and I looked up.

"But still, I mean, I know having a dream of your boyfriend leaving you isn't much, but you should've seen it. It felt real and I know I shouldn't be worrying like this it's just freaking me out!" I started to bang my head against my knees.

"Relax Lilly; it's not like its going to happen." She pushed my shoulder back and looked at me. "From what I think, you're just afraid of him leaving you in general and just think this dream is only in your head. Just don't worry about it okay?" She said and I sighed.

"I'll try." I felt slightly disappointed. It kind of seemed like she didn't really care about this. If only she knew that the girl I saw him with was a Chantel look-a-like, then maybe she'd worry.

"Okay good. Anyway, I'm going for a quick shower so that we can go to the mall." She got up from the bed and went toward her closet.

This would probably be a good opportunity to go and see how Jackson's doing with his work. I just wonder if Miley would let me see him.

"Umm Miley-" I started but soon was cut off.

"Yes Lilly, you can go see Jackson." She shouted from in her closet and I grinned; she knew me too well.

I got up off her bed and walked out of her room going across the hall to Jackson's room. It was slightly opened and so I slowly pushed the door opened, peaking through.

I saw Jackson on his table, looking busy at work and wow, this is probably the first time I've ever seen him work hard for something.

I quietly walked into the room, silently closeting the door behind me and tiptoed toward him. I slowly put my hands on his shoulders and he jumped.

He quickly spun around on his chair, looking a little frightened, but once he saw me, he relaxed. "Lilly! I thought you were someone else." He said as he breathed in deeply.

"Sorry." I giggled and he put his hands on my hips.

"To whom do I thank this lovely visit from the love of my life?" He smiled, pulling me close to him.

I laughed. "Oh gosh." I said, putting my hands on his cheeks. He wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me, pressing his face into my stomach.

"Ugh, this project is stressing me out, Lilly, help me!" He whined and I patted his head.

"Come on Jackson, just relax, it can't be that hard." I tried my best to sound happy, but I felt a little bad for him as well.

"How can I relax when I have so much to do? This project is due in three weeks, on May 25th, just a day before my birthday. I think I'd be too stressed out to be thinking about my birthday."

"Hey, at least you're going to be legal and the 25th is the last day for seniors! You should be excited." I said as I ran my hands through his soft and sleek hair. Times like this, I wished that I wasn't so sad, maybe if I wasn't so worked up about the whole dream, I would be able to help Jackson get through this. I sighed and kissed the top of his head.

"Yeah, I guess. But how am I supposed to make a self profile of my life achievements? I don't even know what I achieved in my life." He looked up at me and smiled weakly. "So anyway, how have you been? You must be in a way better condition than me. We hardly talked this week because I'm so busy." He removed his arms away from my waist and leaned back into his chair.

I put my hands on his shoulders, moving forward, and sat on his lap, straddling him. "Nothing has happened to me. Everything is just… peachy." I lied and moved my head closer to him.

"Good, so no more nightmares? You know, nightmares are just bringing out strong feelings, like fear. Your deepest darkest fears are shown in your dreams, something that you don't want to happen." He said as he placed a hand on the small of my back and one on my thigh.

"Really?" I asked and he nodded.

"Yes really." He said as he leaned in for a kiss.

I couldn't stop thinking about what he said about nightmares it just makes me think. Learning this new information about nightmares just got me even more interested to know more about it and what he said sort of sounded somewhat like what Miley was saying.

Soon, my thoughts pushed that aside when I felt Jackson's hand slip into my shirt, roaming around my back.

I pulled away from him and looked at me, puzzled.

"Are you okay?" He asked and I nodded.

"Everything's okay, sorry." I moved into the kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck.

His hands worked their way up my shirt, soon unclasping my bra and pulling it away from my shirt. It was then I knew what he wanted to do. His soft lips slightly parted as he ran his tongue along my lips, eager to enter my mouth.

I pulled away from the kiss and moved to his cheek, making my way toward his ear and nibbling at his earlobe. He pulled a hand away from my shirt, putting it on my thigh, massaging it as his thumb moved to my inner thigh moving upward.

I softly moaned, capturing his lips into a wanting kiss as he moved his other hand to my shirt, pushing it up. We parted as I allowed him to discard my shirt, throwing it on the ground. With the newly exposed skin, he kissed my neck, moving down kissing my chest and held me close to him.

I placed my hands on his cheeks, pulling him up, and pressed my lips hard against his into an open mouth kiss. Our tongues caressing each other as I felt his hands motion upward, aiming for my chest.

Soon a knock on the door which ended our session and I scrambled off of Jackson to my feet. I was breathing in heavily, a little caught up in the moment, and stared at the door, afraid that it would open.

"Lilly, Jackson?" A voice said, which sounded very much like Miley's.

"Yeah?" I asked, covering my chest with my arms. I looked at Jackson and he smirked, eyeing me up and down.

"Are you decent? Can I come in?" She asked and I bend down on the ground, retrieving my bra and shirt.

"Umm, hold on." I said as I struggled to get my bra back on.

"You can come in, Lilly's decent." Jackson's smile grew as I stared at the door in horror.

"No Miley wait!" I shouted, and adjusted my bra and finally got my top on.

I glared at Jackson and he started to laugh at me. Just remembering the last time Miley caught us in a position somewhat like this made me feel a little ashamed if she caught me again. After all, it did almost ruin our friendship when she first caught us in bed. I shivered to the thought of what happened in the past.

"Now you can come in." I said and she opened the door, walking in.

She looked at the both of us and her eyes stopped at Jackson, with her face turning bright red.

"Umm, Lilly lets go." She said, turning on her heel, getting ready to walk out.

"Can I come?" Jackson asked and Miley stopped to look back at Jackson.

"I don't think you're in a good position to go out when you're like that." Miley pointed at him, shook her head as she started to laugh. She soon walked out and I stared at her curiously.

I looked at Jackson, wondering what Miley was laughing about and soon saw what started it all. I bit my lip, refraining myself from laughing, and looked at Jackson straight in the face.

"Jackson, if I was you, I would cover up." I finally said and he slightly tilted his head, looking confused.

I watched as he finally looked down at his lap. With his face turning completely red, he turned around on his chair to his desk.

"Now this is a nightmare." Jackson said and I walked over to him, kissing his cheek.

"Well, with your sister finding you in that position, I'd say it's probably one of your biggest fears." I patted shoulder and walked out of the room.

After what just happened, I felt a little better than I used to and I know I shouldn't take this nightmare too seriously. There's a small chance that I'll have that dream again and I really doubt I will.

A/N LOL okay, might not be a really good chapter, but ohh well. I hope you liked it LOL.

-Fear is only in our minds but it's taking over all the time