A/N: Aww, crap, I'm sorry for the long-ish wait guys! College is totally kicking my ass again... I've been having midterms week after week lately. ): You have no idea how long I've been itching to write something... not essay-like. Oh well, school life sucks. Happy November! (My 18th birthday is this month... which makes this the best month ever. ;D) And thank you for all the reviews, seriously. :'D I can't believe I have so many... (... lol, hey, think I can get 75 before the 29th? Awesomest birthday ever. XD) You guys all rockkkk!
Vanessa Riverton: I'm an ffnet failure and I don't know how to PM people LOL. D': But I would love your help! But, hm, maybe you could help me beta another story I'm brewing? XD;; It's still Liley, but this one is actually planned out and I totally know how I'm gonna end it (though I haven't started actually writing it yet). 8D Though maybe I should... finish this one... before I start another story... XD;;
Roses have feelings too: Lilly isn't picking up the phone because she doesn't want to. XD She's in her emoloner state... poor Lillypad. ):
And thank you, mileymadness, for clearing up that bit of Mileydrama for me. XD Hollywood sucks... so many rumours. lol I'm glad I'm not famous. D:
Disclaimer: Hannah Montana belongs to much richer people... I only wish I was that rich. Opening song and Chap. title from "All Again For You," by We the Kings. Closing lyrics from "Who I Am Hates Who I've Been," by Relient K.
Fiction
Ch. 4: All Again For You
You were everything that's bad for me, make no apologies
I'm crushed, black and blue, but you know?
I'd do it all again for you.
--------------
"I knew it." I didn't have to open my eyes to know who it was because there's only one person it could be and because I could recognize her voice anywhere, but unfortunately that person is also the one person I don't want to talk to right now. Or, you know, for the rest of the weekend, which was how long I was hoping I'd be able to hide here. Of course, that was a dumb idea considering we found this place together. "Lilly, your mother's worried sick." I don't move. Maybe if I pretend I'm dead, she'll go away. "I know you're awake."
"What do you want?" I sigh. She's not going to leave, but I still don't move anyway. "I'm missing out on my precious beauty sleep."
She smiles a bit and sits down next to me and begins playing with my hair that's sprawled out over the rocks near the back of the cove that I declared my new bed six hours ago. "Don't worry, you don't need it."
We sit in silence for a bit before the feeling of her fingers cascading down my scalp like a ghost makes me shiver and I have to bite my lip to keep the moans from escaping. "That didn't answer my question." I breathe out quickly when I can't take it anymore.
"I want you to come home with me." She says without hesitation. "Your phone is dead, right? My house is closer and you should call your mom soon. She's scared because she doesn't know where you are."
"Where's your cell?"
"Charging at home. Your mother called me at least twenty times while I was in the shower and pretty much killed my battery."
"Sorry about that."
"It's fine. She's just being a mom." There's a pause, and I know she's thinking about her own mother. There's a pause, and I know she's making herself sad. There's a pause, and then I get angry at the world. My jaw clenches as she breaks her trance and sighs, "c'mon, we should get going."
"But you're supposed to be on a date." I spit out, mostly tired even though it's probably only about eight (not that I was counting the hours) but with a dash of venom. Accidentally. I think she catches it because she doesn't answer right away and when she finally does, her voice, almost as soft as her lips, quivers and I can't understand her. She mumbles and fumbles and I get up to hear her better and as soon as I do those soft, shaking, quivering, lips are on mine and between butterfly kisses she whispers into my ear.
"I'm sorry." And it's almost unheard even with her lips moving against my cheek because she says it the same way she kisses me. She says it like she thinks she's the sand on the beach. Maybe she's afraid of washing away. "I'm sorry."
She's still mumbling words against my skin that would probably make sense to me if she wasn't nipping at my neck, or if her fingers hadn't begun skating across my stomach, or if she hadn't positioned her knee against the throbbing ache between my legs. Shallow breathing and soft whimpering blended with the sounds of the rocking waves and the gentle winds until I found the strength, or maybe desperation, in me to push her away.
"You're supposed to be on a date." I whisper, repeating the recurring passing thought against her peppermint breath. I don't want to think about it but the tiny voice in the back of my head keeps flashing red lights and squeaking that this is like adultery and this feels like adultery even though I know it technically isn't. Only technically.
But those thoughts disappear every time she smiles, and when she smiles at me now I realize that through half lidded eyes I've been staring at her lips, but I don't care enough to look at her so I just watch them move as she talks. I watch, but I don't hear a thing.
She's telling me something like a fairy tale, made up of grounded delinquent daughters scaring her only mother into a near heart attack by leaving Castle Lilllitania without asking, and of evil dragons named Jake Ryan come to take control of the beautiful country of Milantis, and of the stars and skies and pretty things to come. Something like that, but I don't quite catch the ending because I cut her off. It doesn't matter, because fairy tales always end with a kiss or two or ten anyway.
----
"Tell me the ending." I whisper against the valley between her breasts as I listen to her heartbeat slow and when the breath against my head steadies, I look up into her dark grey eyes as my fingers reach for her raw and red lips. They look sore and she's not smiling, but her eyes are shining as bright as the full moon's reflection in the steady ocean behind us. "To that story. Is it happy?"
"I don't know." She says to me, distracted, as she slides my finger into her mouth and when she starts to lick and suck and oh God, I slide my body up hers so I can crash my lips against her, like how the waves crash against the sand. Only when the need for survival takes over is when we break apart for air. "The story isn't over yet."
"Then make it a happy ending for me. There aren't enough happy endings in the world."
I see her eyes flash something, but she smiles at me quickly and says, "I'll try," before she leans up into me, banishing all my thoughts, and I smile into her. I smile because no matter what, this feels nice. This feels good. But no matter how great this feels now, I know I'm mostly smiling because she smiled at me first. With that thought in my head and her head in my hands, I can't help but wonder…
Am I happy?
And then when she nibbles my bottom lip and I let her tongue into my mouth and she feels so desperate inside me, I give myself an answer…
I have to be.
--------------
'Cause I don't want you to know where I am
'Cause then you'll see my heart in the saddest state it's ever been.
-----------------------------------------------------
A/N: Another day gone by in my little Hannahworld... and about another week or so in reality before the next chapter guys. ): I have another midterm this Wednesday... but after that I should be good until about December, where... all of my classes will have Finals at about the same time... D': I'm gonna go for at least three chapters a month though, no worries! :'D
And... I'll try to make the next chapter longer... I think this one barely hit 1000. I... could have put in the M rated parts and totally got rid of that ugly break in the middle of everything, but er... I fail at writing M. XD;; One day!! ... maybe.
Thanks for reading and please review guys! Love youuu. :'D
.... PS, I don't really like the new ffnet login page look... so confusing. And... did they change it so you can only use one line ruler thing per chapter?! D: This sucks! D: D: D:
