A.N. Perfect situation.

"So what did you want to talk about?"

I was sitting on the kitchen chair with my injured hand on the table and my other in my lap. Miley was sitting across from me in the other chair as well. She had her legs crossed and her arms folded over her chest. Her head was turned to the left a little while starring at the ground. She was biting the side of her lip and looked like she was thinking about what she was going to say next.

"Why don't you want to be friends with me?" She said while still looking away.

"I can't."

Her head turned to my direction, and she looked at me with a confused look. She was waiting for me to continue on why I can't, but I wasn't going to explain unless she wanted me to.

"Why not?" She asked.

I took a deep breathe and looked at her. "It's hard for me." She was about to say something but before she could I cut her off. "Let me explain, k?" She nodded.

"I'm not used to the whole 'friends' thing. I mean I did have friends but mostly just one main best friend. Yeah we were close and all, but she left. She just got up and moved out of the country without saying goodbye. Since then I'm not exactly a people person." I can't believe I just revealed that. No one knows that about me, but something inside of me made me do it. I just had to tell her why I can't be friends with anyone. Its not like don't want to be her friend, 'cause truth be told I do, just it's not easy.

"Lily, I'm so sorry." She softly said.

"Just don't worry about it. It's in the past."

"But still, I'm sorry." I looked away. Wait, why does she want to be friends to begin with. I looked back at her and she was still looking at me with worry in her eyes. "Why do you even want to be my friend?"

She hesitated then said, "You just.. Intruge me." What the hell does that mean? "I intruge you?" I asked.

"Yeah. You're just different, not bad different but good different. When you first got here for some reason I just wanted to get to know you."

I'm different. No, I'm good different. I guess that's, good? I never had a conversation like this with anyone so I really don't know what to say. But I might as well just tell her that I'm not a friendship material. "Miley.." She looked at me smiling. "I'm not a good person. There's a lot about me that you don't know and that you probably won't like."

"I like everything about you." She stated.

"You only know me from what you see at school. I'm totally different when I'm not there." I didn't have a smile on my face but for some reason she did.

"Then let me get to know you." I let out a groan and bent over putting my head on my hands. She doesn't fucking get it does she?

"Now what's wrong?" She asked.

"You don't fucking get it." I snapped while raising my head up.

"What don't I get?" She's stupid. So fucking stupid.

I got up from the chair and started walking towards the stairs. I want her to leave, just for her to get up and get out. If she's not going to understand why something this simple can't happen, then she'll never understand anything about me. She was still sitting down on the chair but followed me soon after. I headed up the stairs and she was right behind me. "Lily, stop." I did what she said, but I stopped in my room not by the stairs.

"What Miley?" I questioned harshly while turning around to face her.

"Stop walking away from me every chance you get." She simply said. There was no anger in her voice, it was just relaxed and calm.

"I'm not walking away, it's just you don't fucking get it. I can't be friends with you, it's hard but obviously you can't realize that!" I shouted while throwing my hands up. My heart was racing and my adrenaline was pumping, I felt like I was on fire. It was pissing me off that she didn't understand why I couldn't. Why it hurt to get attached to someone and have them leave. I couldn't do that again.

"Are you done?" Calmly she said.

My hands were cupping my face, then ran my fingers over my head through my hair. I just nodded and set my arms to my sides.

"I'm not going anywhere if you that's what you think. All this time you tried to push me away but I stayed. I'm trying to show you that I care but you won't open your eyes and see that." I just stood there in shock. She was right, I was so caught up in her annoying me and bugging me to realize that she is trying. She didn't leave even when I was the one that pushed her away. Maybe, just maybe we can have something. Before I knew it she was in front of me starring into my eyes. I couldn't move or speak, it felt like there was a gravitational pull or something. Suddenly, I felt her arms hug around my waist while her head was pressed against my chest. My breathing became heavier and my heart started to race. I didn't hug her back, not because I didn't want to but because I couldn't move.

"I like you Lily, I just want you to like me back too." Her voice was so peaceful and calm when she said that.

I let out a sigh and raised my head up towards the ceiling. My head was tilted back and I closed my eyes. As I was doing that she hugged me tighter. Finally, I brought my head back down, at first I hesitated to lift my arms up to hug her back, but after a moment or two I did. "Good." She mumbled into my chest. "I'm sorry." I whispered into her ear. I haven't said sorry to anyone in years and here I am saying it to her. She pulled back with her arms still attached to my waist, "why are you sorry?" I pulled my head back to look at her. "I wanted to be your friend, but I acted like a complete ass hole about it."

She giggled, "S'kay Lily. I understand where you're coming from." I let out a small laugh and gave a huge grin. In return she gave me one too.

This is definitely not how 'friends' hug. She knows it and I know it.

A month has gone by since our little talk at my house. Why does everything happen at my house? Oh well. Anyways, since then me and Miley have bonded. I'm more talkative with her at school and even out of school. She sits by me in English again and even in our other classes including lunch. A few of her friends have talked to her about me being a bad example towards her, but she just told them to fuck off basically. It felt good having a friend around again. I didn't think that once we talked that I'd be more open with her. Its weird how just in a short time this girl could just make me feel different. Whenever I'd get mad or annoyed about a teacher or a stupid teen at school she'd always find a way to get me relaxed. I don't what it is about her but it was good. Okay, now back to here and now. Miley and I were at my house in my room. She was sitting on my bed while I was looking through my dresser drawers for my other pack of cigarettes.

"Fuck. Where did I leave them?" I asked myself out loud.

Miley was in the middle of the bed sitting Indian style while looking through my Ipod. "Why do you smoke Lily?" She asked.

"I dunno. It just relaxes me." I said while continuing to look through my drawers.

"Well it's bad for you and gross."

"I know but I can't help it." I gave up on the search and went towards my desk chair to sit down.

She was still looking through my Ipod while saying, "Do you think you can try and stop? For me?" I looked at her and huffed. "Yeah okay. I've been smoking for over a year, it's not easy believe me."

"I'll believe you if you try again."

"Maybe." I muttered.

"I love this song!" She squealed. I looked up and saw her getting up from my bed and going to the stereo to plug my Ipod in. The song started with a piano and drums, while the song began Miley started to move her head to the beat. At first I didn't know what song it was until I heard the voice.

The way your hair swings over your eyes, the motor in my head turns.

Wanting you for such a long time,

in my mind, a heart, a lesson to learn.

Miley started to sing along with the song, then started to sing louder with the chorus.

So hold my hand

I'll take you everywhere

Anywhere, you wanna go.

I couldn't help but smile. She had an amazing voice when she sang, just an amazing voice in general. No, stop. I shouldn't be thinking this. Hell, why am I thinking this? This is ridiculous. She's just a friend. That's all, plus I don't do relationships. She knows that, but she doesn't know I'm gay. Yeah, after all this time being friends she doesn't know I'm gay. It's not like I'm afraid to tell her, 'cause that's definitely not it, it's just she never asked about any previous relationships. Plus, I'm not going randomly come out and say "Oh yeah Miley, by the way I'm gay!" Uhh no, not going to happen. What she doesn't know right now won't hurt her.

The way your words keep me in line,

I know what I'm here for.

Waking up to the green of you eyes,

It's something I'll get used to.

My stomach started to drop from the lyrics being sung. They were true, her words do keep me in line. I was looking at the floor until I saw Miley walk passed me singing. I looked up towards her to see her headed towards my closet. She was looking through my t shirts that were hanging up.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

She just continued to sing while browsing through my clothes.

Do do do do do do do do

You'll never know,

I'm after you

"Miley?" Still she was just looking through my clothes. Finally she stopped at a t shirt and pulled it out. I didn't notice which one she picked but she turned around with it pressed agaisnt her.

"How does this look?" She asked.

She had my favorite black and blue long sleeve stripped t shirt pressed against her. My palms started to get sweaty so I wiped them on my jeans.

"Uh, it looks nice." I managed to say.

"Really? I think I'll try it on." She simply said.

Before I knew it she turned around and started to take her shirt off. It felt like a huge knot was in my throat, my eyes got widen from the sight I was seeing. She had on a light red bra which went well with her tanned skin. Her body was slim and her skin looked soft. She pulled the shirt over her head and turned around with it still half way on. I saw perfectly formed breast in the light red bra before she could put her shirt down. I felt paralyzed. Her stomach was so slim and toned, I just wanted to walk over there and run my hands all over her body. God, temptation was running through me like there was no tomorrow.

"Now how does it look?"

I broke out of my thoughts and saw her in my shirt. It was a little bigger on her since I did wear some of my shirts loose. She had short shorts on to begin with and with my shirt it just was a little shorter above the short line.

"Uhm.. You.. You look good." I stuttered.

"Really?" She asked.

"No," her face fell, "you look great. Looks better on you then me." I said with a smile. She started to walk towards me slowly with both her hands behind her back. Before I knew it she was in front of me with both hands on the arm set. She was bent over with her face in front of mine. I could feel her breathe on my face, that's how close she was. It's just a dream. Only a dream. I'll wake up. This is not happening. Her blue eyes were starring into mine intensively, like she was trying to read my mind.

"Miley.." I whispered, "what are you doing?"

"Who do you like Lily?" She asked. Is this a trick question?

"I uh..." I trailed off.

What you got girl, is hard to find

I think about it all the time

I'm all strung out, my heart is fried

I just can't get you off my mind

Because your love your love your love

Is my drug

Your love your love your love

Miley rolled her eyes and lifted herself up. She mouthed 'hold on' then turned around to answer her phone. Her back was towards me as she walked towards the door.

WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED! I screamed in my head. What was she doing? Oh my god. My heart was racing and my knees felt weak. She was totally coming on to me, that was for sure. But did I want that to happen? God, I don't know. She doesn't even know I'm gay and hell for all I know she's straight. She did have that dick of a boyfriend Jake. What is going on. My body felt stiff, I couldn't move at all. I was broken out of thought when I heard Miley say 'bye' to the person on the other line.

"Lily I have to go, my daddy needs me to come home and do some errands for him. I'll text you later, kay?" She said sweetly.

I nodded while trying to stand up. "See ya." I muttered.

She turned around and gave me a small little wave 'bye' then she was gone.

Finally, I was standing up. I looked around my room to make sure this was real, that what just almost happened was reality. I realized my Ipod was still playing, but a different song was on this time. I walked over to it but before I turned it off, I heard the last of the song lyrics.

She's such a rush, she's such a crush

She's one in a million

She's such a rush, can't get enough

She's pumping through my veins

She's too fun to be, so gone to me

Too good to be true to me

I turned the Ipod off and went to my bed. I laid my back down onto the bed while starring at the ceiling with my hands folded on my stomach. I was fiddling with my thumbs while thinking about everything that has happened this past month. Everything felt like it was happening so fast, my feelings were definitely getting the best of me and I had no control.

I was in trouble, but it felt like heaven.

A.N. Ahhh! I feel like I'm rushing it:/ am I? Tell me, if I am I'll back off. Oh yes, and there will probably be more time skips. Btw the songs are 'Hold My Hand' NewFoundGlory, 'Your Love Is My Drug' Ke$ha & 'True To Me' MetroStation. But really guys, tell me what you think. I don't want to push it but I couldn't help it this chapter:p hehehe. Review loves!

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