AN: This is a Liley story. Don't like, don't read. Rated M for safety.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana or its characters. Story originally by Sophi20.

Chapter 7

As Miley and Lilly headed out to the parking lot, Molly started telling Miley all the stuff they could play that afternoon.

Miley smiled at the girl's enthusiasm and replied, "We'll see, but you've got to save some stuff to play for another day, too."

"Okay. Hey momma, can Mi.. Miy.. how you say you name?"

"It's Miley. Mi-ley."

"Miley?"

"Yes, Molly, you got it right," Miley said, smiling at the girl and then addressing Lilly. "So, Ms. Truscott, I just follow you right?"

"Yes. Go grab your car while I put Molly in her car seat, and you can follow us after we're ready to go."

"Okay. Well, see you there," Miley said, giving her a wink before walking towards her blue mustang.

Once Lilly started to pull away from the parking space, Miley drove after her.

After leaving the parking lot, Lilly made sure that Miley was behind her.

When they were still a few blocks from Lilly's house, she called Miley and told her to park inside the garage so she could close the door. Lilly left her car in the driveway.

Shortly they had all made it inside and Molly immediately dragged Miley to the table. The young girl took out some coloring books and crayons for them to use.

"Hir Miley, you color this."

"Okay, Molly." Miley smiled and began coloring a horse that was eating a carrot.

Molly tried to color inside the lines, but she couldn't. After seeing how easily Miley stayed in the lines, and how pretty her picture was, Molly cried, "aww I canot do tha!"

"Here, Molly. I'll help you, okay?" Miley decided to hold Molly's hand in hers and help her color, keeping Molly inside the lines. Once they finished, Molly started clapping her hands and went to show her mother what Miley and she did.

"Mommy, lookie. Me and Miley did it!"

"That's a really pretty picture, Molly," Lilly said, running her hand through her daughter's hair.

"Thanks momma."

"May I sit here?" asked Miley, making sure she could sit next to Lilly and Molly on the white couch.

"Sure, Miley. Would you like something to drink? I am sorry I did not ask sooner, I just had to go to the ladies room."

"No problem. Do you have some juice? I'm a feeling a bit nauseous."

"We definitely have juice," Lilly, said getting up and heading to the kitchen. "I have grape juice, apple juice, and orange juice."

"Apple juice, please," Miley said laying her head back and trying not to faint.

Lilly poured a glass and took it to her.

"Miles? Miley, are you ok?" Lilly asked putting the glass of juice on the table in front of the couch and sitting next to her. Lilly placed her hand on Miley's forehead to check her temperature.

"Hmmm," Miley groaned, the color draining from her face.

"Oh, Miley, you can't get sick now," Lilly said with panic in her voice. "Here, drink some juice," she ordered, holding the glass to Miley's mouth and trying to make her drink some of it. When that didn't work, she dabbed her index finger in the juice and ran it on Miley's lips. Miley, who was ghostly white by now, opened her eyes at the unexpected contact.

"You okay, sweetie?" Lilly asked, trying once more to get the younger girl to drink some juice. Miley nodded and drank a little. Lilly kept holding the glass close but letting Miley swallow. Then she tried to give some more to Miley, holding her chin. After a few more tries, Miley took the glass herself and continued drinking. Soon her color started to come back, making her cheeks look a little bit pink.

"Miley, would you like dinner? I can make a frozen pizza," Lilly said.

"Nah, don't worry about it, Ms. Truscott."

"Lilly."

"What?" Miley asked.

"Its Lilly, you can call me Lilly. We aren't on school grounds anymore."

"Oh, right. Lilly, you don't need to do that for me, really. Being here is more than enough."

"Well, what if I want to make you dinner? Besides, we all need to eat and I know for a fact that your blood sugar just ran low, so no buts. It's no trouble, really," Lilly said, heading to the kitchen. Opening up the freezer, she took out a frozen cheese pizza and placed it in the oven to cook.

"Well, okay. But I can't eat much or my dad will ask why I'm not hungry."

After they ate, Lilly asked Molly to go to her room since she wanted to talk to Miley alone for a few seconds before she left to go home.

"Miley, I've got to say you surprise me so much. Molly is quite taken to you. I have never seen her open up and get so close to a relative stranger so quickly."

"She's a sweetheart, she reminds me of my little sister."

"You have a sister?"

"I used to, but my mother and sister died three years ago in a car accident. Aside from Tammy's dimples, Molly is like a replica of her."

"Oh, Miley. I am so sorry, honey," Lilly said, looking at the teenager with sorrow filled eyes.

"It's okay. I miss them, but it doesn't really hurt anymore, you know? I think that's part of why I like you so much Ms… I mean Lilly. I like
you for you, but also because of Molly. I know that sounds weird, but..."

"Not weird at all, Miles. I understand perfectly. My mother lost her mom and older brother when she was 16, and her grandparents took her in since her father was not around."

"That must have been hard for her," Miley said.

Lilly placed one hand on Miley's left cheek and the other on her right shoulder.

"Look, if you ever need someone to talk to, please, don't hesitate to come to me. If you'd like, I'll let you babysit Molly every once in while, with pay of course," she said while unconsciously rubbing her thumb on Miley's cheek.

"Uhuh," was all Miley could muster at the time, due to the close contact with the teacher she secretly liked.

"I think I better get going," Miley said, picking up her book bag and heading towards the door.

"Okay, I'll see you later. And thanks, Miley," Lilly said while she opened the door for the younger girl, reaching around to press the button to open the garage door so Miley could get out.

"No Lilly, thank you." In a very bold move Miley hugged her teacher and gave her a short kiss on the cheek, then smiled and left.

Lilly stood frozen in shock, but quickly snapped out of it. Once Miley had pulled out of the driveway, she closed the door and leaned back against it. Placing her left hand on the very cheek Miley had just kissed, she muttered, "Oh boy, what am I getting myself into?"

AN: Sorry for the delay. I got sick right before New Years and it just didn't want to go away, lol. But I finally got this chapter done. I am busy for the next two days, but I don't have tennis on Saturday, so I will try my best to get another chapter up then. Thanks for reading, and for all the reviews. Review if you feel like it.