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Loud whistles form the birds outside woke Lilly from her sleep. She sighed deeply and felt how she rested with her left cheek on something warm. Something soft. Miley's chest. She opened her eyes and looked up to Miley, her nose almost touching her chin. She smiled and gave Miley a soft kiss on her jaw. She felt Miley's arms tighten which she'd wrapped protectively around her torso.

She lay her head back, not wanting to wake Miley up and get out of bed just yet. She softly smiled as she thought about the previous night. Yes, she had been nervous. Scared even. But Miley had sensed and understood that, and had made love to her as tenderly as possible. And although Lilly had never slept with Oliver, she knew he would never have been as gentle with her as Miley was.

God, I could lie here forever, Lilly happily thought. Unfortunately, that wasn't really possible. She had to go to school again on Monday, where she'd have to face Oliver. Lilly annoyingly pushed that thought away. No, she thought, I don't have to see Oliver or talk to him if I don't want to. He's not my boyfriend anymore. He's a jerk. I'm with Miley now.

She thought about that for several minutes. Would they be all coupley like? Were they even a couple? Would Miley want that? Lilly frowned and decided that they'd have to talk about that later.

She let her hand wander over Miley's tight stomach, happy with the feeling of being this close to her. How can it be that so many people are against two women being together? Like Oliver is, she thought. I wonder what my mom will think about this.

At the thought of her mother, Lilly quickly untangled herself from Miley's arms and sat up. "Fuck," she muttered. She held a cover around her as she stepped out of the bed, pulling her cellphone out of her jeans. 20 missed calls. A few from Oliver, but most of them were from her mother. She was probably worried sick.

"Lilly?" she heard Miley saying with a sleepy voice. Lilly was too busy with looking through all of the textmessages she'd gotten to answer her.

"Lilly, is everything allright?"

This time she looked up at the sound of genuine concern in Miley's voice. "I'm okay," Lilly said. "It's just… my mom didn't know I wasn't coming home last night," she paused for a few seconds and then added with a grin, "Well, neither did I." And it was true. It was not like she'd been planning on this to happen.

Miley grinned with her, but then it faded as she softly said, "You should probably go home then."

"Yeah, I know," Lilly replied as she searched around for her clothes. Once she'd found them, she dropped the cover to get them on. She turned red, completely aware of the fact that Miley was watching her the whole time. She turned to Miley when she was completely dressed, surprised to see an uncertain look on her face.

"Lilly? What happened last night between us…. You don't regret it, do you?"

Lilly walked over the bed and kneeled down to give Miley a lingering kiss on the lips. When they parted, they both had small smiles on their faces.

"Miley, last night has been the best night of my life. I realised that I've wanted this for a long time. So no, I don't regret it," Lilly said sincerely.

Miley sighed, relieved. She sheepishly smiled at Lilly, "Okay, just to make sure."

"It's okay. But we do need to talk."

"I know."

Lilly gave her one last peck before she stood up to leave.

"I'll call you," Miley said after her.

Lilly looked over her shoulder. "You better," she smiled.

"Lillian Truscott, where have you been?!" Heather Truscott yelled as she saw her daughter coming through the front door. She quickly got off the couch and strolled towards her

"Mom, I'm sorry, I- -," Lilly began explaining as her mother cut her off.

"I've been worried sick about you! Who knows what could've happened? I was just about to call the police!"

"I'm sorry, I just- -"

"You leave the house, completely upset, saying that 'you have to to check something'. Then, you don't come home for the rest of the night. You don't answer your phone. You- -"

"Mom! If you would just let me explain?" Lilly yelled through her mother's worried outburst. Heather nodded and inhaled deeply to calm herself. "Look, I'm sorry. I just didn't think of calling you and lost track of time."

"Where were you even going?" Heather worriedly asked.

Lilly inhaled as deeply as her mother did several seconds ago. Here we go, she thought. "I went by Oliver's house, only to find out that he'd been cheating on me for some time."

Heather slightly gasped when she heard this. He was her best friend, along with Sarah. How could he do this to her?

Lilly continued, "I was just so upset after that and I wanted to see Miley. So I went to her house and…uhm…yeah..," she trailed off and cleared her throat.

"You went to Miley?" Heather asked.

Lilly nodded. A light blush could be seen on her face. Heather eyed her daughter for a moment. She already had an idea of what could be going on. But she decided to not question her daughter about that just yet. She wanted to wait until Lilly would tell her.

"Okay, I understand," Heather slowly said. "But you're grounded for the rest of the week." She saw her daughter's face fall. "And you know the rule: no cellphones."

"But- -"

"No, no, Lillian," Heather stopped her daughter's protests, "I'm having none of that. Like I said: you know the rules. Now go upstairs and wash up a bit. You look like you've hardly slept a wink."

Lilly quickly walked to the stairs, but her mother had already seen her reddened face. She grinned and muttered to herself, "teenagers."

"Miles, where are you with your head?" Jake asked. It was Monday, which meant they were at school again. It was lunchbreak and everyone at the table could clearly see that Miley's thoughts weren't on the conversation.

Before Miley could answer, Mikayla said, "Oh, I think I know where she is with her head."

"Yes, it starts with an L and ends with –illy," Joannie smirked.

This time, Miley didn't even try to deny it. "I told her I would call her, but she hasn't picked up her phone all weekend. She's not answering my textmessages either," Miley sighed.

"Now that you mention it, what exactly happened after you left Friday night?" Jake asked.

Miley didn't answer, but her face gave it away as she turned red.

"Whoo!" Gabe smiled as he high-fived Matt.

"I knew it!" Mikayla and Joannie said in unison.

"She shoots, she scores!"

"Guys, please calm down, will ya?" Miley asked in slight embaressement, though with a smile on her face.

"Is she any good?" Jake asked.

"Oh my God!" Miley exclaimed. Perverted boy-brains again. "You see, this is why I'm gay."

"Well, I could try."

"That's right. But I'm certainly not going to discuss this with you." Out of the corner of her eye she saw Mikayla and Joannie smirking at each other. She looked at them and said, "with any of you."

The smirks fell from their faces. "Aaww, come on, Miles! You could at least tell us- -"

Joannie suddenly seemed to be distracted by something. Miley followed her gaze. She saw how Lilly had just walked into the cafeteria with Amber and Ashley closely behind her. They both had these mean smirks on their faces. Lilly, however, looked anything but happy. Miley stood up.

"You need any help?" Mikayla asked as she stood up also.

"No, it's okay. I can handle these bitches."

She confidently walked over to the three of them. Other people watched her as she walked to the three other girls, sensing a bitch fight.

"Well well, look who's there; her knight in the shining armor," Amber sneered.

"Leave her alone," Miley said as she stood next to Lilly. She saw her looking and quickly gave her a wink.

"Cool off a bit, Stewart," Ashley said with an evil smirk on her face. "We were just asking why she was leaving your house Saturday morning."

Miley narrowed her eyes. "What are you, stalkers, or something?"

"A friend of ours just happened to be in the neighbourhood," Ashley said.

"So it's true then? This is your new sex-toy?" Amber laughed.

Miley took a step forward. "I swear, Amber, one more word…"

"What? Afraid I'm gonna make your little playmate cry?"

Just as she finished her sentence, she fell onto her back due the force of Miley's punch. Her hand shot to her now bleeding nose. Ashley knelt beside her.

"You're so gonna pay for that, Stewart," Amber hissed. She quickly got up and walked to the bathroom with Ashley behind her.

Miley only smirked. She put her arm around Lilly and walked them back to her table. Lilly saw other people looking at them in amazement. She noticed Sarah giving her her thumbs up. Oliver, who was sitting next to her watched them in astonishement. His facial expression slowly turned into anger. Lilly looked away.

"You know you're going to get in trouble for that, don't you?" she asked Miley with a grin on her face.

"I know," Miley answered. She quickly pecked Lilly on her cheek. "But right now, I don't care."

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