A/N: Lizdacious here, sorry about the long update, I kind of lost my inspiration for a while, but it's back! Yay!

"So what are you doing with Miley this weekend?" Oliver grinned, kicking a soccer ball towards me.

I hooked the ball underneath my foot and sent it sailing in the air, "I'unno, why?" I aligned myself directly under the ball, and then hit it back to Oliver using my forehead.

"Well she's your only friend, so I was just wondering." He dribbled the ball, and I grunted… soccer balls weren't meant to be basketballs.

"Way to make me sound like a loser," I grabbed the ball from him, and then aimed for an imaginary basket behind his head. I just did the exact same thing I was complaining to myself about a mere second ago.

"Okay, who else besides Miley is your friend?" he teased, and intercepted my shot for the nonexistent basket.

"You," I replied simply, and began chasing him around the open field to get the ball back.

"Nuh-uh, I'm your brother, silly," he laughed genuinely, and I took this paused moment to steal the ball back.

Wait… he said he was my brother… I think my heart just swelled, but before I knew it, he snatched the checkered round object away from me.

"Hah!" he began running towards Miley's house.

I knew what he was doing; he was indiscreetly trying to lead me right to her. I felt a boost of energy surge through me and I sprinted for the last few seconds to successfully tackle Oliver to the ground. "Who's laughing now?" I smirked and held the ball up triumphantly.

Oliver whined beneath me, "Lil-lay! Ma's going to kill me, getting dirt stains on these clothes already!"

"Whatever," and I was about to respond with some smart-ass comment, but then I saw her. She was riding Maple, and her hair was flowing behind her in a smooth river. Her smile was unmistakably for me.

"What?" Oliver tried to twist and turn underneath me to see what I was utterly distracted by. Finally he pushed his head against the grass to see an upside down Miley. "Ohhhh… Lilly and Miley sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G, first comes lo—" he didn't finish, because I punched him hard in the chest.

I laughed evilly and jumped off him to run to Miley. "Hey Miles," I grinned looking up to her as though she were a Greek Goddess.

"Second comes marriage! Then comes a baby in a baby carriage!" I heard Oliver (undoubtedly) shout in the distance. I gave him a quick flip of the middle finger.

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Miley and I were sitting underneath a tree in the field behind her house and ranch, while Oliver worked. "Lilly, do… do you think you could accompany me tomorrow to my mom's funeral?" I felt tremendously honored she invited me.

Actually I was planning on not going, because I knew I would feel out of place, and plain old awkward, but if Miley wanted me to be there, then I would go. "Sure," I responded and pushed myself backwards until I was leaning against the tree.

Miley followed suit, her eyes glancing down at my hands folded in my lap every now and then. Taking this as a hint, I reached over and held her delicate hand. She interlocked our fingers, and with her free hand she traced my exposed fingers. "Your skin is really soft," Miley mumbled, and fell to the side so her head was resting on my shoulder.

We were silent, just enjoying each other's company, and I swear I could feel myself burning from the contact. "How did… you know… your mom die?" I didn't want to be blatant, but I didn't know how else to ask her.

"Heart attack," Miley breathed out, and squeezed my hand even tighter. I heard her sniffle, and I immediately regretted asking her that.

Not knowing really how to respond, I said the first thing that came to mind, "But she looked so healthy."

Miley snuggled closer to me, and let out a significant amount of air, before speaking, "I know… but she was always a little weak. I just didn't expect anything to ha-happen s-so soon."

She buried her face into my shoulder, and I squeezed her hand comfortingly, and began to run my other hand through her soft, silky hair. This being a tender moment, I didn't want to ruin it, but I said the one thing that was true, "You're beautiful Miles."

She pulled back from my soaked shirt, and stared directly into my eyes. In one swift movement, she dislodged her hand from mine, and placed both of hers on either side of my cheek, and lightly kissed me.

I was shocked, she was just crying about her mother, but here she gets the urge to kiss me?

I closed my eyes, and leaned further into the kiss, gently grasping her right hip with my hand. I tasted her salty tears upon her lips, but I could care less right now. She gave me an ending peck, and pulled away slightly. She released my face, and crawled closer, until she was sitting in my lap, her legs hanging off the side of my knee. Miley pulled me close to her, delicately hugging me. I wrapped my arms around her waist in return, and sighed in satisfaction.

Neither of us dared speak, afraid to ruin the perfect moment, so I just clutched to her tighter.

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"What're you smiling about?" Oliver playfully pushed me.

"Nothing," I gleamed in return, and pushed him back.

"What did you and Miley do?" he teased, but came to halt when he saw I was blushing, and slightly smirking. "Oh my god! You and her kissed! I know it! I know it! You two totally made out!"

I wanted to punch him out right now, but I was blushing way too much to do anything. I weakly replied, "No…"

"You so did!" Oliver exclaimed happily, and began hugging me furiously.

"Okay, okay! Fine, we did!" I hastily shouted, trying to get Oliver off of me. When I couldn't succeed, I began laughing, and just hugged him back.

"I can't even begin to tell you how happy I am for the both of you. Miley's waited a long time for someone special, and you're damned lucky to have her," Oliver rambled happily, "and she really needed someone right now. I'm glad you're there for her."

"Okay, Oliver, I get it," finally he released me from his hold, and we continued to our house, "but we're not dating, yet. It was just one kiss."

"You better tell me the second you guys' are dating then!" he paused for a moment, a small evil grin appearing on his facing, "First comes love—"

I licked my pointer finger and shoved it in his ear, giving him a wet willy to shut him up. He yelped, and I began racing towards our house, not giving him the chance to get back at me. I flung the door open, and stumbled into the house. Maria raised an eyebrow at me, and Daniel entered the living room, standing next to Maria.

"Hi!" I waved to them sheepishly, and lifted myself off the floor. Oliver came running in a few seconds later, but stopped when he saw both his parents' looking at me.

"Lilly, we wanted to talk to you about something," Daniel started, and looked to his wife to see if she wanted to continue it.

"Yes, Lilly, we were wondering if… if you'd like to join our family," she smiled sincerely.

I coughed, and felt my nose begin to tingle, signaling that tears are threatening to fall. "What we're saying is, we'd like to permanently adopt you," Daniel finished, and held his arms open for a hug.

I nervously shuffled into his arms, and let the tears free fall now. Before I knew it, Maria and Oliver were hugging me too now. Today was the happiest day of my life, I have Miley, and now I have a true, real family.