A/N: Hopefully this one is sweet.

One More Day

By Melissa

Miley snuggled closer to her girlfriend's back, if that were even possible. She liked spooning. They fit together some perfectly.

The two girls were clad in their sleepwear, flannel pajama pants with Lilly wearing a t-shirt and Miley wearing a camisole.

She heard, and felt, Lilly chuckle.

"Someone is feeling cuddly."

"Can you blame me?"

Lilly turned over so now she was facing the brunette, her outer arm draped over Miley's trim waist.

"How long have we been together?"

Miley arched her eyebrow at the out of no where question. She then looked at the ceiling and did some calculations. "It will be 7 years tomorrow. Why?"

The 24 year old blonde smiled. "No reason. I just like hearing it."

Miley narrowed her eyes and smiled, before kissing Lilly lightly. "You like hearing how long we've been together?"

"I like it when you say it, yeah."

"Lil? You okay?"

You're not okay, are you?

"I…I was wondering…if I could give you your gift now?"

The brunette girl was confused. "If you want. We're less than a day away though."

"I know. But I don't think I can wait until tomorrow."

Lilly took her arm away and reached behind her. Nestled on bed at the small of her back was a small, black, velvet box. She had been peaking at her purchase while she thought Miley was asleep. Before the love of her life had wanted to cuddle more. It was a 1 ct. pear cut solitaire, with a platinum band. She gripped the box tightly, but kept her hand behind her back.

"I'm not any good at this. Remember the first time I told you I loved you? I was so nervous that I almost passed out!"

"You kind of look like that now, darlin'." The brunette raised her hand and cupped the cheek of her best friend and lover. "Take a deep breath. It's okay. It must be one hell of a gift if you are regressing to your 17 year old self."

Lilly did as she was told, taking a deep breath and trying to get her heart to slow down to a reasonable rate. She decided simple was best. "Will you marry me?"

Lilly took the small box from behind her back and clicked open the top.

Miley looked at the contents of the box and then into her girlfriend's eyes. For only the second time in her life, she found herself speechless. She whimpered slightly before pouncing on her, kissing her with all her might.

When they finally came of for air, it was Lilly's turn to arch an eyebrow. "Can I take that as a yes?"

Miley grinned like a fool. "Yes!"

"Good." Lilly took the ring out of the box and placed it on the left ring finger of the love of her life.

The former pop star rolled over and began digging for something in her nightstand. She then turned back over, a small object in her hand.

"You did, however, beat me to the punch..." Miley smiled while shaking the small maroon box slightly. "You're always so impatient…"

"Can you blame me?"