Hi everyone! I'm baaaaack! I'm so sorry I didn't get to update when I said I would. We ended up havin to leave earlier so I didn't get the chance to. But anyway, here I am, and trust me, I had the craziest week ever! So it's good to be back... But I heard something about Liam and Miley breaking up? WHAT? Is that real or just a rumour? Does anyone know? Aw I really hope they're still together. They're so cute! But don't worry, if they're together or not, I'll still keep writing this fic, so no worries. Oh, and thanks for all the great reviews! It was amazing to come home and find all of them waiting for me:) But anyway, here's the update I promised!

Liam POV

I've been laying awake for hours, nervous as hell about the fact that we would be shooting the love scene tomorrow. Until my mind registered a soft sound coming from my window, but I thought it was just my imagination. Then a knock came, and I knew this time that it was real. What in the world? I glanced at my phone to see that it was 3 in the morning, just before another knock came, this time a little louder.

I walked over to my window and pulled the curtain aside, revealing Miley's face. What the...? I opened the window and looked at her in confusion.

"Miley?"

"Hey," she said softly, suddenly seeming embarrassed as she rubbed her arms with her hands to ward off the cold. "Umm, can I come in?"

I quickly recovered from the shock and was about to go unlock the door for her, when she just climbed through the window instead. She was dressed in a pair of cotton shorts and a nirvana tee shirt, having obviously just gotten out of bed. I saw her glance at my chest, seeing as I was only wearing shorts, and I quickly grabbed a shirt, not wanting her to feel uncomfortable.

"I'm sorry for waking you," she apologised, but I had a feeling that she was just stalling.

"You didn't. I couldn't sleep," I assured her, then decided to just cut to the chase. "Is everything okay Miles?"

"Yeah," she quickly answered, avoiding my eyes. "Why do you ask?"

I smiled. "Because it's three in the morning, and you look like you're about to crack."

A guilty little smile came to her lips as she realised she was caught. "Okay fine."

I sat down on the edge of my bed and patted the spot next to me. She paused for a moment, then sat down. She was pulling at the loose threads of her shirt as she kept silent, either very distracted or stalling again.

"So what's wrong?" I asked. When she didn't answer right away, I prodded a little further. "Is it about our scene tomorrow?"

"Yeah," she admitted, then lifted her head to look at me.

"You nervous?" I asked and she nodded. "Me too." I reached over to rub her back soothingly. "Don't worry. It'll be over before you know it."

She sighed. "I know."

"What else is wrong?" I could see that something else was bothering her. Something that was hard for her to talk about. "You know you can tell me anything right?"

She bit her lip for a moment as she watched me, then looked down. "You'll laugh," she declared, surprising me.

"What? I would never laugh at you." I turned more towards her, crossing my legs as I watched her. "Come on, tell me."

She sighed, then started pulling at the loose threads again. "I'm scared I'll make a fool of myself."

Huh? I was baffled. "What do you mean? Most of it is improvisation, so we can just make it up as we go along."

"That's just it," she declared. "I'm scared I won't really know what to do, because..." She trailed off.

I was curious and a little bit worried now. "Because what?"

"Because...I've never done anything like this before."

I felt relieved. "Don't worry Miles, I haven't done a love scene either. We'll be fine."

"No Liam," she interrupted. "I mean...I've never had sex before." She blushed and looked down. "I'm a virgin."

My eyes widened. "Oh." I was a little shocked. Not to hear that she was a virgin, but because she was talking to me about it.

"So, I'm not really sure how to fake it in front of all those people, not to mention the cameras," she concluded, and I finally understood why she was so nervous. It was one thing to have your first time, learning as you go along, but to fake it in front of others when you're really unsure should be really hard.

I took a minute to gather my thoughts before I spoke, but there was no way to make this conversation less awkward. "Well, uh, I'm sure you know, uh, how it..." I stopped, rubbing the back of my neck as I felt a blush colouring my cheeks.

She chuckled softly. "Of course I know how it happens. I'm not an idiot. I just...don't know how to go about it."

"Meaning...?" I asked, still a little confused.

"I don't know how to act. Should I look scared, or...into it." She blushed. "Is it supposed to be rough or romantic? When should I take your clothes off?" She looked down again and her blush brightened at this part. "That kind of thing."

"Oh okay, I get it," I said, but I felt just as embarrassed as her.

"Have you...ya know...?" she asked and I could tell it was very hard for her to do so. "You don't have to answer that," she added immediately.

"It's okay." I scratched my head for a moment before answering. "Yeah, I've done it before. Once."

She looked up at me, surprised. "Only once?"

I nodded. "Yeah. I was seventeen, and my then girlfriend wanted to. I didn't really want to, but I thought, what the hell. So anyway, I didn't do it again after that."

"Why not?"

I smiled, feeling a strange connection with Miley for sharing this with her. "Sex should be between two people that love each other. And I didn't really love her. So I decided that the next time will be with the girl I love. When the time is right, and when it's something that we both want to do together."

She returned my smile. "That's pretty cool. Not many guys think like that."

I nodded. "So, you waiting for marriage?" I went on. I was honestly really curious. Though, the thought of some guy doing that with Miley...it killed me.

She shrugged. "I'm not really sure. Maybe." At my confused expression, she elaborated. "I'm waiting for the guy I want to spend the rest of my life with. If I know that I'll love him and be with him forever, then I guess I won't have a problem with doing it before we get married. I just...I don't want to share my body with more than one man." She met my eyes with hers. "Just him. And I'll know when I've found him."

"How?" I couldn't help but ask.

She smiled. A smile that spoke right to my heart. One of hope and faith. "I'm not sure. But I'll know."

I couldn't help but admire her even more. She believed in true, everlasting love, and she wouldn't settle for anything less. And she wouldn't give her body to anybody else. She was keeping it for him, and whoever he turned out to be...he was the luckiest guy in the world. For a moment, I imagined that guy being me, then almost laughed at my stupidity. She was too amazing for an idiot like me.

I cleared my throat. "So, back to the scene," I started, before I could go into a depression. "Think about it this way. It's Ronnie's first time, and she doesn't really know much either. Just, imagine that it's your first time, and just go with it."

She arched one of her eyebrows. "So, you're saying I should imagine, that I'm about to have sex with you?" Her teasing smile just widened when she saw my jaw drop. It was obvious that she knew that wasn't what I meant, but it still left me shocked. She never ceased to surprise me.

"God Miles," I spluttered, feeling very hot and bothered all the sudden. "Are you trying to put naughty images of you in my head?" She laughed out loud, before I levelled her with the best seductive look I could muster. "Or do you just secretly want me to make love to you?"

Now it was her turn to blush. "Liam...uh..." She blinked a few times, then that sly smile of hers was back in place as she leaned forward. "What if I do?" she whispered in my ear, her warm breath sending shivers down my spine.

Oh God. Despite the fact that I've never been so turned on in my life, I tried to rack my brain for a comeback. I turned my head to look right into her blue orbs. "Then I'll just have to have my way with you right now." Before she could respond, I grabbed her and threw her onto her back on the bed with me over her, her laughter making my heart sing when I playfully raised my eyebrows and puckered my lips dramatically.

She just kept laughing and I forced myself to roll off her onto the space next to her. I propped my head up on my hand and sent her a wink.

"You wanna play with the big dogs, don't piss like a puppy," I quoted, and received a smack to the side of my head from her. "Hey!" I pouted and she rolled her eyes.

"So, you think I'll do fine tomorrow?" she asked, turning serious again as she lay next to me, watching me.

I nodded. "You'll do great. I promise."

She looked up at me through those long lashes of hers. "Really?"

"Really." I reached out and squeezed her hand. "Besides, I'll be there with you."

She smiled, then to my surprise, pulled me into a hug and kissed my cheek. "Thanks Liam. You always know what to say."

"I know. I'm awesome," I joked and she laughed before letting me go and standing up.

"I should get going." She walked over to the window, then paused and turned back to look at me. "And no telling Josh how I look in my underwear."

I laughed at that and she winked at me, before climbing through the window and disappearing into the night.

The love scene is next! Who's excited? Haha! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it and please please please review, I'll need it for the next update;)