I deeply apologize for taking so long on updating this story. I was gone for a week last week, and I didnt have a lot of time to write then. Then when I got back home, I wrote this, but then didnt like what I came up with, soooo I re-wrote half of it, lol. It was hectic. It seemed like no matter what I wrote down, I didnt really like. But hopefully I got it right and you all enjoy it :-) I can only hope right? ha, anyways, enjoy!!

Chapter 25- Frustration

Oliver followed Lilly down the sidewalk with a curious grin on his face. He couldn't help but notice that his friend seemed a little happier than usual. "Come on," he pleaded, "Why are you so happy?"

"It's nothing, Oken," she blushed.

His eyes widened, "Did you…Did you two sleep together??" he gushed.

Lilly turned to look at him with an amused look on her face, "No, Ollie…We didn't sleep together," she continued smiling.

Oliver narrowed his eyes curiously, "You did something…Tell me!" he begged.

She rolled her eyes, took his hand, and walked over to a bench next to a nearby store so they were out of people's way. "If you must know, Miley and I kind of…well," she blushed, "fooled around a little yesterday."

"No way!" Oliver grinned. "Was she in her underwear??"

Lilly smacked Oliver's arm…hard. "Stop picturing my girlfriend in her underwear you doughnut!" she warned.

"Ow," he grimmsed, rubbing his arm. "It was just a question…"

"Well, no, she wasn't. All of our clothes were on. But, it was the hottest thing I've ever done in my life," she smiled as the two continued walking.

"You are so ready to have sex, Lilly. What are you even waiting for?" he looked at her.

"The perfect moment…" she answered half honestly.

Oliver could tell she was leaving something out. He put an arm around her shoulder, "There's more, isn't there?"

She sighed, "I'm…I'm just scared…" she said looking down. "What if it's not what she wanted and she dumps me?"

"You know darn well that's not going to happen, Lilly. Miley is absolutely crazy about you…Trust me," he smirked.

"What's that supposed to mean?" she asked as they neared a magazine stand. Lilly found what she was looking for and smiled.

"Let's just say I know what she wants to do with you," he said in a hushed tone.

Lilly's head quickly turned around to face him, "What??"

"Yea," he couldn't wipe the grin off his face. "It was very hot to hear…Quite enjoyable."

"Cool it, horndog. You're telling me more when we get back to my house." They walked up to the register to pay for the magazine. Lilly set it down on the counter and when the guy picked it up he did a double-look at her.

"Hey…You're the chick on this magazine," the older man said, showing no emotion towards her.

"Uh, yea…" Lilly answered nervously.

"You're going to kill her career you know," he remarked rudely.

Lilly and Oliver both glared at him, "Excuse me?" Lilly snapped.

"Well, you are. I shouldn't be surprised though…I hear she's quite the slut," he smiled smugly.

Lilly angrily lunged forward but was quickly stopped by Oliver pulling her back, "You take that back!" she hollered.

The man laughed, "Tell it to someone who cares." He then ignored her and stared helping his next customer.

"Just ignore him, Lilly…Come on," Oliver said as he started pulling Lilly along with him.

"No, I want to kick to his ass for calling my girlfriend a slut," she crossed her arms over her chest angrily.

"Chill…Let's just head back to your place, okay?"

"Fine," she sighed. "I just hope things are going well at Miley's meeting. Her Dad's pretty pissed and I bet the people at the record company are too…"

"Stop worrying so much. I'm sure things are going just fine," he wrapped a supporting arm around her shoulders.

"God I hope so…"

Meanwhile—

Robbie Ray rubbed his temples as he waiting impatiently for the president of the record company to return. He figured he knew what was going to be discussed soon anyways though. It was clear that the company president wasn't happy about the picture that was printed and Robbie Ray feared that his daughter's career was already gone. "This is ridiculous," he spat, slamming his fist onto the table.

Miley, who was sitting next to her father, jumped from the sudden outburst. She found it hard to speak due to the large lump in her throat from trying not to cry. It was also obvious to her that everyone here was upset with her. Her eyes watered as she thought about how mad her Dad must be right now.

Robbie turned to his daughter, "Why did you have to go out and kiss her in public?"

Miley gave her father a strange look, "…What?" she croaked out.

"Answer my question! What made you think it was a good idea??" he spat.

"Shut the hell up, Dad! I can kiss Lilly whenever and wherever I want!" Tears leaked from her eyes and slowly ran down her cheeks.

"I swear if you use that language with me one more time"—

Robbie Ray was cut off as the door swung open and the president of the record company walked in along with a couple of his assistants. "Sorry about the wait, but we had a lot to talk about," he said as he took a seat at the head of the table.

"It's not a problem, really," Robbie Ray replied, hiding his frustration.

"Mr. Stewart," Mr. Stevens started, "the photograph of your daughter kissing a girl is going to cause a lot of problems."

He sighed, "What kind of problems?"

"Well, there are a lot of people who are against homosexual relationships, kids won't understand, parents will be furious, and she'll lose fans. In simpler terms, we predict that her career is pretty much going down the drain."

"No…No, it can't," he panicked. "She's got a contract!"

"I am well aware of that, Mr. Stewart. I am also aware that she's due for a new album soon. So, we were thinking that we'd release this album, see how things go, and if they go well, then we won't cancel the contract."

"Isn't there any way around this? Miley could say that it was a mistake or something on television and"—

"I am not saying that!" Miley angrily yelled. "And stop talking like I'm not even here!"

Mr. Stevens looked at Miley with a shocked expression, "I'm sorry, Miley, but…you're the one that messed this up. You'll be lucky if your next album even sells at all."

"First of all," she fumed, "I didn't mess up…Secondly, I don't care if people won't like my new album because I'm making it for Lilly anyways. Lastly, I'm not going to sit here and be talked down on. I'm leaving!" With that said Miley got up and walked out of the room, making her way out of the studio building; tears streaming down her face. Just as she had expected, there were photographers and reporters everywhere waiting for her. Camera flashes and questions were thrown at her left from right, and there was no easy escape from the large crowd. All she wanted was to leave, go see Lilly, and be in her warm, loving embrace. With that soothing thought in mind, she pushed her way through the annoying media and practically ran to the curb when she saw a taxi approaching from down the street. "Taxi!" she yelled, waving her hands in the air, "Taxi!"

The cab driver pulled over after seeing the frantic looking girl on the sidewalk. When she entered the cab, he instantly recognized who she was, but decided not to really say anything. "Where to Miss?" he kindly asked.

Miley buckled her seatbelt and slouched in the seat, "Malibu please…"

"Sure thing." As he pulled away from the curb, he took another look in his rearview mirror. Miley Stewart was actually in his taxi, but…she looked so upset; and he figured he knew why. "…Things will get better Ms. Stewart," he smiled warmly.

"Thanks," she gave him a weak smile in return. Much to her liking, the rest of the ride was quiet, besides the music coming from the radio. Miley was glad that the cab driver seemed to get the hint that she just wasn't in the right mood to talk.

Meanwhile, at Lilly's house, Oliver had just finished telling Lilly everything Miley had told him. She looked at him wide-eyed with her mouth slightly open. "She…She actually said all of that?" she asked with a smile.

"Yup," Oliver smirked. "Told ya she really wants you."

"Wow," she breathed. "That's just…Wow."

Lilly's thoughts were soon interrupted by the sound of her cell phone going off. The ring tone 'See You Again' indicated that it was Miley calling her. She quickly flipped it open, "Hey Miles, what's up?"

"…Can I come over?" Miley sadly asked in a small voice.

Worry and concern filled Lilly's mind at the sound of Miley's voice. "Of-Of course you can hun. What's wrong?"

"I'm just frustrated and I need to be with you right now…I'm in a cab on my way to Malibu…"

"What? Why are you in a cab?" Lilly panicked.

"Long story…I'll tell you when I get there, 'kay?" she replied sincerely.

"Well…okay. I'll see you soon then?"

"Yea," Miley smiled, "You will. Love you."

Now Lilly smiled, "Love you too." Lilly closed her phone after saying goodbye and couldn't stop smiling as she thought about what Miley said just a day ago.

Oliver looked at her, "Man, you're whipped," he laughed.

"That may be true, but that's not why I'm smiling. I was just thinking about what she said yesterday," she beamed.

"And what was it that she said?" he pressed on.

Just from thinking about it, Lilly felt like she was floating on a cloud. "She told me she's in love with me," she grinned, "and I told her the same thing."

"Aww!" Oliver smiled. "I'm so happy for you two," he gave her a half hug. "As much as I'd love to stay 'till Miley gets here, I have to head home."

"Alright, see you later, Ollie," she gave him a hug goodbye and waved as he left the house. Then, Lilly reached for the remote, turned the TV on, and waited for Miley to arrive.

About a half hour later, Miley showed up at Lilly's. As she reached for the money in her purse, the cab driver spoke up.

"Don't worry about it, Ms. Stewart. It's on me," he smiled.

"Are you sure? I've got the money…" she insisted.

"Nah, I didn't even turn the machine on. It seems to me that you've had enough stress these few days, so yea…It's on me," he continued smiling.

Miley smiled in return, "Well, uh…Thanks. But, you're getting a tip at least," she said as she pulled out some money.

"Thanks, Ms. Stewart. I wish you nothing but luck and happiness," he said as she got out of the cab.

Miley grinned, "Thanks." They waved bye to each other and then she made her way into Lilly's house; happy to see that her Mom was, once again, not there. She opened the door, quietly closed it behind her, and walked towards the living room. "Lilly?" she asked as she looked around. When she approached the couch, she froze with a loving smile on her face. Lilly was sound asleep on the couch, lying on her side with the remote still in hand. Miley walked over, knelt down next to her so she was face to face with Lilly, and then slowly leaned in to kiss her.

A warm, comfortable sensation upon her lips caused Lilly to slowly wake up. She smiled when she saw Miley right next to her; matching her smile. "Hey," she yawned, "How long have you been here?"

"I just got here," Miley stood up. "Any room for me?" she smiled.

"Perhaps," Lilly sat up, still smiling, "but there's more room upstairs for us on my bed."

Miley's face lit up, "That sounds like more fun."

Lilly laughed as she took Miley's hand in her own and led her up to her room.

After Miley told Lilly about events that happened at the meeting, they shared a very intense make-out session. After several minutes of kissing, Miley pulled back from lack of air. She smiled down at Lilly, who was underneath her, and placed a gentle kiss upon her cute, little nose. "I love holding you like this, you know that?" she smiled.

"I think I do," Lilly smiled back, running her hands through Miley's lush, dark hair. "Hopefully it's as much as I love holding you."

"Let's call it even." They both nodded and sealed the deal with a kiss. As usual, the kiss deepened and the two girls were soon lost in each other. Miley's hands snaked their way up Lilly's shirt and settled on her bare waist. "Lilly…" she moaned. "I want you…I want to make love to you," she whispered against Lilly's lips.

Lilly's heart rate increased; she looked down to avoid eye contact with Miley but instead found that she could slightly see down her girlfriend's shirt. "M-Miley, I'm just n-not…"

"Ready…" Miley sadly finished for her.

When Lilly felt Miley roll off of her, she sighed; closing her eyes. "I'm sorry…" she glanced over to see Miley staring up at the ceiling. "Miley, it's…it's not that I don't want to, it's just…I just want the moment to be absolutely perfect. You know, like, no possible interruptions…"

Miley turned her head to look at Lilly once again, "Really?"

"Yes," she scooted closer to her, placing her head on Miley's chest. "I love you…"

"I love you too." Miley wrapped her arms around Lilly and kissed the top of her head. "And I'm sorry…I'm just so frustrated with my Dad and people telling me this is wrong. I just want you to know how much in love with you I really am…"

Lilly couldn't help but smile warmly at her for saying that, "I feel the same way…That's why I want us to be absolutely alone together. I want it to be all about us."

Miley gently pulled Lilly on top of her and kissed her. "You're so amazing…Look, I don't want to push you into anything you're not ready for, so I'm willing to wait because I love you so much."

"Thanks, Miles. I love you too." She gave her a peck on the lips, "So, um…What else went on at the meeting?"

"Well…I have a lot of interviews lined up for the next few weeks. Mostly magazine ones, but still…I'm pretty nervous."

"Things will be okay, Miles. Plus, I'll be right here when you need me," Lilly reassured her.

"That means the world to me, Lil, you have no idea." Just then, Miley's phone started to vibrate in her pocket. She quickly took it out and saw that it was a text message from Jackson. It read—

'I'm on my way to get you. Dad called, he's pissed that you left the meeting. I told him you were home. I'll be at Lilly's in a few… Jackson.'

"Dammit, my brother's on his way," she said as she closed her phone.

"I know, I read it," Lilly smirked.

Miley laughed, "You're nosey. Luckily for you, I love you." Lilly just smiled and they both got up, held hands, and headed downstairs.

A few minutes later, Jackson arrived. Lilly hated to see Miley go, "I'll miss you," she said, kissing her cheek.

"I'll see you tomorrow," Miley smiled.

"I know…" They both kissed each other goodbye and Lilly leaned against the door frame, watching Miley and Jackson drive off. With a sigh, Lilly headed back up to her room. She fell backwards onto her bed and thought of all the things her and Miley had just said to each other. She loved Miley so much, and she wanted to find the perfect words to express how she felt for her. She wanted to make sure Miley knew she could always turn to her no matter what. A smile crept its way across Lilly's lips as she reached for her private notebook and started to write down the ideas that flowed from her mind. But in her mind, it came out as more of a song…and she couldn't wait to finish it.

Yea, that was the best I could come up with. Hope you liked it! lol. I didnt think it was too bad, but eh, oh well. Anywho, I will be updating my other story next. Cos I know there are people who are dying for me to post the next chapter of it up, lol. It shouldn't take long at all, cos yea, I've been thinking about it for like, what, two weeks I believe. So yea, I should be able to finish that chapter before the 4th of July. Anyways, Thanks for reading, hope you liked this chapter, and reviews would rock :-)