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Lilly's P.O.V

OK, so Miley found out about the wedding ring I bought her. I know I shouldn't rush thing. I should have done like she did, and she did a good job too! My parents were so happy for us. Thing is, we were so excited about it all, the gifts were forgotten 'till the next day. Christmas sure was amazing. Even though I accepted the ring, that night, Miley and slept in our rooms. Alone. Why rush into things even more? We live together and stuff.

Soon, another week and a half went by and we were back home. Mom was back in Tree Hill for a couple of days and daddy asked me to a college basketball game. My dad is weird like that. Other parents would take their son instead and to an NBA game. Not my dad, Greg Truscott loved the game, the passionate way young athletes play college ball made his eyes shine. That's a point of view we always shared. Besides, Jamie would rather work twelve hours straight than go to a game with dad. Friday night, party time for my little bro.

"So Lilly, how have you been?" Dad asked me while we were in line to get some hot dogs.

"Great."

"So when should I be expecting my grandchild to be born?"

"Daddy!"

"What?"

"You do know Miley is a girl?"

"Yes, I do."

"And you also know that I AM a girl don't you?'

"Of course. Otherwise it would be a huge mistake naming you Lillian."

"So, there you go. Since we're girls, I can positively say that there's no way we can conceive a child."

"Not to each other." He said receiving the food and gesturing me to get the drinks.

"What's that's supposed to mean? You are not saying that I should have sex with some guy, get pregnant so you can be a grandpa!" I yelled-whispered as we were walking to our seats.

"I'm just saying that I love you and Miley both. And I want you guys to experience this. I want to be the grandpa to your kids. I know it's not possible for you two have a pure Truscott-Stewart, yet. But I know there are other ways and I was hoping that you'll try them."

"But dad, we're not even married yet! And Miley is onle twenty and I must add we're BOTH in college! And you might also add to that list that I'm unemployed."

"I know kiddo, I know. Even though I can work some magic in some aspects."

"Dad, let's just watch the game for now, I promise to think about it later." I said biting into my hot dog.

"Alright. But this conversation isn't over yet, missy!" He said and I nodded looking over to the court.

Miley's P.O.V.

"Oken, get down here this instant!" I yelled to the stairs.

In a few seconds a very scared Oliver showed up by the stairs.

"What's happening?"

"Take a look around!" Oliver glanced from one side to the other of our living room. "I did, now what?"

"Oliver this place looks like a mess!"

"No it doesn't. It's so clean and organized."

"You really are a boy!" I said handing him a broom. "Here, help me get this cleaned up."

"Miley, are you nuts or on drugs? The place looks fine I cleaned it up before you got home."

"No, see, Lilly's guitar and your bass guitar are misplaced, these magazines should be in a drawer and…"

"Stop it. And stop it right now before I get mad at you!" he said holding my shoulders.

"Look Miley, you're not a housewife. You live with your girlfriend and her goofy friend. You're not married or engaged. Lilly is not going to eat your head off if things are misplaced. As a matter of fact, she won't even notice in the first place."

"But Oliv-" I started again only to be cut off.

"No. Listen Miles, Lilly and I have lived together six months before you moved in and she NEVER cared about where things were. You have something important to tell me, then do. Don't freak out on me because of misplaced guitars."

"You're right!" I said in defeat. "Ollie, I'm scared."

"Scared of what woman?"

"I'm having trouble at school. My grades are dropping by the second and I'm afraid I'll fail in some classes this semester."

"Miles I told you, I'm here for you. I can help you, why didn't you tell me before?"

"Because I thought I could do it on my own, but I can't Ollie." I said hugging him.

"It's okay, Miley. I'm going to help you." He said and he broke the hug and put his hands on my forehead "Miles, you got a fever. Go lay down upstairs. I'm going to get something for you to eat and then we can talk." He said placing a kiss on my forehead.

I nodded.

"Where's Lilly? She should be home by now." Oliver asked from the kitchen;

"She's out with Mr. T, they went to some game." I said going for the stairs.

"When she'll be back?" He asked grabbing the phone.

"I don't know, maybe in two hours or something." I said going upstairs.

Lilly's P.O.V.

After the game, dad took me to dinner and then home.

"Dad, the game was great, thanks for take me. I totally needed it. Sally just wants to go to fashion shows and that kind of girly stuff, Miley is always studying with Oliver, so I'm pretty much stuck at the house." I said while we were getting near my house.

"No problem dear. Whenever you want to do something, call me, okay?" He said parking the car in my driveway.

"Thanks daddy." I said leaving a kiss on his cheek.

"Tell Miley I said hi." He said kissing my forehead. "Oh… and please think about our conversation." He said when I was already out of the car and left.

I made my way towards the house. Entering the living room I noticed it was very quiet inside.

"Oliver, Miley, I'm home."

"We're upstairs Lils." Oliver shouted.

I climbed up the stairs towards his room and saw it was empty so I went to my bedroom to find Oliver and Miley talking.

"'Sup' guys?"

"Hi Lils. We're just talking." He looked at Miley and then at me.

"Okay, Oken, what's going on?"

"Nothing!" he said nervously.

"Miley, what's wrong?"

"Nothing Lil, I'm fine." She said way too quickly.

"Really? So why are you covered from head to toe?" I asked pointing to her blanket and bending towards her to give her a kiss.

"No. Lil." She said pushing me away.

"What? Why?"

"Because you stink, go take a shower. You stood near the players didn't you?" She shooed me away.

"Miley Rae Stewart, start talking now. Because I know I do not stink!" She looked at Oliver. "Oken, tell me." He stood up and left.

"I need to go to the bathroom." She stood up and went to the bathroom. Soon I heard some weird noises.

"Miley, is everything alright?" No answer. "Open the door Miley!" Nothing. "I demand you open the door this instant." She unlocked the door.

When I saw her, my anger went away she looked so fragile, puking her guts out. I went to where she was and held her hair up with one hand while massaging her back with the other. Oliver came in.

"Why are you yelling Lils?" He said before reaching the bathroom door. "Miles, are you Okay?"

"Does it look like she's Okay?" I snapped. "Oliver tell me what happened."

"She's got the flu. But it's also emotional." At the last statement Miley looked over to Oliver making signs for him to stop. "She's not doing well in school and it all added up to the flu and she's felling like this." Oliver said.

"Is Oliver right Miles?" I asked. She nodded. "Don't worry dear I'll take care of you."

"Oliver get the phone and call the family doctor, ask him to come here. I'm gonna wait 'til Miley stop throwing up and I'll help her take a bath."

Thirty minutes later Miley was back on the bed, she still had a fever when the family doctor arrived.

"Hi Lilly. How are you?"

"I'm great doc. But she's not." I said pointing to Miley.

"So is she your fiancée? Your father told me about your trip to Brazil. Congratulations!" He said opening his briefcase and organizing his instruments.

"Yeah. She is, I mean, we're not engaged but she's my girlfriend and gave me the ring. Daddy is a little too excited about it." I said smiling.

"So young lady what is your name?" He asked Miley.

"Miley Stewart."

"Okay, Ms. Stewart. I'm Doctor Francis Schwartz. I'm going to take a look at you now." He said as if talking to a child, but that's just how he is.

After a while he came to me and said.

"Lilly it seems she and your friend was right. She's got the flu and it seems that she's a little stressed out. All she needs is a lot of liquid, chicken soup, some rest and to not to worry about anything. I'll excuse her from classes for a week."

"Thanks doc."

"No problem." He said handing me some papers and leaving. "Oh, don't forget to invite me to your wedding, she's a pretty girl. You're very lucky." We started to move downstairs to the exit.

"Don't worry doc. If it happens, you'll be on the list. You're like family," I said when we reached the doorway.

"See you later Lilly." He said while I was closing the door.

I ran back upstairs to find Miley sleeping. I sat down on my desk and studied a little while she was sleeping. Two hours later my eyes were heavy and I went to bed. I wrapped my arm around her waist and snuggled next her. When I was drifting off to sleep, Miley woke up.

"Lil? What are you doing?" She said taking my hand from her waist.

"Trying to sleep. Why?"

"You're going to get sick." She said facing me.

"No. I'm not. Just go back to sleep. You need to rest." She got up.

"Where are you going?" I asked.

"To sleep on the couch." She said grabbing her pillow.

"What?! No. You're not." I grabbed her arm.

"Lilly don't be stupid, I'm sick and if I stay here, you'll get sick too." She got away from my grip.

"I'm being stupid? Okay, what if you go sleep downstairs and you pass out? Or have a concussion or need to puke?"

"Don't be a drama queen!" She exclaimed loudly

"It could happen." I sing songed.

"Go back to sleep, Lilly." She said moving towards the door. "I'll yell or something."

"But Miley… we're together in sickness and health, for richer or poorer." I smiled at her.

"Lilly, we're not married." She stated.

"Fine. Go, get out! See you tomorrow Miley." I angrily told her.

"Lillyyy!" She whined. "Don't be like that. Don't you see I'm trying to protect you?"

"And don't you see that I want to take care of you?" I said.

"I do. I'm thankful for that, but please, respect my wishes." She said almost yelling.

"Sure. Go ahead. But if you need something, anything call me, alright?" I said accepting.

The next morning I woke up really early to check on Miley. I went downstairs and saw her sleeping peacefully on our couch. I made us all breakfast and decided to study a little while Miley and Oliver were asleep.

That idea lasted only two minutes, because my cell phone rang. Checking the I.D. I saw it was from Miley's house.

"Hello?!"

"Lillian?"

"Yeah that's me Mr. S. How are you?"

"I'm fine. Is Miley around?"

"Yeah, but she's sleeping. She has the flu and needs her rest." I looked over to Miley.

"No. I wanted to talk to you. After I heard the beautiful story of your Christmas, we really need something to top it off."

"Mr. Stewart, you were the one that told Miles about the proposal, how are we going to make that a surprise? And besides, I don't think she wants more commitment." I said in a defeated tone.

"Lilly, I don't think it's true. And I think I can show you that. Come have dinner with us this Friday and we'll talk about it little more. And bring your family along, Yes, it includes Oliver." He said laughing.

"Thanks Mr. S. I'll tell Miley you called."

"Ok. See you soon, Lilly. Take good care of my little girl." He said and I realized how much he loved her, even not being her real father he treats her like she was.

He made me curious, how is he going to show me that she wants to get married some day?

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