I am so sorry I took so long. I did not realize how long it had been since I udpated, until last night when it was too late.

Mileys P O V

I let Lily go see Jackson and decided to walk down to the beach. I did not want to hear it. I could not hear it. Not again. All I had to do was wait down on the beach for it to be all over. Maybe if I stayed there and waited, it could be over. I watched the waves crash into the shoreline, for hours, until I felt someone come sit beside me.

"Hey Miley," the person said.

I looked over to see Lily.

"So how did he take it?" I asked.

"He acted strong, but it did not look good," she said.

"Oh. Do you think you will be okay?" I asked.

"Yeah. The doctors said they caught it at the right time. They think within two months, it will grow enough to be able to remove it."

"That is good. I really do not know why fate choose you, Lily. Why does it have to be you?" I asked.

Lily had tears brimming her eyes.

"I do not want to talk about that right now, but when I do, I will answer your question," she said staring out at the ocean.

I nodded. "Okay," I said.

We sighed.

"So what now?" she asked.

"I guess we just wait," I said.

"Wait for what?" she asked.

"For something to happen. But for now, we just act normal. All cool and collected."

She nodded.

An hour later Lily and I split up, and went to our own houses. I was terribly hungary, and I could go for some of that leftover pizza in the fridge. When I got inside Jackson was making something over the stove.

"Jackson?" I asked.

No answer.

"What are you making?" I asked.

No answer.

"Are you going to talk to me?" I asked.

No answer.

I walked over to the fridge, and caught a glimpse of the yellow, hazy liquid that he was stirring. I ignored it and grabbed a slice of pizza. Then I went upsairs and picked out an outfit for my next Hannah Montana concert tomorrow. I went to bed after praying for Lily to get better. I do not know what I could do if she happened to leave my world.

The next morning I awoke and went downstairs. Daddy was there reading a paper.

"Hey bud," he said.

"Hi daddy," I said hugging him good morning.

"I heard about Lily. Really sucks doesn't it?" he asked.

I nodded.

"Well, Jackson is taking it pretty hard," he said.

"I figured."

"I have to go get some more coffee for the back stage tonight at your concert, so while I am gone, can you try to get him to eat?" he asked.

"He is not eating?" I asked.

"Last night he said he was not hungary," dad said.

Then the phone rang.

"Hello?" dad asked.

He hung up.

"Lily landing in ten," he said.

I ran to the door and opened it, and Lily came scooting in on her skateboard.

"Hey Miley! I can not wait for the concert tonight! I have not been to one in so long!" she said.

"Yeah, she has been on break for a while," I said.

Dad left and Lily and I went to beach where we found Oliver.

"Hey Oliver," I said kissing him on the cheek.

"Hey Miley," he said kissing her on the cheek. Then we flirted through our eyes for a little bit.

"Hello Oliver," Lily said rolling her eyes.

"Oh yeah, hi Lily," he said.

I laughed and we went into the water with our clothes on, since it was so hot.

"Omigosh Miley!" Lily squealed.

"What?" I asked.

"Your shirt is very see through, and your boyfriend is five feet away," she said.

I looked down. I might as well not be wearing a shirt.

"Gotta go!" I said dashing out of the ocean and home to change. Oliver and Lily followed, and I let them into my room when I had changed.

"What was that about?" Oliver asked.

"Nothing," I said casually. I found some disguises for them to wear tonight and we planned the concert out. When the limo picked us up, Jackson said he would go, but he did not talk at all. Even to Lily. He tried, but I knew he was going to cry, so when we got out of the limo, I told him it was okay if he did not want to talk.

"Hello Malibu!" I shouted into the microphone.

The crowd went crazy.

"Here is my first song," I said. (A/N: I own this song)

"Sometimes I cry before sleep

Sometimes I just need to sob and weep

And when I can't seem to focus

It's you that I am thinkin bout

Say no worries, I've got no cares

But did you think of me?

And there are sometimes,

Things don't feel right

And there are sometimes

I don't sleep at night

All I can do is dream

That I am gonna be what's yours

Sometimes I can dream

Today you forgot me

Yesterday you didn't see me

Everyday is one thing

But I am somthing else

Because sometimes I can't escape

And sometimes I can hear you voice

But did you ever know I was standing here?

And there are sometimes,

Things don't feel right

And there are sometimes

I don't sleep at night

All I can do is dream

That I am gonna be what's yours

Sometimes I can dream

Sometimes...Sometimes! (Sometimes) Yeah, sometimes. Sometimes."

The crowd went absolutely biserk when I was done with my newest song, 'sometimes'

'Lola' said it was her favorite song she has ever heard me sing. We all went home and Jackson still did not talk.

"Jackson," I said when it was just us two in the house.

He did not answer, but he turned his head to me.

"Why are you so quiet? Lily is going to be fine," I assured him.

He sniffled.

"Yeah Miles. Just fine. Just like mom," he said going downstairs.

One week later I did not hear from Lily in the morning, so I figured something was up. Around noon I got a call.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Miley?" someone asked.

"Yeah this is her," I said.

"Thank goodness. It is Lilys mom. Lily is emergancy surgery, because the cancer grew more than we thought, so since she could not tell you I think I should."

I gasped.

"When will she be out?" I asked.

"Around six, but she won't be aloud to have visitors until tomorrow at noon."

We hung up shortly after that, and I told her I would do the hardest part. Telling Jackson.

"Jackson?" I asked going up to him on the couch. He still did not talk ever since last week.

He looked up at me.

"I have news about Lily," I said figeting with my fingers.

His face just dropped when I said that.

"She is emergency surgery," I said sort of quietly, but loud enough to where I would have to say it again.

He grabbed his chest.

"Help me!" he choked. "I can't breathe!"