Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana

Lily's POV:

It had been almost two weeks since I had come to Malibu. Time kind of flew by here. Other than my mom's very extreme rules for me like, no staying out in the sun for over and hour and a half and no drinking coffee, life was practically back to the way it used to be down here. I had forgotten how much I liked to be able to walk out on my back porch and see the ocean instead of just a bunch of trees in my backyard.

"SHIT!" I heard loudly on Saturday morning. That was one thing I wasn't used to, Miley cussing, she said she had started doing it after beginning to date Jake. I sat up in miley bed to see what was going on. I saw Miley limping out of her closet to her room.

"what?" I asked yawning.

"I stubbed my toe," Miley said sitting down on the bed and then grabbing her big toe.

"mm..." I said nodding as I began to slide out of bed.

"Ya well, I was a little tired because someone's cell phone went off at three A.M in the morning," Miley said as her eyes moved from her slightly bruised big toe to me.

"Well sorry," I said as I grabbed a pair of sweatpants from my suitcase, "David can't let his mom know he's calling me so he waits until late at night," Miley rolled her eyes. I knew that she couldn't understand what David and I felt for each other. Jake came by just a few days ago from one of his many movie premieres. Their was no doubt in my mind Miley and Jake liked each other, but, it was more like the typical high school romance kind of love. She sat in his lap while we watched the movie, they held hands, they kissed goodbye, but the entire time she never once just looked at him. I wanted to tell her to look in his eyes and stop being all smiley and flirty for just one moment and look at the guy you claim to love in the eyes. But, I didn't say any of that. I just sat there and watch that happy couple act happy and perky knowing inside that it was just a matter of time before the high school romance fell apart before their eyes and left a bunch of broken hearts behind. I was one of the lucky ones to have been able to find David. He was the guy who's eyes I would stare into forever. I loved him.

Jackson's POV:

When I heard what sounded like someone jumping down the hallway I wasn't quite sure what to think. As I rolled out of bed with just my boxers on, opened the door and saw Miley grabbing her foot and jumping down the hallway.

"What in God's name are you doing?" I said looking at Miley who was still in her pajamas.

"I think I broke my toe," Miley said bracing herself on the wall.

"No you didn't," I said knowing that Miley the drama queen was more than likely over reacting.

"No I swear it's all black and blueish and I can't bend it and it's swollen," Miley said examining her big toe.

"I don't believe you," I said about to go back into my room.

"Seriously, come and look at it," Miley said as she placed her foot on the wall. Now I understand that it was weird to go over to my little sister's foot and start poking at her toe but I did it anyway.

"Shit Jackson, that hurt!" Miley said as she slapped my hand away.

"Does this hurt?" I asked as I poked her toe again.

"YES!" she said as she slapped my hand away again. As I was about to poke her toe once again I saw Lily emerge from Miley's room. She looked incredibly tired and she was wearing no make up, and her hair was just up in a sloppy bun, but, she still looked hot.

"I don't even wanna know what you're doing," she said as she walked past me and to the stairs.

Lily's POV:

As I walked past Jackson towards the stairs I couldn't help but looking at Jackson's amazingly good looking body. I mean... I'm not saying David wasn't good looking but, he was one of those guys who had a cute face but a little skinny body and no abs and pretty much no muscles at all. But Jackson, God, he had it all the cute face the hot body... no I shouldn't be thinking like this I mean I love David and I wouldn't want him thinking other girls were hot so I shouldn't be thinking other guys were hot. Right? I quickly shook the picture of Jackson's body from my head and walked downstairs. I walked past Mr. Stewart and to the cabinet. I grabbed a box of pop tarts and pulled out a packet.

"Good Morning Mr. Stewart," I said as I pulled the silver wrapper off the pop tarts.

"Hello Lily, glad to see you're making yourself at home," he said as he grabbed something off the living room floor.

"Yup," I replied. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Jackson and Miley walking down the stair Miley, still limping.

"Stop over reacting!" Jackson said to Miley.

"I'm not over reacting. Look! my toenail is turning purple!" Miley said as she stopped to glance at her swollen toe.

"That doesn't mean your toe is broken," Jackson said as he made his way further down the stairs.

"DADDY..." Miley whined as she sat down at the bottom of the stairs. Jackson started walking into the kitchen.

"How did you manage to break your toe in the thirty minutes you've been up," Mr. Stewart said as he walked over to Miley. Jackson came over to the toaster, which, I was standing right in front of. I was so intrigued in the whole conversation that the Stewarts were having I didn't notice Jackson reaching behind me for the pop tart box. It was only when his arm brushed against my waist that I noticed.

"Oh... sorry..." I said as I tried to move out of the way. But instead only bumped into him. I gave him an awkward laugh and then felt my cheeks turn bright red.

"It's fine," he said with his own little awkward laugh. I smiled and moved over so he wouldn't touch me again.

"Can you bend your toe?" I heard Mr. Stewart ask Miley.

"Noooo..." Miley said, "and I have that Hannah thing tonight... how is Hannah Montana supposed to perform with a broken toe?"

"She is right," Mr. Stewart said as he stood p from his kneeling position.

"Oh come on dad, you can't possibly buy her sob story she's just being a drama queen like always," Jackson said as he leaned p against the kitchen counter.

"Go get dressed bud we're gonna go to the doctors," Mr. Stewart told Miley.

"Oh my God dad!" Jackson said as he rolled his eyes.

"Jackson," Mr. Stewart warned. With the warning Jackson rolled his eyes and then turned back around to put his pop tart in the toaster.

"How do yo expect me to get upstairs?" Miley asked.

"I'll go get you clothes..." I chimed in getting sick of all the stupid arguments that were going on.

"Lily you don't..." Miley told me.

"No. It's fine," I cut her off. I went upstairs and grabbed her a pair of sweat pants and a tank top. Soon enough she had changed and she was gone. I spent the next few hours on Miley's computer thinking that they would be home any minute. When I heard a knock on the door I figured that it had to be Miley.

"Come in," I said as I turned around in the swirly chair so I was facing the door. But, instead of Miley coming in it was Jackson that emerged from the doorway.

"Well," he started as he walked into the room "My dad just called and not only is he pissed because Miley's toe is broken but apparently there is some thunder storm that's coming so something happened with the X-ray machine or something so, basically, they can't leave the hospital,"

"Oh..." I said a little confused about what was going on.

"Alright... so... if yo need anything I'll be downstairs," he said as he walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

Jackson's POV:

It was around six o'clock when the thunder storm started. As I sat in front of the TV I heard thunder hit the ground. Then, lighting. Followed by a loud crash.

"What the..." I said to myself as I stood p and walked over to the window. I saw a huge tree laying in our yard.

"What the hell was that..." I heard from behind me. I turned around and saw that it was Lily.

"A tree fell," I said turning away from the window. Just then, thunder shook the house again. This time, knocking the power off.

"Holy shit..." Lily said. It was weird to hear her cuss. A lot had changed since she had moved away I guess.

"Hold on..." I said as I tried to feel my way to the closet where I could get a flash light. As I felt around the living room, then to the kitchen, I finally reached the closet. I reached in and fumbled around until I felt the big, black flashlight. I clicked it on and then grabbed two more.

"Here..." I said as I handed one of them to Lily.

"Thanks," she said as she took it out of my hand. I walked over and sat back down on the couch.

"What exactly are you planning on doing over there?" Lily asked as she looked over and saw me staring blankly into space as I sat on the couch.

"Nothing..." I said not really sure why I even came back over here in the first place.

"Want someone to talk to?" Lily asked as she walked over to the couch.

"Sure,' I said as I scooted over on the couch so she could sit next to me.

"So..." I said awkwardly. She nodded and looked over at me.

"How's David been doing?" I asked her not being able to think of anything else.

"He's been acting uh..." her voice trailed off as she tried to form her words, "different," she finished.

"How?" I asked her.

"I don't know, I mean he used to be all like make sure you don't drink too much caffeine and don't hurt the baby and all protective and stuff and now he's just mainly talks about gossip back home and about this girl that is apparently moving next door to him," My first thought, like any normal persons first thought, was that he obviously liked this new girl. But, I didn't want to mention that to Lily. So, instead, I just nodded.

"He's changed a lot," her voice changed from kinda happy and cheerful to serious and sad, "It's almost like he doesn't..." she stopped her self and then I saw a fake smile form from her frown.

"He doesn't what?" I asked her.

"Nothing. Nothing... it's not important," she said with that painted on smile still on her face.

"tell me," I told her.

"It's like he doesn't..." she paused for a second and then continued, "Love me anymore," she finished. I didn't know how to reply to that.

"That sounds really stupid doesn't it," Lily said laughing.

"No.. no it..." I was interpted when thunder hit the ground. The large boom was followed by Lily screaming then her grabbing my arm.

Lily's POV:

I didn't mean to do it, honestly. How my arm ended up holding Jackson's and how my head ended up buried in Jackson's chest was beyond me. That thunder just... scared me was all. I needed to let go, I should have let go, but, something stopped me. I couldn't make my self release Jackson's arm from my grip. The best I could do was raise my head p from his chest and rest it on his shoulder. He smiled in an awkward kind of way. He was still looking down at me. And before I knew it for whatever reason or heads started moving towards each other's until, finally, I felt his lips brush against mine. It was then the doorbell rang. We both stopped only inches away from each others faces. He cracked a smile.

"I should uh... get that," he said. I nodded and moved back. I could feel my cheeks turn hot as he stood up not realizing what had just happened. As I heard the door pull open I heard Jackson say 'hello...' in a very confused manner. I looked over to see who it was and I couldn't even believe my eyes.

"David..."

A/N:

I am so sorry it took so long for me to update it has been a really crazy week for me. So I know the like middle part of the chapter really sucked bt I needed something to happen that could pass time until what I wanted to happen at the end of thew chapter. I have been having MAJOR writer's block lately so please, if you have any ideas, tell me! Leave a review!