It was 5:32pm in the sunny Toluca Lake, and Miley had just finished a long but enjoyable day at the Rock Mafia studios. She had come back home to change into something more comfortable, and had taken her dog Lila out for a walk. She was casually circling the block surrounding the Lake, and walked down the path towards the side of the Lake, as this was the more scenic route, and she much preferred it. She was walking along when all of a sudden she heard a noise. For a moment she paused, to get a better understanding of what it was. It was a soft, gentle guitar sound that she recognised instantly, but didn't know where from. She reached for her phone at once, and as she pulled it out, her phone was silent with no sign of contact on it. She was puzzled as she knew the sound was there, but where was it coming from? It had stopped for a moment, and she decided to carry on walking. But there it was again. Louder this time, and seemed to be coming closer. She stopped again, looking around for where the sound was coming from, and walked along the trees that she thought led to the noise. By now, it was very loud, as if she were playing the tune herself. She peered through the trees, and there it was, sitting in front of her. She tried to be as quite as she could, and didn't want to disturb them, so she picked up Lila and held her close to her chest, but Lila just wanted to investigate as much as she did. She wriggled around in her arms, and as she tried to silently hush the tiny puppy, Lila gave out a loud bark. Startling not only her, but the mystery guitarist that was sitting before her, and quickly stopped playing and turned around to see who it was. She was too busy looking at Lila to realise this, and as she let her down onto the grass, she felt the eyes looking at her. She looked up at them and was shocked to see that she was all too familiar with them. She didn't recognise him in his work clothes, as he often wore things very different to his character. "You nearly scared me half to death." he says with jest in his voice, as he looks up at her. "I'm so sorry, I had no idea it was you! I didn't recognise you…I tried to leave but then…but then Lila didn't want to go and…" she quickly said to try and disguise her surprise. "It's OK Miley, honest." he laughs as he holds on to his guitar and starts to strum the tune again. It wasn't any particular tune, but she remembered it as she heard him playing it for her a while ago. She sits down next to him, with Lila making herself comfortable by her side. "so you heard me playing?" he asks her, not looking at her as he continued playing. "Yeah I did. I wanted to see who it was and followed the sound to you." she says calmly as she watches him play. "And you still didn't know who was playing when you heard the song?" he says curiously. He didn't want to let on that it wasn't just a song, it was her song. He memorised the chords he played her from the time she remembers, and since then plays it in his free time. He remembers how happy it made her, seeing her dazzling smile on her face, and played it to feel closer to her, even when they were so far apart. "No, I guess I didn't. But I did recognise it." she says disappointedly, looking down at Lila and stroking her. It was only a few days since she was this close to him, she hadn't forgotten about what had happened. Why hadn't he called or text her after? Was it all a mistake? Did it really happen? All these questions and more were flying around inside her head, she needed answers to put her mind at rest. But was now I good time?
After he finished playing the tune to her once more, she gives a huge smile and applauds him, wanting him to realise that what he had just played for her was good. And her reaction couldn't of been better. This is exactly what he wanted, to see her this happy again, and to know he was the one to do it. "Thank you, Thank you. Goodnight LA!" he laughed as he put down his guitar next to him. "That was amazing! Even better the second time!" she giggled at his joke, and gave him a huge grin, wanting him to believe her. "Better the second time." the words echoed in his ears. Did this mean that he had made her even more happy? Whatever it meant, he was glad to hear her say it.
If she was going to do it, now was as good a time as any. She needed to get things off her chest, whether he felt the same or not, she needed to tell him, after all he has a right to know. With Lila asleep in her lap, one hand around her and the other around her knees, she looked forwards towards the lake and watched the sun bounce off the surface. "Avan, I need to tell you something. But please, don't say anything until I'm finished." she said assertively, still not making eye contact with him as she knew this would only make it harder. "OK, go ahead." he says slowly with concern in his voice. "I've had a great time with you these past few months, I've had a lot of fun and I really enjoy your company, but what happened the other day…you left without saying anything…and I…I've been thinking about it ever since. I have these weird feelings every time I'm around you, I don't know what it is, its something about you that makes sparks fly around my body, I miss you when you're gone, I can't stop thinking about you, I know I shouldn't be but I cant help it. Maybe it's just my busy schedule, my head isn't straight right now. I don't know…" she hurries the words out of her mouth and trails off. For the first time in the last few minutes she quickly darts her eyes to his, as she sees him looking at her in shock. "What have I done?" the voice in her head is screaming to her, this was a bad mistake, she shouldn't of said anything, she should of left it like she knew she should. "I'm sorry, I should go…forget everything I said, I didn't mean it…any of it, forget everything." she finally manages to stumble out. She knew she blew her chance and would never get it back. She could feel the tears beginning to surface her eyes, but held them back as she picks up Lila and steadies herself as she gets up. "Wait." his voice says insistently, getting up and standing beside her. She turns to face him, but doesn't look at him so that she can quickly discard the tears in her eyes. He reaches out and touches her cheek, gently lifting it up to make her look at him. The exact same feelings she was describing have returned, darting around her body again, and she didn't know what to do as she looked up at him with her big, ocean blue eyes. "Never apologise for saying what you feel." he speaks softly but reassuringly. She continues to look at him, hanging off of every word he says. "And I'm glad you told me, at least now I know where I stand." her heart sinks. "Where you stand?" the voice in her head is shouting again, what is this supposed to mean? she can feel the tears in her eyes appearing again, she doesn't want to be here anymore, she knows she's made a huge mistake and being here with him only makes it worse. He moves closer to her, still holding on to her velvet soft cheeks, but it's too late. She looks away and hurries up the bank as fast as her wobbly, emotional body can handle. "Miley, Wait!" is all he can say, his voice with a sense of urgency, she never gave him a chance to finish. He watches her climb up the bank and rushes away, feeling completely helpless. She doesn't look back, blocking out him calling after her. She knew it would be better if she just left, she knew what his answer was and she didn't want to stick around to hear it. He watched her run down the path and slowly disappear, as he stood and tried to rid the words she had said from his head. But he couldn't. How could he? The words he only dreamt about hearing really did leave her lips. She comes to the end of path, and slows down to a fast paced walk. That's when she realises she's not alone.