Hey guys', I 'm sorry.(Why do I get the feeling I say that a lot?) This should have been up a long time ago.
The reason it was not, was both of my grandparents got very ill (cancer) And one died on Sunday, while the other Monday. (Sounds totally weird right?) We are a very close family, and family is very important to us. So the whole week for me was, school, funeral, school and after school a wake, funeral, school. I was too tired and too upset. I really am sorry.
Thank you all for reading and reviewing. I appreciate it, it puts a smile on my face.
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"I don't know if I could do this Dad, what about Lilly?" Miley sat at the counter with her Father getting the ingredients he needed to make diner. Today was the day her, Lilly, Oliver, and Bryce were going on a date.
"Now Bud we talked about this," Robbie Ray wrapped an apron around himself and turned on the stove.
Miley looked down at her fiddling hands and replied weakly to her Father. "I know Daddy." Robbie Ray walked around the counter and hugged his daughter giving her a light kiss on the forehead. Robbie Ray knows what it is like to lose someone you love, but he at least had a relationship with that person. "Just send Lilly, up when she gets here."
Miley moved out of her Father's grasp and made her way upstairs. Even though she would never be with Lilly it still felt like she was cheating on her. Miley walked into her room and sat down on her bed, grabbing one of her guitars and strumming a few chords. Lilly was supposed to come over before the date to help Miley with her hair, attire, and accessories.
Miley talked with her Father on her feelings towards Lilly and everything that happened. Neither of them could come up with a solution. Miley promised she would stay away and move on, so that is what she had to do. Plus re-telling the story over and over again, re-living the parts in her mind, Miley came to the conclusion that Lilly was not interested in her at all.
Miley sighed as she kept strumming her guitar. She didn't know what she was strumming but she liked the beat and melody flowing from it. "Writing a new Hannah song?"
Miley stopped playing and whipped her head to her doorway. Seeing Lilly there, she gave her a soft smile, at least everything was okay between them. "No, just playing with my guitar."
Lilly walked all the way in Miley's room and sat down on the side of the bed. "I wish I could play."
Miley looked around and checked the time on her dresser; they had plenty of time before the date. "I-I could teach you?"
Lilly quickly looked at Miley catching her eyes and smiling. "Really, like now?" Lilly moved closer to Miley on the bed.
"Yeah sure, I mean we got time. Here." Miley flipped her guitar around and handed it to Lilly. "Sit up more on the bed; you need good posture while playing the guitar."
"Wow, thanks Miles." Lilly took the guitar and sat up perfectly on the bed. She was smiling and felt warm inside, happy things between her and Miley did not change, and they could still be themselves around each other. Neither of them ever talked about what happened between them.
"Okay let's start with the last string, the 'e' string, but for now will call it the first string." Lilly nodded and traced one of her finger across the wire. "Okay now with your left hand, place your pointer finger near the first fret, hard but not too hard, and strum with your thumb." Lilly tired and got a dead flat sound. Miley laughed, with it came a smile. "Press harder on the string; try tilting your finger slightly so you get more fat there."
Lilly tired again and this time was slightly better. Miley could not help but laugh at Lilly's disappointed face. "Stop laughing, this is harder than it looks." Lilly gave Miley a pout as she tried play again.
"Here let me help you." Miley moved behind Lilly and took her right hand with her own and guided Lilly's left hand on the neck of the guitar. Lilly grew tense by the sudden movement. She could feel Miley's breath on her neck and almost feel her whole body pressing on her back. Miley's heart started to beat fast. She could smell Lilly's strawberry shampoo and the blonde locks of hair were tickling her face. This was as close to Lilly she had gotten in days. "Make sure your finger is just before the fret, to farther away and you wont get the right sound."
Miley guided Lilly's left hand and her pointer finger. She used her finger to put pressure on Lilly's so it would put pressure on the guitar string and took her right hand to make sure Lilly's thumb did the strumming. "Like this?" Lilly asked as she strummed the guitar.
Finally hitting her note, Miley turned to look at Lilly and both their eyes captured the others. Miley swallowed the lump in her throat as she looked Lilly's face, capturing every facial feature, to her bright eyes, then to her soft lips. "Perfect." Lilly could feel Miley's breath brush up against her own lips and it made her skin feel hot. Lilly also looked at Miley's facial features before they landed on her lips.
Lilly looked from Miley's lips back to her eyes and Miley soon did the same. Lilly leaned forward and Miley did as well, as if it was some magnetic force the other could not resist. Miley could hear her own heart beat in her ears and Lilly's throat started to get dry. The girls brushed noses each sending a chill through the other girl, making them want they other more.
Their lips were mere centimeters away when Miley pulled back. Lilly stopped and looked down, dropping her head. "Maybe we should get ready; I'll um teach you more later." Lilly did not say anything and only nodded. Miley moved away from Lilly and walked to her closet. As much as she wanted kiss her she could not, for she promised.
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"You look fine Miles." Lilly was sitting on Miley's bed looking at her, while Miley looked at herself in the mirror.
"You think Bryce will like it?" Lilly rolled her eyes and let out a sigh.
"Yes, Miley anyone would like it, you look good. Can we go? Oliver and Bryce will be here any minuet." Lilly got up and fixed her outfit from any wrinkles. She really did not want to go on this date. Something was really bugging her, she had a bad vibe about this Bryce guy, even though she never met him before.
"Okay, let's go." Miley made one last touch up on her hair and turned around grabbing Lilly's wrist and making her way downstairs. When they got there they both saw Oliver and Bryce already there. "Hey Oliver." Miley said happily. "Hi Bryce."
Miley quickly let go of Lilly's hand and she took note to Miley's flirty 'hello'. Bryce was not a bad looking guy, he was slightly taller than Oliver, had light brown hair, and green eyes, with the slightest touch of brown. Lilly folded her arms and sized Bryce up quickly, coming to the conclusion she did not like him. "Hi guys'."
Oliver walked over to Lilly and gave her a quick peck on the lips, before clapping his hands together. "Okay so let's go eat and see that movie shall we?"
Bryce and Miley walked out first, neither not turning their gaze from the other, and Lilly followed staring intensely.
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At the restaurant Oliver sat next to Lilly and Miley sat next to Bryce. They talked or whispered to each other most of time and giggled. Lilly could not pay any attention to Oliver or anything else; her focus was strictly on Miley and Bryce. Bryce whispered something in Miley's ear and Miley could not help but giggle smiling at Bryce.
Lilly's eyes grew into daggers and the only thing she could see was red. She felt as if she just got the wind knocked out of her. Three day's ago Miley still had feelings for her and now she was all flirty with this boy she just met. She did not like it. She did not like Miley giving that guy all of her attention. She did not like the thought of Miley being with him, holding his hand, and kissing him. "M-Miley could I talk to you for a second."
Miley looked away from Bryce and at Lilly. "Um sure Lils." Miley and Lilly got up from the table. "Excuse us." The girls made their way over to the bathroom. "What's up?"
Lilly looked around nervously and did her best to make sure no one else was in the bathroom. "Well-um-I-just…" Lilly rubbed her arms nervously and cleared her throat.
"Just spill it out Lils!"
Lilly stopped fidgeting and looked straight into Miley's eyes. "Okay…" Lilly nodded her head and took a step closer to Miley. All her emotions were exploding inside of her and she could no longer control. "What the heck is wrong with you?!" Miley was taken aback and gave Lilly a puzzled look. "What was it three days ago you said you love me and will always love me? And now you are in here with that guy flirting it up like I never even existed to you?! Like you never even have feelings for me at all?! You felt like this for four years and you just move on in three days!? Tell me how a person does that!?"
Lilly through her arms up in the air before they took their position across her chest. Miley took a step back in defense. She meant what she said, she did and will always love Lilly, but she said she would move on, so that is what she was trying to do. But why did Lilly care so much? "I said I was going to move on, you said I should, so that is what I did! Why so mad all of a sudden, you never seemed to take an interest in me, therefore I figured I would never have shot. What are you jealous or something!?"
Lilly narrowed her eyes at Miley. "No!" Lilly's mouth opened and closed she did not know what else to say. She was jealous; she just could not admit it. If she did that would mean she likes Miley more than a friend. And she did not know if she could face that. Miley calmed down at the sight of Lilly. Compassion overflowing she walked towards Lilly but Lilly raised her arm up in defense. "Forget it, just forget it."
Tears started to prick Lilly's eyes and it was not long before they streamed down her face. She quickly maneuvered around Miley and found her way out of the bathroom. Lilly bolted through the restaurant getting noticed by Oliver and many others, but she did not care, she ran out the door and to outside.
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:(, Poor Lilly, she is confused. So Lilly probably does love Miley? What is Miley to do? What about Oliver, or Bryce? Till then.