Hey guys', sorry, this should have been up yesterday, but my little cousin wanted me to sleep over, then we spent the whole day together, until nine thirty at night, to say I was tired would be an understatement. Anyway, thank you all who are reading and reviewing, makes me feel good, and tells me I'm doing something right with the story. Without further adieu chapter 4. Enjoy.

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Miley was hesitant at first, but got in the car anyway. Lilly smiled, mainly to herself, and started to drive the car, wherever it was going to take them. Silence roared in the girls' ears, but neither of them wanted to be the first to spark up a conversation. Miley didn't want to get interrogated again and Lilly was becoming afraid of the problem Miley might have.

If it was something that could hurt Miley this deeply, could it possibly affect her that bad as well? Could it hurt her, Miley, and their relationship? Was their relationship in danger? Lilly dreaded thinking about what could be wrong with Miley, therefore, did not want the answer, but she cared for her friend more. She wanted Miley safe and happy, she wanted to let the brunette know, know matter what she did she would always be there for her.

Lilly tapped her fingers on the steering wheel and let out a breath. Miley was preoccupying herself with the rain droplets rolling down the windows. "Miley?" Miley turned her attention to Lilly, who was focusing on the road ahead. Not answering, but pretty sure she got the brunette's attention, Lilly continued. "Umm…h-how was the talk between you and Oliver?"

Lilly silently cursed herself. What was she so afraid of that she could not openly ask her best friend what was wrong with her? "Uh…o-okay I guess."

Miley's heart rate quickened and prayed that Lilly did not question her either. She could not tell her she could never tell her, no matter how much it hurt. Lilly nodded her head and said nothing more.

The car grew quiet once again, and both girls felt the uneasy tension. Lilly could not take it anymore and pulled off to the side of the road. Turned off the windshield wipers, put the car in park, and turned the key in the ignition, shutting off the car. Miley looked around at her surroundings, the best she could in the rain, nothing looked familiar. Where were they? "Lilly? What're doing?"

Miley flashed Lilly a worried look. Lilly closed her eyes as she rested her hands away from the steering wheel. She tilted her head back and looked at the car's ceiling, letting out a sigh she spoke Miley's name. "Miley…we need to talk."

Miley turned her head away, looking out the window, just when Lilly's eyes landed on her. Miley folded her arms and held back tears. Wishing if anyone Lilly would understand why she could not do this. "No, we don't."

Lilly unbuckled her seat belt and shifted in her seat. "Yes, we do please Miley." Lilly reached her hand out to take the brunette's but Miley grew defensive and moved her body closer to the passenger's door.

Lilly drew her hand back slowly, but could not avoid the pain she felt when Miley turned her away. "Miles."

Miley heard concern and hurt in her friend's voice, growing guilt inside her. Miley sucked in her lower lip and bit down, hard. "Lilly," Miley's voice became weak, her throat constricted, and she battled tears falling from her eyes. "There's nothing to discuss."

Even with her head turned toward the window, Lilly could hear and see her friend holding back a sob. The blonde looked around the car before her eyes landed on the brunette again. "Miley, I-I know something is bothering you, why can't you tell me what it is?" Miley didn't say anything; she stayed in her position, not giving Lilly any satisfaction, that she might break her. "Y-you could tell me Miles, we're best friends."

Miley shut her eyes tight, causing a few tears to fall. Best friends. That is all they will ever be. Miley hated that she was reminded of that every single day of her life. "Yeah, best friends."

"Miley." Lilly reached her hand out again and placed it on the taller girls shoulder. Miley instantly tensed up, for there was no where for her to run from Lilly's touch. Lilly slid her hand down slightly down the girl's back before pulling away. What was wrong? Why could she not touch Miley? "Miley…I-I" Lilly was lost, confused, and hurt. She wanted to find what was causing Miley to drift away from her. "Did I, do something."

Tears brimmed in the eyes of Lilly. She could not possibly think of anything that could be wrong with her friend, and only thought of something that she might have done. She cold not remember if she did or not and if she did she was truly sorry. She would never hurt Miley intentionally. Miley turned to face her best friend, finally opening her eyes, and noticing tears ready to fall from them. Now, Miley hated herself. She never wanted to hurt Lilly, she loved seeing Lilly smile, to know that she caused pain to her hurt, but Lilly was also the reason for her pain. "Of course not," Miley's voice was hoarse from trying not to cry and control her constricting throat. "It could never be anything that you do Lilly, you're perfect."

A few tears trickled down Lilly's cheek. She looked up into Miley's vibrant blue eyes and saw nothing. "T-then what is wrong Miles, you have me worried…scared."

Miley let out a groan. She was getting fed up. "Nothing Lilly!" Lilly was taken aback by her friend's sudden force and out burst. "The only problem I'm having is people asking me what is wrong! I'm fine why can't you or anyone else accept that! If you are my best friend you would accept that and not ask why!" Lilly's mouth hung open and she was going to speak but nothing came out.

Miley stared at her for a few more seconds before shaking her head and getting out of the car. "Miley wait!" The car door slammed in the blonde's face, but she was quick, she turned herself around and opened her door, running into the rain. "Miley!"

Miley ran, ran as fast as she could. She did not want to hear it anymore. She did not want to keep hurting, or hurt Lilly. But she could not take it. She was growing claustrophobic. She could not stay in that car so close to Lilly and know she can't have her, touch her, kiss her.

Miley put her head down and closed her eyes as she ran. Crying for not only not being able to have Lilly, but for hurting her also.

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Aww poor Miles and Lilly has no clue what she did, done, or does, or is doing (??). Will things work out for these two? Tell me you thoughts. Till then. :)