Disclaimer: I talked to Disney but, they don't want to give me Hannah Montana. I told them if I could take Miley as a souvenir then and they shouted "Are you crazy, she's the star of the show!" Then I asked for Emily but…they ignored me. So in the end, I still don't own anything. T-T
Warning: Slight language. (I won't say Liley anymore because you all obviously know this is Liley).
A/N: How cool! I have gotten so many reviews! I love you guys! Thanks you so much!
So I got so inspired that I decided to bring chapter five already. So here you are! Enjoy!
Amid Falsity and Truth
Chapter 5:
Should I Tell Him?
Miley Stewart walked out of her personal bathroom with a towel wrapped around her head. Uncovering her hair, she proceeded to dry it while making her way towards her bed. The outfit determined for today was already waiting for her on top of it. She threw the towel near it, before removing her bathrobe.
Today's attire consisted on tight jeans, a loose and long sleeveless violet blouse, and sandals. It was simple, casual and most importantly, comfortable; the perfect clothes for such a disgusting Monday. Why was it so disgusting? No special reason, all Monday's were equally revolting to her.
Now fully dressed, she went to her mirror to apply the final touches to her pretty self. Nothing too drastic, she was just going to school and her clothes did not require an extreme makeover. She applied soft violet shadow, mascara, as little black eyeliner as possible and the lip-gloss that could never go amiss.
Everything done, she smiled at her reflection before heading downstairs. Yet, she stopped half way there when she spotted the calendar glued to the back of her door. She got closer, wondering if she was reading it correctly. It read, March 16, 2008.
Miley smiled. On this precise day, two months ago, she had met Louis. How wonderful, it had already passed two whole months and everything was going so great!
Miley a.k.a. Hannah Montana could be so opened with Louis. She often whined to him about how much of a hassle it was to be a celebrity. To which he teased her, saying it couldn't be so bad afore listing all of the good reasons millions of people wished to be her; for example, the parties, meeting other celebrities and many privileges that she had. He went so far as to ask for her wig, claiming he could be a better Hannah Montana if given the chance. This of course, started a silly and harmless quarrel where playful banter was the main dish.
In the end, Miley retracted herself agreeing that being Hannah Montana was pretty damn awesome! And Louis, sited in that same slightly uncomfortable chair back at his house, grinned; proud to have driven his point across, even if he had done it quite a complicated way.
To Hannah Montana, Louis was a superb friend. He was there when she needed him, listening intently to all her problems and helping her to clear her mind and find a rational solution for them all. He was also there when all the commotion brought by fame got to her, giving her moments of sadness. And he was there when the various joyous moments excited her to no end depriving her from sleep. He was simply always available for her. She had always wanted a true friend to accompany her Hannah half, and even if he could not be with her physically, she couldn't have asked for a better one.
To Miley, he was all this…and more. Louis had become someone indispensable in her life. When had it happened? How did it happen? And why in the world had she allowed it to occur? She didn't know the answer to any of those questions, but somehow the little tactful charmer had found his way into her heart and it didn't seem like he was going to leave anytime soon.
"Miley! Lily's here!" Shouted Robbie Ray up the stairs; that girl, he could give her a day to be ready and she would steal need an hour extra!
Oh crap! She hadn't had breakfast yet and Lily was already here. The singer opened the door and rushed down the stairs.
"I'm done, I'm done!" She exclaimed reaching the first floor.
"Hey there Miley!" Lily said; she was sited on the couch waiting for her friend.
"Hi Lily!" Miley greeted her with a smile.
"Bud class is about to start and you still haven't eaten your breakfast. If you don't hurry you are gonna be late!" Robbie Ray, who was now serving himself a plate of freshly made scrambled eggs, warned his daughter.
"No worries daddy, I'll buy something in school." She said, taking her backpack from one of the kitchen's stools. Not waiting for her father's reply, she marched over to her door. Lily quickly stood up to follow her.
"Lily! Make sure she does!" Mr. Stewart said.
"Sure thing Mr. S!" Was Lily's response before exiting through the door in pursuit of her friend.
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"Hey Miles, are you okay?" Lily asked catching up with Miley.
"Huh?! Oh yeah I'm fine!" The singer lied. In reality, she was extremely preoccupied with some rather annoying inquires.
"Are you sure? You seem a little out of it." The blond peered at her with inquisitive eyes. Been her best friend for years now allowed her the capacity of knowing when something was off with her best friend.
Miley looked towards the street, away from the blond's curious eyes. It was hard to keep something from her, or to lie her way out of it, when the girl was staring at her with such deep concern.
"Well…" That's what happens when she remains under Lily's cute stare for long.
"Yes?" Lily pried. She knew from experience that in moments like this, when Miley was doubting her next step, it was best to force the problem out of her if you ever wanted to know what was wrong.
"Um…" Miley knitted her eyebrows together as she thought of a way to express her current predicament.
She knew Lily would help her define her next action. The blond was a great friend with a good head over her shoulders even if her goofy self sometimes made you wonder if there was anything in it. However, when it came to serious matters, Lily always pulled through for her.
Also, Lily was her BFF! In other words, her Best Friend forever! She couldn't take an action as drastic as the one she had in mind without consulting it with her first!
"Come on Miley, you know you can tell me anything!" Lily exclaimed. She was eager to know what the big secret was.
"I know!" Miley said. She knew she could tell her anything! The problem was…how?
"Then hurry up and tell me already!" The skater demanded although it seemed more like a whine, causing the brunette to chuckle softly at her childish behavior.
The rock star turned to look at Lily with the intention of telling her what was going on in the most synthesize manner she could, but her eyes caught sight of their destination much sooner; she smiled.
"Oh look! We are here!" Miley exclaimed, dashing for the school.
"What? Hey! Miley!!" The blond complained, running after her.
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"Are you going to tell me now?" Lily asked for the umpteen time that day.
"Tell you what?" Miley said. This tactic was called: evasion.
"Miley!" The blond had lost count of how many times she had whined her friend's name. But it was her fault! Wonderful opportunities had come by for her to tell her what was going on. Yet the girl kept her mouth shut.
"Alright, alright!" – Miley agreed turning around to face her friend. It was such a shame the cafeteria line was so darn long. – "Look, I have this…Oliver!"
"You have an Oliver?!" Lily frowned, utterly baffled.
"No! Oliver is coming." The singer said, flashing a smile towards their approaching friend. Lily sighed, it seemed she wasn't going to get her answer any time soon; it really suck to be so curious at times.
"Hey girls! This line will take forever. Mind if I squish in?" Oliver said, not waiting for a reply as he pushed himself between the girls.
"No, we don't, but I don't know about them." Miley said pointing to the people at the back of the line. Fortunately for him, none of them were paying attention.
"Mi- " The blond was about to begin her chant once again, when a hand stopped her.
"I'll tell you later." The brunette responded. She was tired of hearing her name in a wail.
"What's going on?" Oliver asked looking from Miley to Lily and back.
"None of your business is a girl thing." Lily growled. All this waiting – for Miley's secret and the fricking cafeteria line – was getting her in a bad mood.
"I'll have you know, that I'm well educated in girls matters thanks to my mother's magazines." The boy said with a finger up and a swift move of his hair.
"Careful there, if you keep reading them you might turn into a girl yourself." Miley said with laughter in her voice while Lily outright laughed in his face.
"No I won't!" – He shrieked, truly offended. – "Girls dig guys who understand them! Smoken Oken is on fire thanks to them!" He defended himself.
"And how many girlfriend have you had since you started reading them?" Lily asked with knowing eyes.
"None…that, you know off." Lies, both girls thought.
"Of course." Lily laughed. Miley only shook her head with a small smile on her lips; Lily could be so mean to him.
"Next!" The friends turned around to see they had been moving along the line unconsciously, and it was finally their turn. They asked for their food and pay for it before walking around the lunchroom in search of a table. They found one by the back of the room, as always. It was close to the dumpsters but not close enough to be considered a loser table.
Once sat, they began to eat their lunch which once again was spaghetti; this school loved to serve that. They made small conversation during it. Well, no, Miley and Oliver made small conversation while Lily gave complete attention to her food. The girl wouldn't even look up when they called her. Because of this, Miley and Oliver decided to ignore her, it was best to do so when she was in that kind of state.
Yet, as soon as the blond finished her lunch she stood up abruptly and, grabbing Miley by her right arm, dragged her out of the cafeteria into the hall, giving no explanation to a confused Oliver.
"Lily! What the hell?" The brunette screamed. She lost a forkful of her spaghetti thanks to Lily's stunt, and she was still hungry, couldn't this have waited?
"Now, tell me what's got your head in the clouds the whole day?" Lily asked crossing her arms; she was not about to let Miley get away once again.
"Couldn't this have waited until I finished eating?" Miley whined. She should have held her tongue until after lunch to tell her anything, darn Lily and her curiosity!
"No, you would have kept postponing it, or evading it like you are doing right now." Darn sharp Lily too! Miley sighed, there was no way out if this now, better to just find a way to say it and get it over with.
"Okay well…you see…I have, this internet friend…" Miley began, pressing her back to the lockers. She allowed the sentence to settle in, although she hadn't said much yet, as she gazed around the hallways; her eyes laying on the scattered students that populated the corridor.
"Aha, you have an internet friend. I have some too, we all do." Lily said, leaning her right shoulder on the locker. She was trying to understand where Miley was going with all of this. For the moment, it didn't seem like there was a problem, or at least not one that would keep her so preoccupied.
"Yeah, I know. But this is different." The singer said, still looking everywhere but at her friend.
"How so?" Lily wondered.
"I met him through Yahoo one night, and we hit it off right away. I have known him for two months now. He's a pretty nice guy and a great friend but…I think I...want him to be more than that." Miley explained, her cheeks were heating up and she just hoped they weren't too noticeable.
"So what you are saying is that, you have an internet crush?" Was Miley really saying that? It couldn't be. Why would she have an internet crush when she had so many real-life guys after her? That was something that could be expected from her, since she had no interest in the guys around.
"Ah, well…yes!" Miley breathed out. What the hell! Why go around the bushes when that was exactly what she was trying to say.
"Amazing." Apparently, she was wrong; Miley did have an internet crush. How ironic, and here she thought she was the only one going through something like that.
"What?" The brunette asked.
"Nothing, it's just that, there are so many hot guys after you here I never would have thought you'll be looking for a cyber relationship."
"I wasn't. We are just friends, he has never come to me asking for something more. That's why I wanted to ask for your advice." Again, Miley trailed off, finding an immense interest in her black sandals.
"What is it Miles? You want to tell him?" Lily guessed.
"Yes but, I don't know if I should. What do you think?" The singer asked, not daring to voice her fears, thus she might destroy the confident look she kept in front of boys. Still, deep within she knew there was always the chance that her feelings weren't reciprocated, or that he just didn't want to be in a relationship.
Lily took a moment to asses the situation. She was a bit worried; she most certainly would not forget to mention such discomfort to her friend later on. But, she shouldn't think negatively about everyone, she for one would never hurt her own internet friend. If this guy was as great as Miley said he was, than she ought to give him the benefit of the doubt. After all, how does that saying go? 'How can you expect a man to be trustworthy, if you do not trust him first?'
"Okay Miles, before I tell you what I think, I need you to hear and understand everything I have to say." At last, the blond spoke lifting her weight off the locker; her serious tone made Miley finally look at her.
"You must have clear that in an internet relationship you have to trust blindly. I mean, have you even seen him?" – Miley shook her head from right to left. – Exactly, so you don't know who he is at all, you only know how he is in some way, but for all you know he could be some old geezer." Lily said. This was the truth of the matter, sadly. She knew Miley was very honest, as she was too, but not everyone in the world carried that nice quality.
"I don't think so." Miley defended him. She understood what Lily was saying, but it was hard for her to believe it. There was just no reason for him to deceive her. Everything he said came out so natural, that it couldn't be a lie.
Lily nodded; she only wanted Miley to know the many ways of how things could turn out.
"Also, even if he is who he said he is, you don't know what he's doing. He could have another girlfriend over where he lives."
"I trust him." Was Miley's simple reply; what was any kind of relationship without trust?
The young skater gazed at her friend, the girl seemed strong-minded on her image of this mysterious boy. She also seemed very determined about her next action. So why was she even asking her? The blond sighed before giving her friend a sincere smile.
"Well, after saying all that I say go for it!" – Miley grinned. – "But! Don't send him photos or anything, and don't agree to meet him anywhere alone. And try not to get in too deep into the relationship, try to take it as a game, for the moment at least." She added. Miley laughed.
"Okay already. You are such a worrywart!" – The singer teased her, before engulfing her friend in a fierce hug. Lily frowned, but she hugged her back. She was not a worrywart; she was just a concern friend who knew about the many perverts that traveled the cyber world. – "But you are a sweet worrywart." Miley added, freeing herself from Lily enough to give her a soft kiss on the cheek, before detaching herself completely.
Lily blushed slightly. "Whatever, let's just go eat."
She began to walk back to the cafeteria with a giggling Miley behind her.
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When school was over and Miley reached her house, she kissed her dad hello before rushing up the stairs. She threw her backpack to some unknown place and picked her laptop from where she had left it the night before, upon her night table. Sitting comfortable on her bed she opened it and waited for it to upload.
Minutes later, she was logged into her account. But sadly, UltimateSkater was not online. Disappointed, Miley left her computer on her bed as she went downstairs to make herself an evening snack.
It was not until an hour and a half later, that the boy finally made his appearance.
Rockstar4ever: Finally boy!
UltimateSkater: Lol, sorry, I know we are set to meet here around four but, my mom wanted to go grocery shopping. I don't know what for! It's not like we bought much or anything I wanted.
Rockstar4ever: You are such a glutton Lol.
UltimateSkater: I am not a glutton, I am just a healthy…young man!
Rockstar4ever: So that's how they are called these days.
UltimateSkater: Yes, yes they are.
Rockstar4ever: Ha, ha, ha!
UltimateSkater: So how was your day pretty girl?
Miley grinned at the nickname. She could almost feel her heart jump with joy as she fought a shriek that wanted to come out of her throat.
Rockstar4ever: It was okay. Nothing major happened, just the same old boring classes.
UltimateSkater: Same here. T-T
Rockstar4ever: He, he.
A while passed as Miley looked for some interesting subject of conversation, anything that would buy her time while she thought of how to expose her confession; yet nothing came to mind.
UltimateSkater: You are awfully quite today.
Rockstart4ever: Am I?
UltimateSkater: Yeah. Is everything alright?
Rockstar4ever: Uh, yes why wouldn't it be?
UltimateSkater: I don't know you tell me! Lol.
Rockstar4ever: I'm telling you that everything's fine. :)
UltimateSkater: Are you sure? You know I will try to help you as best as I can.
Rockstar4ever: I know.
Oh God. Why was this so hard to say? And why was he been so concerned? He was supposed to stay silent or change the subject so she could think. Well, actually no he didn't have to but, that would have been nice.
UltimateSkater: Okay! I enjoy silence from time to time, but I prefer to talk to you when I can. So just tell me what's up?
Hannah Montana was been too silent today, this was not usual of her. He wondered what was up with her. He knew he probably couldn't help her much, she was a big celebrity and all, but he would still like to know. Maybe he could cheer her up in somehow.
Rockstar4ever: Okay, I'll tell you. Um… you see…
UltimateSkater: Yes?
Rockstar4ever: Well…I like you!
UltimateSkater: Yeah I know. I like you too!
Oh yeah, she forgot she was speaking with a boy, and boys are normally stupidly dense. Clearly, Louis was no exception to this genetic rule. Darn it!
Rockstar4ever: No I mean, I LIKE, like you! As in, I'm attracted to you, I…would like to have something more than friendship with you, that kind of like you.
There we go; it couldn't get more translucent than that. She hoped he got it now. If not, that cute naïve side of him was going to make him loose all of his charm.
UltimateSkater: Ooh! Really?!
Rockstar4ever: Yeah, really.
Oh good! He didn't loose his appeal, instead he turned cutter!
Rockstar4ever: But, it's cool if you don't like me back like that. I mean, I know you have never said anything, but I just wanted you to know.
UltimateSkater: No! I mean, I like you too! :)
Rockstar4ever: Seriously?
UltimateSkater: Yeah! I just didn't say anything because I didn't want you to misinterpret me. I also didn't want you to think I liked you just because you are famous. I like the You I have gotten to know here, Rockstar you know. I hope to have always made that clear.
Rockstar4ever: Yes you have.
UltimateSkater: Good! :)
Rockstar4ever: Well, um…he, he.
UltimateSkater: This is so cool! I like you and you like me and I like you and…you get my point.
Rockstar4ever: LOL!
Miley couldn't wipe that huge grin she had pasted on her face. She was so happy, he liked her! Yay!
The only question now was exactly, what now? Should she ask him? Or, should she wait for him?
UltimateSkater: So Hannah, do you want to be my girlfriend?
Rockstar4ever: Yes!
It appears that she didn't have to wait long. She wanted to jump on her bed and scream to the skies, but someone beat her to the punch.
She could have sworn she heard a very distinctive 'Eeep' from down the street. Funny, it sounded just like Lily's.
To be continued…
A/N: And chapter five is complete! I finally presented Lily! Aren't you happy? I hope I did a good job here with her and her thoughts. Are you all getting confused? Good, good!
I also know I'm showing Miley somewhat naïve, but it's all for the sake of the story. Besides love is usually blind, just like in that commercial with the Sprite! Lol, that one always makes me laugh.
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