AN: This is a Liley story. Don't like, don't read. Rated M for safety.

Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana or its characters. Story originally by Sophi20.

Chapter 9

It was early afternoon when Miley and Mikayla showed up to babysit Molly.

"Miley!" Molly squealed when she saw Miley walking in the door. Then she saw Mikayla behind Miley and asked who she was. Both Miley and Lilly told her she was Miley's best friend.

Mikayla scrunched down to say hello to the toddler. In Molly's mind this was great, another playmate.

Lilly said hello to both girls, but asked Miley to come with her to the kitchen for a second.

"Okay, here on the fridge are Joannie's, Susan's, and my number in case of an emergency. I'll be calling every now and then to check up on all of you anyway, but please, call if anything happens. Molly needs these meds, and the amount she needs to take is on the bottle. That is for her coughing, and this one is for her ears to prevent another ear infection. The directions are on here as well. If you have any questions, please call me."

"Okay Ms. Truscott," Miley told the young teacher.

"It's Lilly, remember?" Lilly reminded with a slight smile on her lips.

"Yeah, I know. But I'd like to think I am the only one who can call you that," Miley whispered.

"Me too," Lilly whispered back while she slid her hand over Miley's right arm, completely forgetting Mikayla was right there in the living room. Thankfully Mikayla was too busy with Molly to notice anything.

Miley shivered underneath Lilly's touch. "Now I wish you did not have to leave," Miley whispered.

"Me too but, I must. Well, I better get going," Lilly said, going to give Molly a hug and a kiss. When she closed the door, Miley asked Molly what she would like to do.

"Um pussul."

"Okay, yeah, that sounds nice. What would you like to do, puppies or this one of a Pegasus?"

"Pah… pah… hosie with wings!"

"Okay, Pegasus it is!" Miley laughed.

Mikayla laughed as well, charmed by how cute Molly was, and they took out the pieces and started doing the puzzle together. It took a while, since they let Molly do most of the work, but they all enjoyed themselves and eventually they finished.

Afterwards, they got comfortable on the couch to watch a movie. Mikayla was sitting at one end of the couch, Miley was lying on her side with her head in Mikayla's lap and Molly was on the couch right in front of Miley, lying on her stomach. They watched the Disney Channel movie Princess Protection Program. Molly marveled at the fact that Mikayla looked a lot like Carter, played by Selena Gomez. During most of the movie, Mikayla mindlessly ran her hands through Miley's hair, both girls enjoying the comfortable companionship. At the same time, Miley's hand was rubbing Molly's back, writing words, drawing patterns, whatever. It was something her mom used to do for her when she was little, and it always made her feel good, so she thought Molly might like it, too. Molly seemed to, since she protested slightly whenever Miley stopped.

After the movie was done with, both Mikayla and Miley made nice hot chocolate Oatmeal, just like they used to eat when they were younger. Molly loved it, and then she asked Miley to read her a story. Miley read The Three Little Pigs to her. Once done with the story both Miley and Mikayla gave Molly a quick bath and then they both put her to bed. Mikayla sang to her while Miley played her acoustic guitar, which she had brought along to play and practice with.

Once Molly was fast asleep, both girls retreated to the living room, where Mikayla saw the opportunity she had been waiting for.

"So Miles, what do you really think of Ms. Truscott?"

"Well, I think she is a good art teacher and a pretty good mom. Why?"

"Well, I think, and don't get me wrong here, but I think you like her more than a student should like a teacher."

"Why do you say that?" Miley asked without looking at Mikayla, keeping her eyes focused on the TV.

"Miley, look at me," Mikayla said, taking Miley's chin in her left hand and forcing her to look.

"Yeah?" Miley asked.

"Do you like her? As in more than you should? No worries, I won't tell anyone."

At that point in the conversation Lilly had just walked up to the door, stopping to listen in on the conversation. It intrigued her, but she did not want to get caught eavesdropping.

"Well Mik, if you must know the truth, then yes I like her. I like her a lot actually," Miley stated as she rose from the couch and started pacing. "But the thing is, she's older than me, a mother no less, not to mention my teacher. How on earth can I be with her? I want to, though, but it's next to impossible, and not Ron Stoppable either."

"Really Miley? Ron Stoppable? Look, it's alright. You'll figure it out, and besides, come November, you'll be eighteen. Then you will legally be able to be with her the way you both want."

"What?" Miley asked, her eyes opening wide as she came to a sudden halt.

"Oh come on, don't act so surprised. It seems pretty obvious that she likes you more than a teacher should like a student, too! Which reminds me, you both should be really careful about that. You don't want her to get in trouble, do you? And possibly risk losing Molly in the process?"

Miley sighed. "Yeah, you're right," she said, sitting down.

Lilly chose that moment to walk in, making sure to sound like she had just arrived.

"Hey girls. So, how was Molly? Did everything go all right? I hope you didn't find it too boring."

"Nah, we didn't find it boring at all," Mikayla said with a smirk. Both Miley and Lilly gave her a 'what the hell is your problem' look.

"Anyway, I better get going. I want to make it to half the party. You coming Miles?" Mikayla asked, already knowing the answer.

"Um, no. You go on ahead, I want to stay here for a little longer. As long as you don't mind, that is?" Miley questioned, turning her attention to Lilly.

"I don't mind, but I think it's best if you go with your friend, Miley. I mean, you should go have fun, too," Lilly said, a trace of disappointment detectable in her voice.

"No, really, I don't mind missing the party," Miley insisted.

"Then it's fine with me, but only for a couple of hours. I need my sleep, as do you," Lilly said, putting her purse on the coffee table before taking a seat on the sofa.

"You don't mind, right Mik?"

"Me? Pffft. No, I don't mind. In fact, I'm glad I could help." Mikayla winked at Miley, smiling as she left the two of them alone.

"So Miley, what's on your mind?" Lily said, patting the seat next to her. She ran her right hand through her hair, a little nervous.

"I just wanted to spend a little time with, you know, outside of school. So, how was your evening?"

"Good. I talked with Susan and Joannie about Molly and Ollie, and how my life is here even though I have only been here for about a month."

"Mhm. So, how has it been? Your life I mean."

"It's been okay, but I seem to be rather taken by this student I just met. She is smart and wise beyond her years. She loves my daughter and my daughter loves her, sometimes I think more than she loves me, and I hear she is a good artist. But you might not know her," Lilly said, waving her hand dismissively while trying to not laugh.

"Oh? And just who is this student I might not know?" Miley asked, trying to contain her laughter as well. She moved herself so that one of her legs was dangling off the couch and the other was folded underneath her, with her arms crossed over her chest. She raised eyebrow at Lilly, a smile on her face and a twinkle in her eye.

Lilly faced the younger girl and smiled at her before answering. "If I tell you, I'd have to kill you. And quite frankly, you're too pretty to kill. But you sure can be tickled." With that statement out of her mouth, she lunged at Miley and started tickling her. Miley went into a fit of giggles and hysteric laughter. Their playfulness made Lilly laugh and feel like a school girl again.

"Sto..op. Lilly… stop," Miley said, barely able get it out due to her uncontrollable laughter.

Lilly halted her tickle attack, but remained on top of the girl, looking at her eyes, her mouth, and every other part of the girl's face. She pushed a few loose hairs out of her face, running a hand through Miley's hair a little while never breaking eye contact. She then kissed her forehead, lingering there for quite some time. After a few seconds, she quickly got off Miley and sat down, stunned by her actions.

Miley was just trying to catch her breath, or steady her breathing, or keep her heart in her chest… Honestly, she didn't know what she was doing since she was having trouble processing what had just occurred. Before she could form a response, Lilly beat her to it.

"Miley, I think you should go now."

"But… but…why?"

"Because it's late, you and I both need to rest, and…well…you need to go please," Lilly almost pleaded, unable to look at Miley.

"But Lilly," Miley said, touching the other woman's left arm, the slight contact setting their skin on fire.

"Now Miley. Please," Lilly said, ignoring her desires at that moment, knowing she needed to control herself.

"Alright. But if you need me, you know my number," Miley replied, getting off the couch and leaving the house, closing the door behind her. She went straight to her house and locked herself in her room.

Lilly, meanwhile, remained in the living room, replaying everything in her head. Trying to find a way to cool herself, she decided to take a nice shower. Not too cold, but cool enough to calm her down and regain her senses.

AN: Well, another chapter done. Only a week later than I hoped, too, lol. Anyway, I have some assignments coming up in my classes, but I'm still going to try for an update next weekend, for whatever that's worth. Thanks for reading, and for all the reviews. Review if you feel like it.