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Lilly's Pov
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So, here I am... I'm trying to cry but I just can't. Is it weird if someone doesn't cry while they are at a funeral? Will they instantly look at me and see that I'm not sad, and point and shout and go crazy saying, "She did it! She's in love with Miley and she killed him!"
I hear a sniffle from the girl next to me. Excuse me.. I mean the angel sitting next to me... Miley. I feel a little bad because she's so upset, but at the same time... it feels so good to have her cling to me, and to have her breathing in my ear as I tell her it's all right. I love it when she finally manages her tears and then tells me she loves me and wouldn't know what to do without me. This scene happens everyday. I never get tired of it. The only thing I hate about it is that she's clinging to me because she's sad. I hate not seeing her smile, I miss my Smiley Miley.
Gah... it's almost over, now all we have to do is stand up and walk down the little isle and look at him all dressed up in his stupid suit and say goodbye or cry or just glance at him and grab the person next to you and whisper, "He was so young." and then leave. Here it comes, we're next. Miley grabs my hand. Oh god that tingle. We walk up to the coffin and she grips it tighter. The tears get heavier, She takes her other hand and grips my shoulder. Her face goes right into my chest and I swallow hard. I can't look at it... It's so wrong. I put a hand on the back of Miley's head, trying to soothe her and I looked up. There it was.
I looked at the body in shock... I didn't mean to do it. The plan was to talk to him and tell him that I loved her and he should back off... but it didn't happen that way...
I rubbed Miley's back and closed my eyes, I felt the sting... then the wetness coming out of my eyes. The tears finally came, and now that I didn't want them I couldn't stop myself from crying. I whispered, " I'm sorry." Miley looked up at me with sympathetic eyes. "It's not your fault Lilly. Let's go." She said and then lets go of my shoulder and pulled my hand, signaling me to follow her to the car.
It was the quietest ride ever, and the longest. We reached her house and instantly went upstairs to change. Mr.Stewart asked me earlier to spend the night because he didn't want his daughter alone after what had happened. I told him I'd stay and my mom dropped off my stuff. So when we reached her room I got my bag and headed towards the bathroom, but she stopped me. "Lilly you can just change in here, I'm not a perve or anything." She said, sweetly and then let the straps of her dress fall off her shoulders as she started to take her dress off. I blushed and looked away and then started to change.
When I was done I turned around to see Miley was sitting on the edge of her bed, with her chin in the palm of her hand. She looked as if she were deep in thought. I walked over to her and got on my knees, between her legs. I reached up to touch her cheek and she looked at me. "What are you thinking about?" I asked her quietly, scared to know the answer.
She scanned my face and then a tear ran down her cheek. Here we go again. I stood up and got on the bed and put my arms around her... I knew the drill by now. Only, this time she didn't burry her face in me or start crying like there was no tomorow, it was just a few tears. She let them fall while she looked into my eyes with a look I've never seen before. I felt as if she were memorizing ever feature in my face. She took in a deep breath and bit her lip.
"What is Miles?" I asked her nervously.Oh god I hope she didn't figure it out. "Lilly, I don't know how many times I've told you that it means so much to me that you're here for me... You know it's true right?" I nodded before she continued. "And I don't have any idea how many times I've told you that I love you either... I really... really, love you Lilly." She sid seriously, and then her face got closer to mine than it already was... wich was pretty close since I was hugging her. Our lips were hardly even a breath away.
Then she did it. It felt so good. It was amazing. Better than I ever imagined. Her lips brushed mine, so lightly that I hardly felt it. I pushed mine against hers harder and she tilted her head.oh god this feels too good. She opened her mouth slightly and caught my bottom lip between hers.She licked it, and I could feel my lower area throbing, just from her kissing me. Then I opened my mouth too, and let her tongue slide in slowly. It found mine and swirled around it. I moaned as she continued her exploration.
Finally, when were both in desperate need of air, we broke apart. Looking deeply into eachother's eyes. It was like nothing needed to be said, but I figured I would reasure her just in case. "I love you." I whispered. "Really?" I heard her voice squeak. How could she even ask that? "I love you so much I'd do anything for you Miley, I'm not even kidding." I grabbed her and kissed her feverishly. She kissed back with just as much passion and lust and something that I never thought she'd have for me... desire.
We couldn't keep our lips off eachother. It was impossible. Everytime either of us tried to stop we couldn't, it was just so hard, afer loving eachother so long and hiding it. We needed this a long time ago. Nick stopped this from happenning.But boy was it happening now...
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Confession number two
Miley Stewart kissed me... Lilly Truscott. After I murdered her boyfriend... Nick Jonas.
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Author's note: sorry it's kinda short I'm not good at writing long chapters, but i think the next chapter is gonna pick up where this one left off wich means. cough cough sex scene ahem cough so um yeah reader discretion is advised, lol.