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Chapter Eight: Changes

It was Tuesday now. After school, of course. Monday was uneventful compared to the weekend. Lily and I both told Oliver about our Sunday. He gave us this really weird grin and fed us some cheesy love lines. I smacked him across the face.

Today, though. Today was a bit more interesting. Oliver had decided to bring Jake to school. He was practically tackled by all the girls. Some girls actually knew that he was a sports star, the others…well they just figured he was hot and fair game. Amber and Ashley were attached to his sides. That is, until Jake walked straight up to Ollie boy and laid a good sloppy one on him. I'm pretty sure that the bitches fainted. I remember Lily giggling softly.

But right now I'm standing in our little spot, smoking up a storm with Ollie and his boy toy. Jake was sitting on top of an extremely rusted black truck. All of its innards were taken out, so I guess it was just a body. Oliver leaned against the truck in between Jake's legs.

"So when are you hanging with Lils again?"

"Iunno." I shrugged, indifferent.

"You're a bad girlfriend, Miles."

"We're not going out…"

"Yet!" Oliver grinned, obviously in a good mood. He was probably getting laid tonight. Lucky bastard.

I shrugged again, not really caring right now. I was in my own little world. I closed my eyes, breathing deeply.

"Miles, Lily's coming over here." That was Jake this time. I breathed out slowly and opened my eyes. Lily was standing in front of me, looking nervous.

"Hey, girlie. Why so nervous?"

"I, uh, wanted to ask you something…"

"Yea, sure. We'll walk home, kay?" She nodded and I waved goodbye to the boys over my shoulder.

We were walking down our street now. I looked over to the blonde. She was still nervous looking. It worried me slightly.

"Hey, Lily. What were you going to ask?" She started.

"Oh! I was…going to ask if I could stay the night with you. My mom's going out of town, so I figured if I can stay one night with you, then I'll be okay for the-"

"You're rambling." The tip of my index finger was touching her bottom lip. "And you can stay. You can stay the whole week if you like. I don't mind."

"Oh! Really?" I nodded, smiling.

She sounded happy a smile playing at the corners of her mouth.

We were at my house now. She was sitting on the couch, curled up with a math book and homework stuff. I was in the kitchen, actually cooking a halfway decent meal for the two of us. Hamburgers were what we had decided on. Hamburgers and French fries. So here I was, frying hamburger patties while fries baked in the oven. I used some cheapo brand of fries that you can just throw in there.

I brought the food back to her and watched her eat while I munched on mine. She was a cautious eater, and that's perfectly fine. I smiled to myself and took a big bite of my sandwich, feeling ketchup squelch over my lips and chin. Not caring , I left it there and set the burger down. Apparently it bothered Lily.

"Miley…"

"Yea?"

"You have a little…ketchup…" She reached over and wiped the ketchup off of my lips and chin , then sucked on her finger.

"Wow, Lils. That was hot."

"H-hot?" Lily blushed deeply.

I nodded, "Very hot."

We finished eating ,making random small talk. Afterwards, she wanted to take a shower, so I showed her to where the bathroom is and went to my bedroom. I had stripped off my shirt and pants and was digging around for pajamas.

"Miles, I forgot…"

I jumped up and turned to face her. Her face was beet red, and her eyes were tracing my curves, lingering on my stomach longer than any other place.

"…my deodorant.."

I grinned, found the deodorant and tossed the small cylinder to her. She caught it, but just barely, turned and rushed back to the bathroom. I laughed and slid in to the pajamas I found.

"Miley?"

"Mmm?"

"Are you sure you don't mind me being here?"

"I don't mind…" My voice was slurring, I was tired and comfy. We were sitting on my bed. Well, she was sitting and I was laying on my stomach. I was extremely comfy. I looked up at Lily and she had her head down. She turned towards me and adjusted herself so she was lying down beside me. I smiled softly.

"I'm nervous…"

"You don't need to be…" I reached up and cupped her cheek. She was about to say something. I think she was actually saying it. I don't know. I blocked out sound at that point. My eyes were glued to her lips. I had an urge to kiss her and not too softly either. Before I knew it our lips were touching. I was pressing against her, and I remember crawling on top of her, pushing her shoulders back against the mattress. We pulled away from each other, breathing heavily. Her eyes were wide, scared yet hungry for more. I groaned and closed my eyes.

"Miley, It's okay. I don't mind. We can continue." Her voice was shaky and worried.

"No, we'll wait. I don't want to go to fast and end up hurting you. It's okay. I don't mind waiting. Don't try to please me by telling me you want to do this."

Lily smiled, her eyes showing that she was relieved, but still a bit scared. She leaned up and kissed my lips. But this time instead of moving with searing passion, they were moving softly against each other. I smiled into the kiss, and she giggled.

"This is really cheesy, but…Miley, will you be my girlfriend?"

A/N: Okay, so guys. Sorry about the delay. I hoped you liked this, fersure. I have the next chapter written, I just need to type it. Bear with me. Oh yea, here's a hint for it: There's a time skip.