A/N - And here's an update! Sorry about the slowness, but I haven't planned the whole thing out and am trying to be careful about posting until I'm sure that's where I want it to go. I basically know the main events that will take place, but just have to write out the details. But I'd like to say to not expect fast updates, I start working again next month and right now have an ear infection. And guess what? I'm teething! OMG, teething at seventeen is killer! I have two spaces in the back of the left side of my mouth where it's just gum. One on top and one on bottom. And the one on bottom is just starting to come in...Plus I have another on the right side of my mouth, on top that is empty of a tooth. My next year of life will be hell. And these aren't even my wisdom teeth coming out. :(

Well, enough of my lame ranting about teething and such, here's chapter three.

Disclaimer - Still don't own them.

When We Were Young

(Lilly POV)

Half an hour after hanging up on Miley and Lilly is just beginning to calm herelf down. She doesn't know where it comes from, the pain of it all. The disappointment. Hasn't she learned her lesson? Why should she keep getting her hopes up when Miley calls only to be left to feel the cold on her own? Standing by the window, Lilly stares at her backyard. Lots of childhood memories come to mind from every corner of the yard, most of them with Oliver. She had gotten her first kiss when she was eight under the maple tree while they talked and swung on the swing her dad bought all those years ago. And then five years later, when she was thirteen, had gotten her first kiss from a girl. From Clara to be exact. It had been in the exact same spot, only Lilly had been standing and Clara had pulled her down with a laugh and somehow managed to kiss her.

And for the last three years she's been hoping that she'd get one last first kiss under that tree. A first kiss with Miley, but here she is seventeen and nothing yet. But maybe she has just been feeding her own feelings with false hope...I mean, just because I'm gay, that doesn't mean Miley will be too...Lilly thinks. But it wasn't just about being gay or bi or whatever, Lilly always believed that during a friendship, there's always a point where you stop being friends. There comes a time when there's a small door somewhere that could lead to something entirely different, you just have to know when that door is there and how to open it. And not be too afraid to try opening that door, which is Lilly's situation. She doesn't want to lose Miley, she'd never want that. And that sentence right there has stopped her from even beginning to try and cross that threshold from best friends to something more. Christ, who am I kidding? Miley doesn't even know I'm gay! She continues her thoughts in this direction until the sky begins to lighten and she realizes with a jolt that dawn is approaching. And I'm still here, wide awake...She realizes, bitterly as she turns away from the window towards her bed. I bet Miley's perfectly fine, sleeping away in Switzerland. Unless it's day there now, but whatever...the fact is her mind is at peace while mine's just torturing me.

(Miley POV)

Sitting in the back of her limosuine on her way back to the hotel after a photoshoot Miley is distracted by worried thoughts of Lilly. Lately it seems Lilly has been pushing her further and further away. And with thousands of miles between them, it's saying a lot. She didn't think this would be so hard, she knew she would miss her friends dearly, in particular her blonde friend, but she's never felt the feelings as intense as the last few days. At random moments throughout the day, she has sudden urges to see her best friend. To hug her, feel her near again. And she's not sure what to even think anymore, not after a year, because even with all that time she still hasn't gotten used to those feelings.

She feels a need to be there for Lilly, to support her, help her through whatever it is she's going through that's causing them to drift apart. She's still three months short of finishing up in Europe and being allowed to go home for a break. She's counting the days already, been counting them since day one, but there's an odd feeling inside her that says three months isn't soon enough and that Lilly needs her now. But it will have to wait, Miley thinks determinedly, I can't up and go now. I'll keep trying to hold on with Lilly until my time is up and then...Then everything will be back to normal once I get back. Nothing to stress over, it will all work out. She decides, sighing loudly, her breath echoing in the spacious back seats of the limo where she's alone.

Her father had been extremely busy lately, sorting out everything so she could get through this smoothly. She was grateful of course, but she missed the local touring they did in California. With Lilly and her father at her side, always the supportive figures, all the support she ever needed. And Oliver sometimes came, too, if his mom let him out late enough to acomppany her. Otherwise it was just her and Lilly backstage, her and Lilly in the dressing rooms, her and Lilly at conference meetings, at the after parties, at the clubs. Thinking back on all the good times now, Miley is looking forward to her return more than ever.

A/N - Ohh, a chapter on reflections. My very favourite kinds to write! I also like writing about when my characters first realize they have feelings for one another. Those are my two favourites. Well, the next chapter we get some Oliver. I'll have that up in a few minutes!