Sorry I haven't updated. Explanations at the bottom. Enjoy!!!

Lilly smiled down at Miley, softly stroking the brunette's hair. They had gone to the beach to watch the sunset and then watch the stars blink into existence and Miley had ended up falling asleep. Not that Lilly minded at all. She loved watching her beautiful girlfriend dream. Sometimes she would talk in her sleep or a smile would flicker across her face. Other times, her face would screw up as if she was in pain. These were the times when Lilly would wake the brunette up and cradle her in her arms until she calmed down.

At this moment, there was a soft smile on Miley's face and she snuggled into Lilly's side, muttering something unintelligible. The blonde pulled her close, staring out at the ocean and watching the waves crash on the shore. So much had happened in the last couple weeks. She had come to terms with her feelings for Miley, started dating her, come out to Miley's dad, and told Oliver that she and Miley were dating. It was almost too much to handle in such a short time.

She would have been perfectly fine with everything that had happened had Oliver not reacted in the way he had. While she loved Miley, she missed the doughnut. Sometimes it was nice to be able to talk about stuff with someone other than her girlfriend, and she wasn't really able to do that, now, because the only friend who knew she was dating Miley was Oliver, and he was avoiding her. Lilly had called him several times in the past couple days, but it always when to his voicemail. And when she saw him in school, he managed to make himself disappear.

Miley shifted next to her and Lilly looked down worriedly, seeing a look of intense pain on the brunette's face. She gently woke her up and Miley sat up quickly, clutching at her head.

"What's wrong?" Lilly asked worriedly.

"I just got this really bad headache," Miley whimpered.

"Do you want me to…?"

The brunette suddenly leaned away from Lilly, throwing up in the sand. Lilly's eyes widened and she quickly pulled Miley's hair back out of her face, rubbing her back comfortingly. Miley wiped her mouth on her sleeve and leaned into Lilly, who wrapped her arms around the brunette, pulling her close as she started crying.

"Maybe we should head back to your house," Lilly whispered. "Can you stand up or do you still feel sick?"

"I…I just feel really dizzy and my head hurts," Miley whimpered.

"Here, I'll carry you," Lilly said gently, getting to her knees and lifting Miley in her arms. She slowly got to her feet and took a few steps forward. "Tell me if you feel like you're going to be sick again so we can stop."

Miley moaned her acknowledgement as she buried her face in Lilly's shoulder and the blonde started walking forward. They stopped twice so Lilly could set Miley down and pull her hair back out of her face as she threw up. Finally, they got to Miley's house where Lilly set her down on the couch and went to get Mr. Stewart out of the garage where he was working on an old, beat-up car he had bought really cheap.

"Mr. Stewart, Miley isn't feeling good," Lilly said as he wiped his hands on an old rag and walked towards her. "She threw up three times and she has a headache and feels dizzy. I wasn't sure what to do, so I carried her back here and put her on the couch."

He looked worried and jogged out of the garage and into the living room. Miley was lying on the couch in the same position that Lilly had set her down in. There was a pained expression on her face and she was holding her head in her hands. Mr. Stewart knelt next to her head and gently pried her hands away from her face, placing the back of his hand on her forehead. After a few moments, he shook his head. "It doesn't feel like she has a fever," he said, a confused expression on his face. "Lilly can I talk to you in the other room?"

Lilly nodded, giving Miley a quick kiss on the forehead, and followed Mr. Stewart into the kitchen. He opened the fridge, pulling out a ginger ale, and popped the can open. She watched as he fumbled through the cabinets to get a glass. "Is there something that you and Miley aren't telling me?" he asked when he got the glass, turning to the counter where he had set the ginger ale down and pouring the drink into the glass.

"No," Lilly said, scrunching her face up in confusion.

"Because this has been happening for the past week," Mr. Stewart said, opening drawers and searching through them. "Did she fall asleep on the beach?"

"Yeah, why?" Lilly asked.

"Every time she wakes up, she throws up," Mr. Stewart said. "And she gets these headaches frequently. Has she complained about them in school?"

"This is the first time that she's ever complained about a headache to me," Lilly said, watching as he pulled a straw out of the drawer he was searching through and stuck it in the glass of ginger ale. Going to the cabinet above the sink, he pulled out a bottle of Advil and set it down on the counter. "And I didn't know that she got sick every morning. She didn't say anything about that to me."

Mr. Stewart leaned on the counter, looking down as a weary expression crossed over his face. He looked up at Lilly. "She…she hasn't had sex before, has she?" he asked. "I don't want to ask her because whenever I've asked her before she gets…defensive. I thought that since you two've been best friends for so long and you're dating now, she would tell you."

"Why would you…?" Lilly started, trailing off. Then it started making sense. The throwing up, random mood swings that had been happening lately, headaches…. "You don't think she would cheat on me, do you?" she whispered. "She…she wouldn't be going behind my back and having sex? She…she can't be pregnant."

"I don't think Miley would do that to you, no," Mr. Stewart said. "But before, when she was dating that boy, what was his name? Brian, right? Well, he could have…pressured her into doing something with him that she didn't want to do."

"She would have told me," Lilly said confidently.

"Daddy? Lilly? What are you talking about?" Miley moaned.

Mr. Stewart picked up the glass and the bottle of Advil and walked over to Miley, Lilly following close behind. He set the glass and bottle down on the coffee table and helped the brunette sit up, giving her the glass and shaking three pills out of the bottle. She took the pills, putting them in her mouth and swallowing them as she sipped the ginger ale out of the glass through the straw. "I'm gonna go call the doctor and see if I can get an appointment in," he said.

He walked out of the room and up the stairs towards his bedroom.

"Wait, the doctor's office isn't going to be open this late," Miley said after a moment.

"Can…can I ask you a question?" Lilly said, and Miley nodded, wincing in pain and putting a hand to her head. "Have you…haveyouhadsexbefore?"

Miley stared at her for a moment. "What?" she asked.

"Have…have you…had sex before?" Lilly asked a little more slowly, looking away as she flushed from embarrassment.

"No, I would have told you," Miley said. "Why?"

"Well, um, your dad…he…he thinks Brian, you know, you're last boyfriend, might have forced you to do something and…and that you're pregnant," Lilly whispered, her face getting even redder. "I…I told him that…that…"

"I would never, ever do that," Miley said, sitting up straighter. She winced again and Lilly looked at her with a concerned expression on her face. "You know that, Lilly. And I would tell you if something like that happened. You're my best friend, my girlfriend. I tell you everything."

Lilly sighed in relief. "Just making sure," she whispered. "But…but why haven't you told me about you throwing up all this week? Or the headaches? Have you been getting really dizzy, too?"

The brunette looked away guiltily. "I didn't want you to worry," she murmured.

"And you think that I won't worry when you wake up on the beach with a headache, puke you guts out three times, and can't stand up by yourself because you're too dizzy?" Lilly asked almost angrily. Her voice rose higher and higher and Miley winced in pain again. The blonde softened her tone and took Miley's hand in her own. "I love you, Miley, and I can't help but worry about you when stuff like that happens. You would do the same for me."

"Is…is Daddy worried, too?" she whispered, looking up at Lilly with tears in her eyes.

Lilly sighed. "Of course he is, he's your dad," Lilly whispered, gently wiping away the brunette's tears with her thumb. "It's his job to worry about you. Now, if he wasn't worried about you…that wouldn't be a good thing. Trust me."

Like Lilly's father. He hadn't given a damn, so he had just packed up and left, not caring that her mother was practically on her knees begging him to stay, not caring that Lilly was watching everything from the stairs, peeking over the railing as she listened to him telling her mother how he doesn't care because he doesn't love her or Lilly and he never did and never would. No, he didn't care that every night for the next two years, Lilly would like awake at night waiting for him to come home and apologize…

"I'm sorry," Miley murmured, and Lilly was snapped out of her thoughts. "I…I didn't mean to bring up a sore topic."

"Hey, it's okay, my dad's a jerk," Lilly said lightly. "I still have people who love me, though."

"The doctor's office is closed, so I'm going to call in the morning," Mr. Stewart said, coming down the stairs.

"Tomorrow's Saturday."

He sighed, rubbing his temples. "Monday, then," he said. "But then again, if you aren't better by then, I might have to call a specialist."

"I'll be better by tomorrow morning," Miley said. "I'm already feeling better, okay?"

Mr. Stewart looked at her doubtfully, but just nodded. Lilly ran to get the garbage can as Miley clutched her stomach, getting it there just as the brunette threw up.

Okay, there aren't any excuses for not updating. I'm really, really, really, really sorry. And I'll try not to let it happen again (keyword: try). But I'm focusing on Forgiving and Forgetting right now, so updates might be a little less frequent on this story. I'll try to get one chapter up every week, but it might end up being every two weeks. Once again, I'm sorry.

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