Dear Smiley756, I hope this is to your liking.

Lilly knocked lightly on the glass front door, her inner demurs with herself proving to be worthless in the face of her strong need for clarity. She needed to do this. Her concern for her senseless neighbour had been bothering her even during sleep and she could no longer contain her worry even if it was impolite to turn up to someone's house uninvited.

The door opened and Lilly's sights were set upon a somewhat dishevelled Miley, rubbing one eye with the back of her hand, in the midst of a yawn. However, the second Miley saw who was at her house, she froze and her eyes widened. "Lilly! What a surprise to see you here out of your own free will!" Lilly's lips quirked faintly.

"I guess I was a tiny bit worried about you," Lilly understated. "How are you feeling?"

"Alive, thanks to you." Miley's features softened and Lilly shifted in place uneasily.

"So you're fine to take care of yourself?" she questioned.

"Well... I dunno... Do you have someone in mind who is willing to see to my every whim, Miss Truscott?" Miley asked slyly and Lilly sighed, raising her hand as a nomination. Miley grinned with excitement and stepped back, allowing Lilly to enter her cosy house.

"You know I can't cook, but I can help out with anything else if you want," Lilly informed, scanning the house for some kind of job she could take care of, but found Miley's home completely tidy and organised. Even Miley's messy appearance was flawless in some way. Lilly felt conspicuous in such a spotless domain, being the only unruly thing in sight. In her haste to get to Miley's house, she had forgotten to tie her shoelaces, brush her hair and was wearing a wrinkled shirt.

Miley however, was touched by Lilly's generosity and resisted the impulse to hug her new companion. She let a hand grip Lilly's shoulder instead and a look of pure need stole across her face. "There's only one thing I want you to do for me," she said.

"Yeah? What's that?"

"Take me to the circus."

A massive rainbow coloured tent sat in a field not far from town, caravans and curtained cages residing in any free space near its rear. Its pointed lid was lined with flashing lights bright enough to issue seizures to those even without the curse of epilepsy and Lilly focused solely on the ground as she trudged along next to Miley's almost skipping form. Her smile was more resplendent than the lights of the circus and her ecstatic words and actions made up for the fact that Lilly was terrified of the colourful figures entering the stern of the tent.

Miley's fingers interlaced with Lilly's and would occasionally squeeze her digits, demanding either her attention or a mere smile. Lilly was happy to oblige, but there was still a ghost of fear present with every glance at the red-nosed demons that were getting closer with every step they took.

Tickets were purchased and Miley couldn't restrain herself as she ran for the tent's open flap that permitted all patrons entry. Miley handed their tickets to the ringmaster once she'd bought herself and Lilly some cotton candy and they sank deeper into the warm tent that smelt of hay and fur. Lilly wanted to sit at the very back and Miley at the front, so they met halfway and sat in the middle of the five rising rows of seats surrounding the ring in the centre of the tent.

"You know, I've never been to the circus before," Miley said as she chewed on a piece of her cotton candy.

Lilly turned to her in surprise. "Seriously? You're rich. How could you not have been to a circus?"

"Daddy always said circuses were for the commoners, which, to be honest, is very hypercritical since we were originally farmers living in Tennessee," Miley muttered, frowning slightly until she saw a pony being led around the permitter of the ring by a clown. "Aww, look at the pony. It's so cute. It really makes me miss Blue Jeans."

"You're wearing blue jeans, Miley," Lilly stated, perplexed.

"No, silly!" Miley snickered. "My old horse, he was named Blue Jeans."

"Right..." Lilly focused back on the ring and realised the animals had been led off behind the curtains, meaning it was the clowns turn to take the spotlight and go about with their shenanigans. They did their best to involve the audience and the numerous times they yelled for a volunteer, Lilly's hand would grab Miley's of its own accord and she'd slide closer, seeking protection unknowingly.

After getting her shoulder bumped by Lilly for the fourth time, Miley sighed and threw her arm around the blonde, holding her still. The makeup covered face of the clown peered in their direction with a grin as he dumped a bucket of water on his unsuspecting partner and Lilly stiffened, pressing into Miley with wide eyes.

"I had no idea you'd be scared of clowns," Miley whispered, trying to cover up her amusement.

"Be quiet," Lilly snapped, sliding away from Miley with a huff, but another glimpse at the clowns had her flush against the brunette once more. Miley laughed gently at Lilly's behaviour and played with a few strands of the girl's hair that were brushing against her fingers. Her attention diverted back to the performance, but Lilly's was lost as she felt Miley's unconscious strokes through her locks. And through this touch, Lilly realised her position. Her first thought was to move out from under Miley's arm. Her second thought was to make Miley remove the limb herself and her third thought was to throw something at the clowns that were to blame for her current placement.

Lilly felt uncomfortable and her back was achingly rigid from all of her muscles tensing in fear, so she started to roll her head slowly to the side in an attempt to loosen her tendons, but she connected with Miley's shoulder. She went to retreat, but Miley's hand slid from her hair and down to her upper arm, holding her securely in place. Unnerved by the prolonged physical contact with the girl she'd once held strong disdain for, Lilly inched to the left, trying to escape. Miley shifted in her seat and her hair ghosting against Lilly's forehead, causing the blonde to smile in spite of herself.

Among the smell of animals and fried foods, Lilly could smell the expensive shampoo Miley doused her hair with and the soft essence of Miley herself, which miraculously had a calming effect on Lilly as she inhaled. Miley ran her hand up and down Lilly's arm once and she finally settled against Miley's shoulder and body, somehow feeling safer despite the ominous performers still running about the ring.

"Thanks for coming with me, Lilly. I don't think any of my other friends would've agreed to such a childish thing," Miley said as she and Lilly stood on her porch, bidding their farewells.

"I had fun... most of the time."

"Oh yeah, those happy clowns sure were menacing little fellas."

"Screw you," Lilly mumbled, turning to leave, but Miley halted her.

"Wait..." Miley instructed with some uncertainty.

"What?"

"Can I have a goodbye hug?"

One glance at Miley's face told Lilly it was extremely stupid to fall for such a beautifully deceiving facade, but the radiating innocence from Miley threw Lilly harshly off balance. Miley tempted her closer by raising her arms. And with that pleading movement, Lilly forgot all about Miley's vile misconducts and wrapped her arms around the brunette in a warm embrace. Miley beamed widely and returned the hug, enjoying the softness of Lilly's body melding with hers. Gentle, empowering, gratifying. Just right.

"Goodnight Miley," Lilly said as she withdrew, hesitating in Miley's arms momentarily as she met the girl's eyes. They twinkled in the night, rivalling the stars in a way that awed Lilly to the point of breathlessness. Foreign thoughts crept from the corners of her mind and Lilly sent them back from whence they came as she left Miley's warmth completely. With one last glance at her beautiful neighbour, Lilly walked off the porch, across the street and vanished into the confines of her house.

Miley remained where she was left, peering unseeingly into the still blackness, unsure of what had just happened with Lilly. And then she realised with a start that her heart wouldn't stop racing.

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