Here's the next chapter.
Lilly watched Miley as she sat down at her desk, opening her math book and pulling out a sheet of paper and a pencil. Their books were spread out all over Miley's bedroom floor because they had been studying for the past three hours, but it was all worth it so she could be with Miley.
"You starin' at me again?" Miley asked, turning around to catch Lilly shamelessly looking at her. Lilly grinned and stood up, walking up behind Miley and wrapping her arms around the brunette's shoulders. She kissed the top of her head and Miley twisted around to kiss her on the lips. It had been a month since Lilly had gotten pregnant and their relationship had developed since the day in the hospital where they had agreed to start a relationship and coming to an agreement as to how they would take it slow.
"Yeah, and you know you love it when I stare at you," Lilly said, bending down and picking up her history book. "Are you almost done with that? I wanted to go down to Rico's really quick and see if Oliver wanted to hang out at the beach with us for a while. We haven't really seen him a lot outside of school."
"He's probably with Kylie," Miley said, referring to Oliver's girlfriend of two weeks. She copied down one of the math problems and quickly worked it out, moving on to the next one. "You know he's head over heels in love with her."
"Is that even possible?" Lilly asked, lying back on Miley's bed and staring up at the ceiling. "I mean, they've only known each other for the two weeks they've been dating. He doesn't really know much about her. And whenever I see them together, they're always kissing. It's not like he's gotten to know her very well since he's started dating her."
Miley closed her math book, tossing it to the floor loudly and turning to face Lilly. "Come on, give him a break," she said, standing up and walking over to Lilly. She sat down on her bed and pulled Lilly into her arms, leaning back against the headboard as she ran her fingers through her hair. "I mean, he's got a lot on his mind right now and it's nice that he has someone he can just hang out with without worrying about something. We aren't exactly the best stress relievers when we're dating, and it doesn't help that he can't tell anyone that we're dating."
Lilly relaxed against Miley's chest, closing her eyes and smiling at the feeling of the brunette's fingers running through her hair. "I love it when you do that," she whispered as Miley started to braid her hair. "Do you want to just skip going down to Rico's and stay here for the rest of the night. My mom wants me home by eleven."
"You haven't told her yet, have you?" Miley asked as she finished braiding Lilly's hair.
"About what?" Lilly asked.
The brunette sighed, making Lilly turn to look at her. "You know what I'm talking about," Miley whispered. "You should at least tell her that you're pregnant. She's going to find out soon enough, and it would be better if she found out from you because if she finds out otherwise, she's going to assume things. And you know how I feel about you telling her about us. I don't want to tell anyone else at school about our relationship until your mom knows."
"I just don't want her to freak out," Lilly whispered, tears welling up in her eyes and threatening to spill over onto her cheeks. "She still wants to move to New York and I've convinced her to wait until I've graduated from high school and if she finds out I'm pregnant… Miley, she could take me away from you, and I don't want that to happen. You're lucky because you're dad approves of us, but my mom was brought up as a Catholic and she doesn't approve of relationships like ours. She would definitely take me away from you if she knew we were dating."
"Maybe it would help if my dad talked to her," Miley said gently, wiping away Lilly's tears and pulling her into a hug. "I understand why you're hesitant to tell her, but all this sneaking around makes me feel uncomfortable."
"Well, if it makes you feel uncomfortable, why don't you just go tell her yourself," Lilly snapped, pulling away from Miley and getting up off the bed. She walked over to the balcony, yanking open the doors and closing them behind her. The air outside had a slight chill in it and Lilly was only wearing a t-shirt and shorts. Goosebumps broke out all over her arms and legs and she involuntarily shivered. Resting her arms on top of the rail, she stared out at the ocean and the sky, struggling to determine where they differed.
The balcony doors open and closed once more and Lilly felt a blanket being draped over her shoulders. Turning, she saw Miley standing next to her wearing a large sweatshirt and staring out at the ocean. "It's beautiful," Miley whispered. "The sky and the ocean, isn't it? When I first moved here, I would always stand out here at night and stare at the ocean and the sky and the stars, wondering how they could be so big and I could be so small. Staring out there and thinking about stuff like that always gives me inspiration to write my songs."
They stood shoulder to shoulder for a few minutes until Miley noticed Lilly was still shivering. She took the blanket from Lilly's shoulders, squeezing the blonde close and wrapping it around the both of them. Lilly started to cry, leaning her head against Miley's shoulder and struggling not to let any sound escape her. Miley rubbed her back comfortingly, whispering comforting words in her ear until she calmed down.
"Hey, it's okay," Miley whispered, kissing her lightly on the top of the head.
"No it isn't," Lilly sobbed. "I'm pregnant and I don't have the guts to tell my mom that I was raped even though I could tell you to go tell your dad. And I'm dating the most beautiful, loving, perfect girl in the world and I can't even tell my own mother we're dating."
"Don't say it like that," Miley said, wiping Lilly's tears away with her thumb. "Lilly, you've been hurt so many times in your life that you don't want to get hurt even more, and I understand that. I shouldn't have pushed you like I did. I promised you that I would support you through everything, no matter what, and I wasn't doing that before and I'm sorry. If you want to keep our relationship from your mom, I'll support you, and if you want to keep the fact that you're pregnant from your mom, I'll support you in that, too. I… I love you, Lilly, and that won't change, no matter who knows it, as long as you do."
"Miley…" Lilly whispered, looking up at her with tears in her eyes. "You love me?"
"Of course I do," Miley whispered, smiling slightly as she gently traced Lilly's jaw line. "You're the smartest, most beautiful, caring, loving, and perfect girl in the world. And I'm going to love you no matter what, even if you leave me for someone else…"
"Which will never happen," Lilly said, cutting Miley off quickly. "Because I love you, too. Even more than I could ever love anyone else. And… and I want to tell my mom about both things, but I want you there with me."
"Are you sure?" Miley asked, surprised. "I mean, a minute ago…"
"I want to do this," Lilly said firmly as she nodded. "And I want to do it as soon as possible because if I wait too long, I'm gonna back out because I'm afraid of what my mom will do."
"Do you want to go over right now?" Miley asked.
Lilly nodded and Miley led her inside, locking her balcony doors and throwing a sweatshirt to Lilly as she changed into a pair of jeans and grabbed her keys from her dresser. Taking Lilly's hand, Miley pulled her out to her car, yelling to her dad that they were leaving, and started to drive to Lilly's house. She parked in the driveway and opened the door for Lilly, who hesitantly made her way to the front door with Miley close behind her.
"It's okay, go on in," Miley whispered, putting a comforting hand on her arm.
The blonde opened the door and walked into her house, looking back to make sure Miley was following her. The brunette smiled at her encouragingly and Lilly walked forward into the den where she knew her mom would be working. As she came to the closed door, she hesitated before knocking.
"Come in," her mom called.
She opened the door to see her mom dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt, her glasses perched on the bridge of her nose and her laptop open in front of her. Mrs. Truscott turned as they entered the room, smiling when she saw the both of them standing in the doorway. "Hi, girls, is it already eleven o'clock?" she asked, glancing at the watch on her wrist. "Oh, it isn't. I was going to say, time sure did fly by. What do you girls need? You still have about three more hours before Lilly's curfew."
"Lilly wanted to tell you something," Miley said when Lilly didn't say anything.
"Oh?" Mrs. Truscott asked, raising her eyes and looking expectantly at Lilly.
"Mom, I… I'm pregnant," Lilly whispered, her eyes filling with tears as she looked down at the floor.
Mrs. Truscott stared at her for a moment before it finally hit her. Her mouth dropped open and she glanced between Miley and Lilly, obviously trying to decide whether her daughter was telling the truth or if she was just playing a prank on her. "How long?" she finally asked.
"About a month," Lilly whispered, tears streaming down her face.
"When did you get pregnant?" she asked, her tone and face expressionless.
"When you were in New York," Lilly whispered even more quietly.
Her mom ran her hand through her hair, squeezing her eyes shut before opening them again. After a few minutes, she looked at Lilly again. "Who's the father?" she asked.
Lilly's eyes widened. "I… I d-don't know," she whispered.
"Wait, you're telling me that you've been sleeping with not only one boy, but more than one?" Mrs. Truscott asked incredulously. "Did you even think about the consequences when you were having sex? Did you even think of asking me about this first and getting some time of birth control pill or something?"
"Mom, I…" Lilly started.
"And you don't even have the decency to try to figure out who the father is," her mother continued. "I can't believe this."
"Mrs. Truscott, please let Lilly finish," Miley said, drawing a look of surprise from Lilly's mom. She nodded and looked at Lilly expectantly.
"Mom, you know I would never, ever sleep with anyone before I get married," Lilly said through her tears. "We've talked about this before and I promised you. I would never break my promise to you."
"Then how did you get pregnant?" Mrs. Truscott asked accusingly.
"I… I was raped," Lilly whispered, turning around to collapse against Miley, sobbing. Miley wrapped her arms around the trembling blonde, pulling her close and looking at Mrs. Truscott pleadingly. Lilly's mom was staring at the two of them with her eyes wide and her jaw hanging open. They all stayed like that for a few minutes before Mrs. Truscott spoke.
"Okay," she said slowly, standing up. "Um, we can take care of this. I'll just call a clinic and schedule an appointment…"
"No, Mom, I don't want an abortion," Lilly said quickly, turning to face her.
Her mother stared at her in surprise. "Okay, that's fine," she said. "I can call an adoption agency…"
"I want to keep the baby," Lilly said hesitantly.
"Honey, you know that's going to make it hard for you to graduate from high school and go to college, right," her mother said gently. "It would be a lot easier for you to give the baby up for adoption. And a lot cheaper, too."
"Mom, it's my baby, whether you like it or not," Lilly said, tears still streaming down her face. "And I want to keep her. I don't want some random couple taking her away from me and pretending to be her parents until she's eighteen and decides to look me up. I want to watch her grow up and take her to her first day of kindergarten, help her with her homework, talk her through boy troubles, and be at her high school graduation ceremony. When she gets accepted into a college, I want to be the one who hands her the latter and takes her out for dinner as congratulations. Not some other people, but me."
Mrs. Truscott sighed. "Okay," she said, sitting down heavily in her computer chair. "I'll call my doctor's office tomorrow and schedule an appointment for you to make sure the baby is doing fine. We're going to need to get you some stuff… I never thought I would see the day where my little Lilly was pregnant. Let alone in high school."
Lilly looked back at Miley who smiled at her encouragingly. "Mom, there's one more thing I want to tell you," she said quietly, and Mrs. Truscott looked at her warily. "It isn't bad, I promise," Lilly said quickly.
"Okay," Mrs. Truscott said, smiling hesitantly.
"Um, I… I'm dating," Lilly stuttered.
"Who?" Mrs. Truscott asked. "Does he know about the baby?"
"It… it's not a he," Lilly whispered. "He's a she."
"You're joking, right?" Mrs. Truscott demanded. "This isn't funny, Lillian Truscott. You know that it's unacceptable to have a romantic relationship with another girl. Are you doing this just to try to freak me out or something? Because it's definitely working. Are you really pregnant? Were you really raped? You tell me the truth right now, Lillian."
"Mom, me and Miley are dating," Lilly sobbed. "I love her and she loves me. We've been dating for three weeks now, and I wanted to tell you because you're my mom and I wanted you to be happy for us. Mr. Stewart is fine with it and I want you to be fine with it, too."
"You get out of this house right now," Mrs. Truscott said angrily, her eyes blazing with fury. "First you come in here and tell me that you're pregnant, and now you tell me that you're in love with another girl? I don't want a pregnant lesbian for a daughter. I don't ever want to see you again. You're just like your father, you've betrayed me and I don't want to see your face again, do you understand me?"
"No, you listen to me!" Miley yelled, stepping in front of Lilly, who looked about ready to crumple to the ground. "And you listen good, 'cause I'm not going to tolerate you treating her like that. Not only is she my girlfriend, but she's also my best friend, and as her girlfriend and best friend, I'm not going to stand by and watch you do this to her. Don't you understand that it's not her that's betraying you, but the other way around? She needs you as a mother. She's going through a difficult time in her life and you're throwing her out on the front doorstep because she loves someone! How stupid does that sound?"
"I will not tolerate this behavior from my daughter," Mrs. Truscott said firmly. "She knows what I believe and yet she's gone behind my back and done what I have specifically forbidden her to do. And you haven't helped the situation, either. I don't ever want to see either of you ever again."
"Do you want to know the reason why you didn't know about any of this sooner?" Miley asked. "It was because you never pay attention to your daughter's life. You go off on business trips and tell her by leaving her a note on the kitchen table next to a couple twenties so she can take care of herself. She doesn't need someone who's going to be flitting in and out of her life, she needs someone who's going to stand by her side and tell her that she's the most amazing person in the world because she's been so strong. She needs a mother, not a source of money."
"Then why don't you do all of those things for her," Mrs. Truscott sneered.
"Oh, I plan on it, but its kind of hard to be her mother, if you know what I mean," Miley snapped back. "She's already lost her father, she doesn't need to lose her mother, as well. You can still prevent that."
"I've already lost my daughter, I don't know what you're talking about," Mrs. Truscott said. Behind Miley, Lilly started to sob even harder. Something flickered across Mrs. Truscott's face, but it disappeared just as quickly as it had materialized.
"You've lost a lot then," Miley whispered, turning to Lilly. She gathered the blonde in her arms, picking her up and carrying her out of the room and into the living room. Setting her down on the couch, she sat down next to her, wiping her tears away with the end of her sleeve and whispering comforting words in her ear. "Are you a little better now?" she whispered, getting a nod from Lilly. "Okay, can you walk out to the car while I pack some of your stuff up?" Another nod from Lilly.
Lilly shuffled out of her house to Miley's car, pulling the handle on the passenger's seat and climbing in. She closed the door behind her and curled up on the seat, letting her tears fall freely now that she was out of her mom's sight. It was hard to believe that the woman who had always told her to just be herself and not be afraid of what others thought of her was disapproving of who she really was.
She heard the trunk up and slam closed then Miley slid into the driver's seat next to her, sticking her key in the ignition. "Hey," Miley said, placing a gentle hand on her back. "I'm going to take you back to my house. Why don't you buckle up then I can make you something to eat when we get back home?"
Somehow, Lilly buckled up and lasted the whole way back to Miley's house without breaking into wracking sobs. As soon as Miley pulled into her driveway, Lilly wasn't able to control her emotions anymore and just let go. Miley unbuckled her and carried her into the house, sitting down with her on the couch in the living room. She was aware of Mr. Stewart walking into the room and sitting down next to Miley.
"What happened?" he whispered.
Miley rubbed her back in circles. "She told her mom about the baby and getting… getting raped. Everything was fine up until the point when she told her that she was dating me. Now her mom never wants to see either of us ever again. I have some of her stuff in the trunk of my car but I was thinking about calling Oliver and having him go over and pack the rest of her stuff up for her. She's going to need me a lot more now that… you know."
"We'll get everything figured out in the morning. How about I go make the two of you something to eat while you sit out here and watch TV. Maybe we can clear the rest of Jackson's stuff out of his room for Lilly since he moved out two weeks ago," he said, standing up.
"I'll talk with Lilly about it," Miley said. "She can stay here, right? She doesn't have anywhere else to go…"
"Of course she can stay here, bud," Mr. Stewart said. "You don't even have to ask. She's almost like a second daughter to me and I don't want her living out on the street, especially in her condition."
He walked away and Lilly sat up, still leaning on Miley. "I wish I had your dad," she whispered. "He's a whole lot more accepting than my mom and a whole lot nicer than my father."
"Hey, I'm sure your mom will come around," Miley whispered. "She just needs to sort through some stuff. After all, you did tell her a lot today. I think it would have taken me a while to sort through all the stuff you told her if I had been her. She's your mom, she has to come around, and that's her granddaughter you're carrying. Just give her some time and let her come to you. You don't want to push her too much."
"You always know what to say to make me feel better," Lilly murmured. "Is your dad getting us something to eat? Cause I'm starving."
"Are you always?" Miley chuckled, kissing her on the top of the head. "Do you want to go on over to the kitchen or do you want to sit out here and watch TV while he makes us something and serves us?"
"Let's stay here and watch TV," Lilly said, snuggling up to Miley. "Is there a blanket, I'm really cold."
Miley pulled a blanket off the back of the couch and wrapped it around Lilly, turning on the TV and handing the remote to the blonde. Lilly flipped through the channels and settled on a soap opera she liked making fun of. She and Miley laughed as the main character slapped her boyfriend across the face, screaming at him. "The acting is just so bad," Miley said as she tried to get her breath back during a commercial break. "It's so obvious that they're totally in love with each other because every time she yells at him, she has this guilty look on her face and he looks like he's about to burst out laughing."
"And whenever they've made up with each other on the show, they're mad at each other in real life," Lilly laughed. "She has that angry look on her face and he talks too quickly."
Mr. Stewart walked into the living with two large plates heaping with food. Miley hurried to get some tray tables and set them up so he could set the plates down. He stepped back and looked at his handiwork, grinning down at it contentedly. There were two hamburgers on each plate along with a pile of roasted vegetables and fruit salad. "There's dessert, too," he said. "Just tell me if you want more or when you're ready to eat the blueberry pie I made."
Lilly immediately nodded and dug into the food in front of her while Miley watched her for a moment to make sure she was okay before starting to eat her own food. "Hey, Lilly, you probably heard, but my dad wants to know if he should clear out Jackson's bedroom for you," Miley said after swallowing a bite out of her first burger.
"Um, I think… I'd rather stay in your room," Lilly said, blushing and hiding it by becoming very interested in her roasted vegetables. "That is, if you don't mind."
"Of course I don't mind," Miley said gently.
Setting down her fork, Lilly stared blankly at her empty plate. "Do you think my dad would care if I called him and told him that I'm pregnant?" she whispered.
"I'm sure he would," Miley said cautiously. "But do you want him to know after what happened between the two of you? I don't think it would be the best idea to call him right now."
"He has kids," Lilly whispered. "Other than me. He has a new family."
"Lilly…" Miley whispered.
"It's okay," Lilly whispered. "I just wish that he would have at least sent me a wedding invitation in the mail, you know? It would have been nice for him to remember his first daughter, the one whose life he ruined. He could have at least considered telling me that he was getting married, and then he could have told me he was having another kid. He's my half-brother and all his other kids are my stepsiblings. I've never even talked to them over the phone."
"Look, I don't want to make you feel any worse, but I think you should just forget about him," Miley said, making Lilly look up at her in surprise. "You're only going to get hurt even worse if you dwell on what did and didn't happen between the two of you and it isn't healthy for you or the baby."
"You have no idea what you're talking about," Lilly whispered, yanking away from Miley as the brunette reached out to place a hand on her arm.
"Lilly, I…" Miley started.
"No!" Lilly yelled, tears trailing down her cheeks again. "You just don't get it! I love him, Miley, even after what he did to me. I can't stop loving him even though he did all that… that… disgusting stuff to me. It's my fault, Miley, don't you see that? That's why he did it to me, because I deserved it."
"Calm down," Miley said, standing up and slowly walking towards her. "Lilly, I wasn't trying to upset you, okay? I love you and I'm going to support you no matter what you do, I'm just trying to give you some advice. Just talk to me, okay? Tell me what you're thinking, don't keep it away from me. Don't shut me out, Lilly."
Lilly leaned against Miley, tears soaking into her shirt. "I just can't stop remembering," she whispered. "Every time I close my eyes, he's right there, that look of lust and longing in his eyes and I can feel the pain. I've tried everything, Miles, but he just won't go away."
"You haven't tried telling me," Miley whispered, lifting Lilly's chin gently and kissing her on the nose. "Whenever you see you, you tell me, no matter where I am, no matter what I'm doing, and no matter who I'm with. If I'm not with you, you keep calling me or texting me until I answer. You don't have to go through this only, Lilly. I'm here for you, and so is Oliver, if you need him. If you asked him, he would be by your side in an instant, and you know it."
"I don't want to be a burden," Lilly whispered.
"No, don't even think that," Miley said. "You're my best friend. Not only that, but you're my girlfriend, and I love you more than anyone else in the world. And when you hurt, I hurt. I don't want to see you hurt, or upset, or sad, or anything other than happy. If you need me, I'll be there for you. I've already promised you that, and I don't break my promises."
"Thank you," Lilly whispered, and Miley wrapped her arms around her, burying her face in her hair and closing her eyes. They stayed like that for a few minutes before Miley swept Lilly up in her arms, making her squeal in surprise. "Miley Rae Stewart, you put me down right now!" Lilly laughed as Miley ran up the stairs and towards her bedroom, throwing Lilly on the bed and diving after her.
Miley kissed Lilly and the blonde responded fiercely, grabbing fistfuls of the brunette's hair and pulling her closer. Her hands ran up and down Miley's back as Miley moaned in surprise and pleasure. Lilly's hands slipped dangerously lower and Miley pulled away to see a disappointed look on Lilly's face. "No, we're going slow, remember?" Miley whispered. "I don't want anything to happen that we're going to regret later."
"I'm sorry," Lilly said, looking away with an ashamed blush spreading over her face. Miley took her chin in her hand, turning her head so their eyes met.
"Don't apologize," Miley whispered. "It's just as much my fault as it is yours. I let it get carried away like that. Heck, I initiated that by kissing you! I should be the one apologizing, not you. Don't apologize for things that you don't need to take responsibility for."
"You're too good to me," Lilly murmured, gently kissing Miley, cutting it off before it got too carried away. "I mean, you help me after we have a big fight, you listen to me when I'm too moody to talk, you date me even though I'm pregnant, let me live with you when my mom kicks me out…"
"The reason she kicked you out was because you were dating me," Miley pointed out helpfully, earning a playful shove from Lilly. "But you deserve it, Lilly, after all you've done for me. I've been horrible to you in the past and it's only right that I make up for it. Plus, I love you, so it's only natural that I stick with you through thick and thin. What's the marriage vow? For richer, for poorer, through sickness, through health til death do we part? Something like that, right?"
"Something like that," Lilly said quietly. "You know, you should write a song based on the wedding vows."
"For you?" Miley asked with a playful grin and suddenly becoming serious. "Do you know how many of my songs I've written for you? Here, remember One in a Million? This is the real version." She grabbed her guitar and strummed it quickly, tuning it before she launched into the beginning of the song.
"How did I get here? I turned around and there you were. I didn't think twice or rationalize cause somehow I thought that there was more than just chemistry. I mean wish you were kind of into me but I figure it's too good to be true. I'd say pinch me where's the catch this time. Can't find a single cloud in the sky. Help me before I get used to this girl," Miley sang, bringing tears to Lilly's eyes. She glanced up and smiled at her, continuing her song.
"They say that good things take time. But really great things happen in the blink of an eye. Thought the chances of meeting somebody like you were a million to one. I cannot believe it. Whoa, you're one in a million. All this time I've been looking for love, trying to make things work that aren't good enough. Now I think I'm through, I say I'm done, wish I'd stumble into the arms of the one.
"You're making me laugh about the silliest stuff, wish I was your diamond in the rough, imagining that you come with your velvet touch. I will never be so lucky and will never feel so happy cause I won't see that sparkle in your eyes. They say that good things take time, but really great things happen in the blink of an eye. Thought the chances of meeting somebody like you were a million to one. I cannot believe it. Whoa, you're one in a million.
"All this time I've been looking for love, trying to make things work that aren't good enough. Now I think I'm through, I say I'm done, wish I'd stumble into the arms of the one. I'd say pinch me where's the catch this time. Can't find a single cloud in the sky. Help me before I get used to this girl. They say that good things take time, but really great things happen in the blink of an eye. Thought the chances of meeting somebody like you were a million to one. I cannot believe it. Whoa, you're one in a million.
"They say that good tings take time, but really great things happen in the blink of an eye. Thought the chances of meeting somebody like you were a million to one. I cannot believe it, you're one in a million, yeah, one in a million, yeah. You're one in a million.
She stopped singing, setting her guitar down and sitting down next to Lilly. "You don't understand how much I love you, Lilly. I can't even express how much I love you. I could write you a million songs and it still wouldn't be enough. If I had everything in the world that you've ever wanted, then it wouldn't be enough. You're so much different than any of the boyfriends I've had in the past, Lilly. You're so much more. And I could never stand to lose you."
"Did you seriously write that for me?" Lilly asked incredulously.
Miley stood up and walked over to her desk, rifling through one of the drawers and pulling out a folder full of sheet music. She sat back down next to Lilly and went through the music, pulling out the music for One in a Million. It was dated three months before it came out with Hannah Montana and had the exact same lyrics Miley had just sung. Lilly stared at the music and looked up at Miley with her eyes wide. "Lilly, I really love you," she whispered. "I always have."
"But I thought your dad…" Lilly whispered.
"I gave him the music and he played around with the tune and the lyrics," Miley said, placing the music back in her folder and putting the folder back in the drawer. "He said that the label wouldn't be too happy if I started singing love songs for a girl and that the actual music needed to be a little more upbeat or I would drive my fans to tears."
"Made me cry," Lilly whispered, wiping her eyes on her sleeve. "I just… can't believe you wrote that song for me."
"I've written so many more for you," Miley said, pulling Lilly into a hug and kissing her on the top of the head. "But I think some of those will have to wait until later. I don't know if you can deal with any more of the songs I've written."
"How many of them are Hannah songs?" Lilly asked.
"A lot," Miley said, yawning. "You know what, I think I'm going to turn in early today. I'm really tired and I want to be up early with you tomorrow so I can go watch you surf."
Lilly climbed under the covers and Miley climbed in behind her, pulling the blankets up and wrapping her arms around Lilly's waist. The blonde sighed contentedly and pressed her back into Miley's front, her eyes fluttering closed as she fell asleep.
Wow, guys, thanks for the reviews. If you guys keep reviewing like that, I just MIGHT update a bit faster. And AshleyAlien1408, I was kind of surprised that I chose Oliver to talk some sense into them, too, but it was either him or Miley's dad, and I think I like Oliver a bit better. Thank you to AshleyAlien1408, JustAnotherSlowGoodbye, IkarusCazadores, lil-ying-fa, and soccer-girl-7797. PLEASE REVIEW!!! Thank you all again!
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