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A/N: WOW! I should put up threatening author note's more often. After I posted the last chapter and checked my mail the next day I had like 28 things in my inbox, and they were all for this story! I was laughing so hard, cuz it's funny, no? Anyways, I'm posted here and I'm prepared. I have a bottle of Hefeweizen, a bag of chips, and a bowl of Spinach Dip. I am determined to finish this chapter tonight!
A/N: Thanks for all the reviews, alerts, and favorites for this story! Just to answer some questions, I don't even know if this is gonna end as Liley or Jolly... so we'll find out together =) and uhh, I like chicken! HAPPY READING =D
CHAPTER 4
I stood there frozen, possibly doing a very impressive imitation of a fish's mouth opening and closing. Jeez, my mother doesn't know how to be discreet about these things! The same thing happened a couple of weeks before I got with Joannie. I was in my room with a girl I met at a party when my mom interrupted and asked me if I wanted anything. I said a vibrator, and the next day there it was! Standing tall on my nightstand, out of its box, and shiny in all its glory. The girl I brought home was all to happy that I had one and wanted to use it right away, but with Miley, I'm sure that's a different story.
How the hell am I supposed to explain a fucking translucent purple strap-on... to my best friend?! This is insane.
"Uh...," I said dumbly. Miley leaned forward and expected me to go on. "You see...," I trailed off, buying more time. "That's a uhhh.... a massager!" WHAT THE FUCK?! Are you stupid Lilly?! A massager. God, I am a fucking dumb ass.
"A massager, huh?" Miley said, inspecting the strap-on with curious eyes. "Interesting."
"Uhh, yeah! In-it?" I said nodding my head vigorously. "You uhh, slip your hand through the straps, hold onto it tight and uhhh hit it against your neck and back and stuff." I rambled on. God, I am the stupidest dumb fuck ever.
"Oh really? Like this?" she asked before doing what I just said. And oh my god, I think I'm getting turned on. Who would've thought watching someone hit themselves gently with a dildo would be so sexy?
"Oh yeah," I breathed out, "exactly like that." Miley stopped what she was doing and looked me straight in the eye before collapsing onto my bed and started laughing like crazy.
"I swear," she said between laughs, "you are," laugh again, "the most dumbest," laugh laugh laugh, "person if you think I am that gullible." I just stood there, dumb founded, staring at her like she was crazy. Holy shit, I am the most dumbest person. Ever.
"Well... I was hoping that maybe you were." I said sheepishly, looking down at my floor with a blush on my face.
"Aww, is wittle Lilly embarrassed?" she cooed after her laughing subsided. She got off of my bed and made her way to me, strap-on in hand and all. "Would you like a massage? This thing works really well." her voice cracked mid sentence and she fought to keep a smile off of her face.
"HA HA you are SO funny." I said sarcastically, my gaze on the floor still avoiding her eyes. I saw her feet plant themselves closer to me and felt the heat from her body as she leaned into me. Her arms wrapped around my neck and I flinched when the tip of the dildo hit me in the cheek, causing me to blush even more.
"You are so cute when you're embarrassed, you know that?" she asked teasingly.
"Gee, thanks!" I replied in mock enthusiasm, "I know that now."
"No, but seriously. I just wanna say thanks," she sighed, resting her forehead on mine, "this is the most entertaining date I've ever been on." she finished off with a smile.
"Yeah, I'm sure it was." I said sarcastically. "So uhh, can you get that thing away from my face? It's kinda bugging me."
"Really?" I nodded my head. "I was hoping you could give me a massage with it, if you know what I mean." she said with a wink, my eyes went wide in shock. After a while Miley broke out in laughter and leaned her whole body into me to keep herself up. "Gosh, this is too easy. You should've seen your face." she said in between gasps of air.
Not wanting to be further embarrassed I caught her off guard by wrapping my arms around the small of her back and lifting her up over my shoulder.
Now that got her to shut up quickly.
I crossed the room and threw her on top of my bed then quickly crawled over her body and straddled her slim waist.
"Uhh...," Miley trailed off uncertainly, "what are you doing?" she asked with wide eyes.
"Oh, nothin' just chillin'," I answered with a shrug.
"On me?" she asked incredulously.
"No, on the Pillsbury Doughboy." I replied sarcastically.
"I am not the Pillsbury Doughboy!"
"Oh yeah?" I challenged, poking her in the stomach. "See! Told you." I said triumphantly when she yelped.
"Ooooh, you're gonna regret that, Truscott." Miley growled out.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah."
"Bring it on then, Stewart." In the blink of an eye Miley's fingers were gently digging into my sides causing me to roll over on my back giving her total advantage over me. "This is so not fair." I managed to breathe out between laughs.
"All's fair in love and tickle wars, hon." she got out way more stable than me.
Taking advantage of one of her short pauses I grabbed onto her hips and rolled us over so that I was straddling her again. With a look of pure evil on my face I started retaliating. After a few long agonizing minutes, for Miley, she finally called truce.
I pulled my hands away from her stomach and placed them on both sides of her head to support the upper half of my body. I leaned forward and rested my forehead on hers.
"Thanks for a fun night." I whispered.
"No problem." she leaned her head in and I leaned mine down to meet her in a soft kiss. When I pulled back her eyes were shut and she had a smile on her face.
"Good night, Miley." I said softly after giving her a kiss on her forehead. I rolled onto my side, pulled the blankets from under us, scooted closer to Miley, and threw an arm over her waist.
"G'night, Lilly." she gave me a kiss on my cheek and cuddled in closer to me, nudging her head under my chin. I felt her lips brush against my collarbone and pulled her even closer to me.
After ten minutes of listening to Miley's deep even breathing, I let my own eyes close and fell into a deep peaceful slumber.
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The ride to school consisted of giggling and taunting, on Miley's side, and the silent treatment while blushing, on my side. I should really tell my mother to be more... discreet about where she puts my things, especially all these kinky toys. But seriously, what mother actually goes out and buys these things for their daughter?! NO ONE. Only my mom would do these kinds of things. It's kind of sad.
I pull into a parking space and get out of the car before Miley even registers that we're at school already. I'm about halfway through the parking lot when she finally catches up to me.
"Aww! C'mon Lilly, don't act like this." she says a little out of breath. I continue walking only to be stopped when she grabs onto my arm and hugs it. "I'm sorry." she apologizes. I look over at her and she has that damn puppy dog look that always gets to me. I just shake my head and give her a smile to show that she's forgiven. "YAY!" she squeals excitedly, letting her left hand trail down the length of my right arm to lace our fingers together. She gives me a wet kiss on the cheeks and I pull her towards the entrance of the school.
Once we step into the building all eyes are on us and I can tell whats on everyones minds already. "I knew they were gay." - "Jeez, they're finally together." - "Aww man, now I've missed my chance." - "Oh my gosh, that is disgusting, they are so going to hell." - "Blah Blah Blah." Ignoring all the looks and cat calls I keep walking towards our lockers.
I don't know why, but I'm surprised to find Oliver and Joannie on OUR lockers, mine and Miley's, making out. "Jeez guys, get a room." Miley teased. At the sound of Miley's voice Joannie pulled away from Oliver as if he burned her.
"Sorry," she apologized quietly with a small smile to Miley. When she looked at me, her smile fell a little at the neutral look on my face. Her eyes darted down to our laced hands and her smile fell altogether.
"So guys... how was the date?" Oliver asked with a grin, totally oblivious to what just happened.
"It was great!" Miley answered happily. "Wasn't it Lilly?" she directed towards me. Of course I didn't hear the question cuz I was having a silent conversation with Joannie, using our eyes.
"Why are you holding hands with her?" her eyes asked softly.
"Because I can. Why were you making out with him, on MY locker?" my eyes answered angrily
"Because I can. Did you fuck her last night?" her eyes narrowed slightly.
"No, but I heard you fucked him!" my eyes narrowed angrily and my jaws clenched.
"Lilly?" I felt Miley give a pull at my arm.
"Hmm?" I asked looking away from Joannie towards Miley, the look I had instantly melted away when my eyes landed on Miley's blue orbs.
"Oliver wants to know how last night was."
"Dude, the Santa Monica Pier was so awesome!" I said, "I wanna go again sometime, you should come with me man. There's this basketball booth where the rim isn't even round, it's like oval and shit. I was trying to make a shot forever. I spent like twenty bucks on that stupid game." I explained, completely ignoring Joannie.
"Yeah," Miley joined in, "you should have seen her. She was cursing every time she missed, it was kind of cute." she said with a laugh while giving my arm a hug. I smiled widely at her when she gave me a kiss on my cheek. Through the corner of my eyes I could see Joannie shrinking back a little and felt guilty but then the thought of her and Oliver doing things last night completely tossed the guilt to the side.
"You guys are so cute it's disgusting." Oliver said warmly. "But we should go together! How about a double date?" After he asked this my eyes instantly shot to where Joannie was and we locked eyes.
"Can't be this weekend," Miley said, "we already have plans." I turned my head to look at her and gave her a confused look. "You know, the thing at the thing." she said with wide eyes and shaking her head. When I still had a confused look on my face, she leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Hannah Montana is guest starring on the Tonight Show with Jay Leno." I shivered at the feeling of her breath on my ear and pulled back with an understanding look.
"Must be something great." Joannie remarked like a smart ass. I guess when someone whispers in your ear and you shiver, it makes things seem a little sexual. I think I'll just let her go with that assumption.
"Yeah, it kinda is, Palumbo." I said in the same tone.
"Whatever, Truscott."
"Can it, Palumbo."
"Oh my god, you're unbelievable!"
Without even realizing it, I took a step closer to Joannie and leaned into her, making my cheek brush up against hers. I nudge my nose into her hair and breathed in deeply through my nostrils. "Unbelievably in love with you." I exhaled in a husky voice. Before I pulled away I nipped on her cartilage and licked the length of her ear lobe. "C'mon, lets go eat the ridiculously non-existent nutritious breakfast meal in the cafeteria." I said like nothing just happened, "Someone here took forever to get ready and I didn't get to eat.." I gave a pointed look towards Miley.
"Hey! I told you to eat while I was getting ready." she said indignantly. "Don't go pointing fingers just cuz your stomach is a bottomless pit."
"She's right Lilly, your stomach is never ending." Oliver agreed.
"You're one to talk. At least I don't stuff my face and and leave crumbs all over myself."
"Hey! I was saving those for later."
"Yeah, I bet you were."
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The last bell finally rang and I was all too eager to get out of the classroom. It was officially the weekend and I had awesome plans. Tonight; party. Tomorrow; surfing, skating, and the tonight show with Hannah. Sunday; sleep in and be lazy. Yeah, really awesome plans.
I was about half way to my car when I felt the presence of someone falling into step beside me. I didn't even need to look, I could smell the scent of her perfume as the wind blew my way. I unlocked my door, got in then reached over the passenger seat to unlock the door for Joannie.
The car ride was silent, with me staring at the road ahead, and Joannie staring out her window. The silence broke when I pulled into her driveway.
"Come inside." she demanded, more than asked, softly. I continued staring out of the windshield for a few more seconds before agreeing. I turned off the ignition, pulled my keys out, and unbuckled my seatbelt.
She waited until I stepped into her house to lock the door. Joannie's an only child and both her parents worked so it was quiet there. I guess we had way more in common than I thought.
I led myself through her living room, past the kitchen, down the hallway, and walked into the room at the furthest end. Right when I walked into her bedroom... I felt high. Her smell always got me light headed but I always wanted more; craved more. She's like my drug, I gotta have more, all the time.
I stood in the middle of her dark red room. Her full sized bed was pushed to the furthest corner, a computer desk was placed at the head of the bed in the adjacent corner, and a 30" flat screen TV was hanging on the wall at the foot of the bed. The sliding door to the closet was white, and it was closed keeping curious eyes away from her clothes.
The door was shut and locked behind me, a second later I felt her arms wrap around me and her chin rested on my shoulders. "Got any plans for tonight?" she quietly asked.
"Party."
"Oh yeah? Where?"
"In my pants," I said seriously. I felt her chin dig into my shoulder as her body shook with laughter.
"Who's gonna be there."
"Who ever's on the guest list."
"And they are...?"
"I don't know." I paused and pretended to think of an answer. "Some girl named Joannie Palumbo. Huh, what a weird name. Pa-lum-bo." I said, enunciating her last name.
"I know right?" she said with a giggle. I felt her lips on my cheek then turned around in her arms to capture her mouth in a kiss. When we both pulled away she rested her forehead against mine. "I'm sorry for the way I acted earlier today." she apologized softly.
"I'm sorry too. I guess I kinda snapped when I saw you and Oliver making out."
"I don't like Miley being all over you." she admitted with a frown.
"And I don't like witnessing my girlfriend making out with my best friend." I pressed.
"It happens."
"Yeah, I know. But did it have to happen on my locker?" I asked a little loudly. My temper was being cut short.
"It just happened!" she defended.
"No, walking and slipping on a banana peel just happens, throwing a football and accidentally hitting someone in the head with it just happens. Making out on my locker with your boy friend doesn't just happen." I said. She was quiet. "I fucking knew it! It was intentional." I yelled angrily. "God, this shit is so not working out for us right now." I said quietly, taking three big steps away from her.
"What? What do you mean?" she asked worriedly.
"This whole, 'oh she's going out with her, so I'll fuck him', ordeal."
"What are you talking about?"
"Are you serious? You're gonna play dumb?" I asked heatedly. "I know you went to Oliver's house last night." her eyes went wide. "Yeah, I fucking know. He called me last night to ask how the date was and somehow you came up." I said shaking my head. "and I was feeling guilty for going out when I thought my girlfriend was still sleeping on my bed. Turns out she went to her boy friends house and fucked him, after we just made up!"
"I-I'm sorry." she said in a small voice.
"No, I don't wanna hear it." I said, tilting my head up towards the ceiling and pressing on the bridge of my nose with my left hand. I felt tears threatening to spill and I did not want to cry for a stupid reason. "I can't do this right now." I returned my attention back to her. "I'm leaving."
I brushed past her and almost stopped myself from leaving when I got a smell of her perfume. Shaking it off, I made my way towards the door. My hand was on the door knob, ready to open the door and leave when she spoke up.
"Can I call you later?" she asked in a shaky voice. I opened the door and was halfway out before I responded.
"I'm gonna be at the party, I probably won't get it."
"I love you."
"Funny way of showing it." I said harshly and regretted it once I said it. "Fuck, I'm sorry, that was fucked up. Look, we'll talk later. Okay?" I didn't even wait for her response, I walked out of the door and closed it behind me. I heard her sobs within the first three steps I took away from her bedroom door.
When I got into my car I just sat there and was deep in thought. After sitting there, in my car, in her driveway for ten minutes I reached into my front pocket and dug my cell phone out. I dialed another number that was stored deep into my brain for moments like this. I waited for two rings and the other line came to life.
"Hey... It's me... Yeah, I know it's been awhile. I'm sorry... What? No, nothing's wrong... I'm seri-... okay fine, there is something wrong... Do you think I could come ov-... Great... you're the best. Haha, yeah, I'm sure you know it... Alright, I'll see you in a little. Bye." I hung up the phone and tossed it onto the passengers seat. I gripped the steering wheels tightly and started shaking myself in anger. When I looked up towards the front of the house I saw the silhouette of Joannie's shaking figure. "I'm sorry." I mouthed at her before starting my car and backing out of her driveway towards the other side of town.
A/N: So uhhh, I'm sorry about the long wait... As I stated in my other story, my family and I have been going through some things. But anyways, I hope you liked this chapter. If you didn't tell me, if you did, tell me. Correct my grammar and tell me where I should appropriately place punctuation marks, lol. Leave a review and tell me what you think. I dare you xP.