DISCLAIMER: I don't own Hannah Montana.

A/N: Jeez, FINALLY! Right?! Lol. I've been wanting to finish this chapter ALL SPRING BREAK, but things always came up. Anyway, here's another fluffy Liley for all you hungry Liley fans. I personally think there should be more Jolly in this story, cuz it started off with them two, so next chapter prepare to leave me with some 'OMG! I WANT LILEY!' reviews. LOL =)

A/N#2: I watched the movie!! Be jealous Tony! BEEEEE JEALOUS! Lol =) The movie was awesome. I really liked it. I have learned that people who ride horses are seksayyyyyy, like yow-zaaaaaah hhaha. Whoo, sexy. Anyways... HAPPY READING! Review please =)

CHAPTER 7

I woke up when I felt the empty side of my bed dip down under someones weight. Groggily, I turned around to my other side and got the whiff of a scent so familiar, my whole body relaxed again. Unconsciously, I reached out with my right arm and pulled the warm body closer to me, then rested my head on her chest while throwing said right arm over her stomach.

"What are you doing here?" I asked in a raspy voice with my eyes still closed, snuggling my head into a more comfortable position on her chest.

"I was worried," she quietly drawled out, in an equally raspy voice, "I've tried calling you ever since the interview was over, but got no answer." she explained.

"Sorry," I apologized, tilting my chin up to kiss her throat, "I fell asleep listening to you sing." I snuggled back in my position and held her tighter when she tried to get up.

"Lilly, I've got to go. Daddy's waiting for me in the car."

I shook my head against her chest and held onto her even tighter, "no, I don't want you go to." I muttered before falling asleep again.

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I woke up an hour later hugging onto my pillow, which made me frown. I swore I was snuggling into Miley, unless that was a dream? But it felt so real though! Sighing, I got out of bed and trudged downstairs for a glass of water; my throat was really dry. As I was rinsing my cup and putting it on the drying rack, I heard shuffled footsteps from upstairs. Taking a glance at the clock on the stove I realized that it was too late for my mom to be up. Slowly, I made my way up the stairs and frowned when there was a faint light coming out of my bedroom door.

As I got closer to my door, I pushed my back against the wall and slowly craned my neck to peer into my room. I was surprised by what I saw. Miley was standing there wrapped in a towel, while drying her hair with another one. "Miles?" I called out quietly. I couldn't be too sure, I was either still dreaming or too out of it to notice that the bathroom light was turned on when I went downstairs to get a drink of water. Both options seemed possible to me.

"Oh, there you are," she let out a breath of air she was holding in when she turned and saw me, "I was wondering where you were." she gave me a small smile.

"Is this a dream?" I asked skeptically, leaning my shoulder against the door frame and crossing my arms over my chest. With raised eyebrows, Miley made her way towards me slowly and threw the towel behind my neck, then pulled me closer to her. Confused, I tilted my head to the right until my fully clothed body was flush against her towel wrapped one.

She leaned in slowly, tilting her head to her right, until our lips were barely brushing against each other. "Does this feel like a dream to you?" she asked in a husky voice, her breath feeling unbearably hot against my mouth, before pulling me in even more and crashing our lips together. As our lips moved together, my hands slipped into the slit of her towel, running up her toned stomach, and down her sides. My fingers glided over a particularly sensitive spot that made her suck in a breath of air; I took that moment to my advantage, slipping my tongue in between her parted lips and letting out a guttural moan as our tongues collided.

As our kiss continued, I gently pushed her back with both hands on either side of her hips, and kicked the door closed with my foot. After a few minutes, breathing became an issue and we both unwillingly pulled away from each other. My hands went up to her neck, cupping it on both sides, and I leaned my forehead against hers. I took a few seconds to calm my breathing before I spoke, "Nahh, this is definitely not a dream." I got out breathlessly.

"No?" she raised an eyebrow, "What makes you say it's not?" she asked with a playful smirk. Slowly, my left hand traveled down to where her towel was knotted, just above her right breast.

"'Cuz if this was my dream," I started, a smirk growing on my face as my fingers grasped onto the towel, "you'd be completely naked." I stated as I pulled the towel off of her half naked body. Even though I knew to expect it, I was still disappointed as the towel fell on the floor to reveal her near naked body in a lacy black strapless bra and matching underwear. "But I'd take this as reality any day." I growled out before grabbing her and throwing her over my left shoulder.

"Lilly! LILLY!" she screamed out, pounding my back with her fists, "LILIAN TRUSCOTT! You put me down right this sec- OW!" she yelped when I smacked her ass with my right hand.

"Oops, sorry." I apologized when my own hand started tingling, "Maybe that was a little too hard."

"Ya think?!" she asked in her trademark way with a slight tap to the back of my head.

"Well it's not my fault you're so damn irresistibly sexy," I pointed out while throwing her onto my bed, "I mean look at what you're wearing, or not wearing. You're lucky I haven't ravished you senseless yet." I reasoned as she rolled onto her back and propped herself up by her elbows to look at me.

"So what's stopping you?" she asked seductively with a matching look on her face. I gulped and coughed.

"I thought your dad was waiting for you in the car?" I asked, obviously changing the subject. Miley raised an eyebrow, knowing what I was trying to do, but responded anyways.

"Yeah, he was." she replied. "But someone here," she gave me a pointed look, "had me in a death-grip I couldn't even get up off of the bed! I had to call him, on my phone, to tell him to leave." I had my mouth open, about ready to ask how she got up to take a shower, when she beat me to it. "I used the ends of your hair to tickle your nose, and you swatted 'the bug' away with your hand then turned on your other side. I took that moment to slip away." she explained proudly, as if I were some kind of science project and she won the blue ribbon.

"Oh." was the only thing I could muster.

"Yeah..., so why don't you come here," she patted the space beside her, "and hold me in that death-grip again? I didn't know you could be so... possessive. I kinda liked it, and by kinda I mean really." Oh my god, there she goes again with that sexy look! It took everything in my power not to run away again, but to where? I'm already at my house, am I supposed to run to hers? Fuck, I'm stuck.

"Uhhh... how about you get dressed and we'll work something out?" I asked in a small voice, blushing furiously. She frowned, but did as I asked. Slowly and sensually, she got on all fours and crawled off of my bed. 'You could have just rolled off or something Miley!' I screamed in my head. After she got off the bed, she teasingly walked towards me, exaggerating the swaying of her hips, and traced a finger along my jawline as she walked passed me to get to the drawer. Shuddering, I shook my head and turned my attention from her tight little ass and made my way to my bed.

"So... do I get my cuddle time now?" Miley asked, breathless, after practically jumping me in bed and giggling like a five year old. I just smiled to myself and gathered her up in my arms, relishing in the smell of her after a nice long shower. "Hmmm, this feels good." she sighed out after a few quiet moments of just cuddling.

"Mmhmm, you smell good." I inhaled deeply.

"I smell like you..."

"Yeah, that's why you smell good." I chuckled.

"Shut up. Go back to sleep." Miley giggled, cuddling deeper into my arms. "G'night."

"Night." I picked my head up and leaned it down, asking for a kiss, which Miley happily obliged too. Sighing in contentment, I dropped my head down and fell into a peaceful slumber.

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It's morning, the sun is out, and it's blinding me straight in the eye. God, why do I always wake up like this?! It just pisses me off so much. I'm trying my hardest to turn away, but somehow during the night, our positions change and now she's the one who has a death-grip on me. Hmm, how did she wake me up last night? By using my hair... nahh, that's not fun. I lean my chin up, just until my mouth is right at her neck, and bite. I'm talking a big ol' bite, not the whole sucking and nipping thing. I have a huge chunk of her neck in my mouth, like a vampire, and I'm tugging on it hard.

"OW! LILLY! GET OFF OF ME YOU VAMPIRE!" Miley screamed, trying to slap me away. I hold on for a few more seconds, but let go when she slapped me on my bad cheek. I wince and let go of her immediately, then shoot up in bed holding the cheek that Joannie slapped a couple of hours ago. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry! Are you okay?" she sat up in bed too and gave me a worried look. She took the hand that was holding my cheek, in hers and pulled it away from my face. "Did I do that?" she asked, shocked. I guess when Joannie slapped me last night, she slapped me good and left a bruise.

I shook my head and turned the other way, "no, you didn't" I responded.

"What happened? Who hit you, Lilly?" she demanded to know, gently turning my face to look at her.

"I got into a slight... altercation with Joannie." I informed her in a quiet tone, "and things got a little heated."

"And she hit you?!" she asked incredulously. I nodded my head in response. The concerned look on her face contorted to one of anger and I was scared by the look of rage in her eyes.

"It was more like a pat on the cheek... with a lot of force." I tried to joke, hoping to calm her down some. It didn't work.

"No, Lilly. This is not a time for joking!" she exclaimed heatedly. "I'm gonna hurt her for thinking she could ever put her hands on you!" Oh man, Joannie would be dead a hundred times over if Miley ever found out where her hands have been. I'd be dead too.

"Wait, what are you doing?" I asked in a panicked voice at seeing Miley throw the comforter off of her body. She jumped out of bed and began pacing the length of my bed with a look of determination on her face. She stopped suddenly and looked at me with this look that made me hold a breath of air in. "What?" I exhaled, releasing the breath of air after my lungs started burning up.

"What did she hit you for?" she asked, "I mean... I know you two had a past, with the whole her cutting the line to your kite thing, but after her and Oliver got together you guys seemed to get along well." she reasoned. "So there's gotta be a reasonable explanation." she started pacing again, thumb and forefinger cupping her chin deep in thought. Even though it was kind of cute, watching her pace back and forth was giving me a headache. I exhaled a sigh, inhaled a deep breath, and fell back into my bed.

"It was because of you." Now that got her to stop her movements in a heart beat.

"Wh-what? What about me?" she asked shocked.

"Well it was about Hannah, and then you came up." I threw my arms over my eyes and closed them, waiting for the questions to roll. When no questions were asked, and silence was ringing in my ears, I cautiously removed my arm from my eyes and looked towards Miley. She stood there, half leaning half sitting on the bedside table, with her arms crossed over her chest giving me a pointed look. "What?" I asked with a frown.

"What do you mean what?" she asked indignantly, "How are you gonna tell me I'm the reason you were slapped in the face and not tell me about why or how I came up?" I shrugged and snuggled deeper into my comforter, pulling it over my head. "Lilly!" she exclaimed when I didn't move after that. What the hell was I supposed to say? 'Oh yeah, I was praising my girlfriend to my other girlfriend and she got pissed off then slapped me silly'? Yeah, no, I don't think so. I don't even know if Miley's my girlfriend or not!

A few moments later, I felt a draft of cold air make its way into my blanket. I turned my head to where the air was coming from and saw Miley's head under the blanket, her hair was static-y and clinging to the blanket. I smiled at her then motioned for her to get in with me. A second later Miley was laying on her back with my head on her shoulder, the comforter over our heads created a warm cocoon.

"I'm sorry." I apologized, playing with the hem on the bottom of her shirt, "It was a stupid argument that wasn't important." I felt her tense up under me and in the blink of an eye she sat up, taking me with her, and threw the covers off of us.

She turned to face me with a look of anger and hurt in her eyes, "So are you saying Hannah and I are stupid and not important to you?!" she asked, voice laced with hurt. She was about to throw the covers off of her legs when I wrapped my arms around her and kept her from moving. "Get off of me Lilly!" It took everything in me to keep my arms around her and pull her down to the bed again.

"Of course you and Hannah are important to me!" I semi-yelled over her commotion. "How could you think that you're not?!" I asked, hurt finding it's way to lace with my own voice. After she calmed down and stopped trying to get away from me, I reached for the end of the covers and threw it back over our heads. I scooped Miley's shaky body into my arms and held her close, soothingly running my fingers through her hair. "You're my best friend, and obviously something more than that." I started in a quiet voice. "You're the most important person in my life, my mom is too no doubt about it, but you're like another kind of important. You're like so important that if you were to die right now, hypothetically of course, then I'd probably kill myself too."

"Why would you do something so stupid? and you call me stupid." she scoffed quietly, "I'm not worth killing yourself for." she added as a bonus. I growled deep in my throat, and gently tugged a lock of her hair back so I could look in her eyes.

"You mean the world to me... as my best friend, my partner in ridiculous schemes that never really work out, so many other things, and my girlfriend...?" I trailed off, letting that last part linger in the air as a statement/question in the making. "Take you away from me, and I've got nothing. The life that I know and love will be gone, and I'll be left with nothing." The wrinkles around her eyes creased a little more, and a bright smile was spread across her face. The beginnings of a water work from joy was held at bay, and I couldn't let that happen, those tears needed to be released! "You are my world." I said quietly. Victory! Let the water works begin.

"Jerk!" she slapped my arm that was around her waist. "I see that smirk on your face!" she cried out. I didn't even realize I was smirking. It quickly disappeared from my face. "You were just loosening the bolts and screws to see me cry, weren't you?" I smiled sheepishly and nodded my head. "I don't know why you wanna see me cry, I look ugly when I do." she stated rubbing her face into my shoulder.

I stopped her movements by tugging at her hair again. When her face was parallel to mine, I leaned in and butterfly kissed her tears. I kissed along her cheeks, over the bridge of her nose, to her other cheek, down her jawline, on her chin, and finally stopped right in front of her lips. "You're always beautiful, never ugly, and don't you forget it." I whispered against her lips before kissing her. I slipped my free hand inside her shirt and ran my fingertips lightly across her toned tummy. When I got to that soft spot of hers, she sucked in a deep breath that came from my lungs(our lips were smashed together). I pulled away from her and panted, gasping for air. "See, you take my breath away." I said breathlessly with a goofy smile on my face. She just shook her head and smiled at my antics.

"Oh! Hey!" she exclaimed when I went in for another kiss. "I just came up with some lyrics, listen to them and tell me what you honestly think?" she asked hesitantly.

"Alright. Shoot." she was quiet for a few seconds, probably going over the words, before she cleared her throat and sat up. I followed her lead and she took my hands in hers. 'Whoa, this must be some really heartfelt lyrics,' I thought to myself.

"Lilly will you be mine,

for this lifetime, and many more that'll come in time,

while we drink fine wine,

and bust more ridiculous fun filled useless crime?

I'm sorry for the corny rhymes,

but this is what happens when you get me high all the damn time." she rapped. Holy guacamole, she just asked me to be her girlfriend by rapping. I am touched.

I placed a fist to my mouth and went, "OOOH!" MC Stewart Little in the hizzouse!" then I felt a stinging sensation on my thigh. "OW!" I cried out, rubbing the spot she slapped. It was pink! I have sensitive skin damn it. I poked at it and watched as it turned from white to pink, while she spoke up.

"It's MC Rhymes a lot." she said with a nod of her head. I looked up at her, blinked a few times, then shook my head.

"Whatever." I chuckled, then got serious again. I cleared my throat and inhaled a deep breath. "Of course I'll be yours for this lifetime and the many more that'll come while we drink fine wine and bust more ridiculously ridiculous fun filled useless crimes. I hope we don't actually do all those ridiculous things while we're buzzed though, that could be dangerous, considering the fact that you're clumsy as hell." I exhaled all in one breath, which earned another smack, on the same thigh, at the same place.

"Are not!" she objected.

"Are too!" I countered.

"Oh, shut up and kiss me." she growled. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me in to her.

"Don't have to tell me twice." I chuckled. I pushed her back until she was laying on the bed and I was practically on top of her.

Ahh, life just got so much more complicated for me, and I knew it. The thing is though, I didn't care. Well I cared, cuz I could lose a lot like... my whole world, but right now, at this moment... nothing really mattered except the feel her lips against mine.

Bring it on drama! I'll be right here when you rear your ugly head into my life.

A/N: So uh, did you like it? Did you? Did you?! It's six forty two am.. and I'm awake cuz I haven't slept yet. I stayed up all night to finish this, so do me a little favor and push that green button right there and leave a lil some'n some'n.