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CHAPTER 9

I was shocked. How the hell am I supposed to get out of this one? Great job, Lillian. You should have asked her what she had planned out before accepting anything. God I'm such an idiot.

Joannie stopped her joyful cheer at seeing me so speechless, still, and looked at me worriedly. She wrapped her arms around my neck and tried to stare into my eyes. It's like she was staring right in my eyes, but I couldn't see her because I was so shocked. All of a sudden my lungs started burning and I exhaled the breath of air I didn't even know I was holding in. Then everything just shifted and I finally saw her staring at me with worried and concerned brown eyes.

Before I knew what I was doing, I pushed her off of my lap and rolled out of bed clumsily. When I turned back to face her she looked hurt and shocked. "Who?" I squeaked out.

"Hannah Montana...," she answered unsure, propping up on her elbows.

I tilted my head to the side and gave her a shocked/confused/totally not understanding anything look. "B-b-but you hate Hannah Montana!" I exclaimed loudly causing Joannie to jump just a little bit at my outburst.

She kept her eyes on me and shook her head slowly, "I don't hate her." she informed quietly, almost as if she didn't want me to freak out even more.

I gave her an incredulous look before responding, "But that night, at my house?" I asked more than stated, "You hated it when I rambled on about her." I pointed out. That night was still vivid in my head. Then my head just flinched to the side when I remembered Joannie slapping me for saying that Miley was the girl I found all those good traits in. "Then you slapped me." I stated quietly. A hand involuntarily flew to the cheek that she slapped just a few weeks ago. She mumbled something incoherent. "What?" I asked. I finally realized what I was doing and dropped my hand quickly.

"I was jealous." she admitted a little louder, but quietly. I just stood there in silence after hearing her admission. "How you described her... it was like you really knew her and loved her, more than me." She explained, "I was okay with it, because I mean... how can you possibly know Hannah Montana, you know?" I nodded my head slowly. "I guess I lost it when you said you found all these things in Miley instead of me."

I sighed and sat on the edge of my bed, facing away from her. "I don't know... maybe that was the emotion I was trying to get from you." I mumbled, the words were muffled by my hands since they were cupping my face. "With Oliver here and all that day... I just hate seeing you two together." I sighed.

I felt the bed dip as she made her way towards me, and waited for her to wrap her arms around me from behind. I leaned back into her embrace after she did and sighed. "I love you, Lilly." she whispered against my ear. I shivered. "I really do, but I don't want to hurt Oliver."

"Then end it with him!" I said in a frustrated voice. I pulled away from her embrace and chose to sit in my computer chair instead, so that we were facing each other. "How do you think he'll feel if and when he finds out about us?!" I asked in a raised voice. "I should have ended it as soon as it began!" I cried, "he's my best friend and I'm fucking it all up." I buried my face in my hands and shook my head. "And then I just had to bring Miley into this bullshit too."

"Lilly..." Joannie stretched out an arm to put on my shoulder, but I moved away from her touch.

"Maybe you should leave...," I trailed off, looking at the floor beneath us. I couldn't look up, even if I wanted too. I could already picture the hurt look she'd have on her face behind my eyelids, I didn't need to see the real thing.

It was silent for a couple minutes. I really thought she was going to go all crazy on me, tell me she hated me and threaten to reveal everything we'd done to Miley and Oliver, but she didn't. Instead I felt her presence linger right next to me as she placed a gentle kiss on the crown of my head. "Here's a ticket and a pass." She said quietly, slipping it discreetly on my lap, "I'll be there, hopefully you will, too." With that she quietly left my presence and shut the door behind her slowly. I looked up just in time to see her giving me a sad look before shutting the door all the way.

"FUCK!" I yelled, swiping some items on my computer desk away with my right arm. I stood up and grabbed the paper weight that was still on there and threw it at my mirror. I watched satisfyingly as it broke into pieces and shattered all over my floor. "You're so fucking stupid, Truscott. You're well on your way to fucking up everything you've known and loved in your life. You fucking dumb ass." I scolded myself. Man, I have never wanted to kick anyone's ass as much as I've wanted to kick my own. I shook my head and let out a loud scream. I bet the neighbors were probably wondering what the hell was going on in my house. Well you know what?! FUCK THEM! Blah.

I grabbed a towel and stalked into the bathroom across the hall. Maybe a nice warm shower will calm me down.

I was in the shower, wondering if it had some kind of chemical in the water because I was seriously relaxed now, when I heard the door bell ring and knocking downstairs. I just ignored it, figuring that if it was Miley she'd know where the spare key was hidden so she'd let herself in.

I was massaging the shampoo into my hair, thoroughly pleased with my fingers working its magic, when the drapes around the bathtub practically flew off of the hooks that kept them up. "What the fuck?!" I exclaimed, trying to cover myself the best I could.

"Oh thank god!" Miley sighed, jumping into the bathtub with me and hugging me fiercely to her. I just stood there, shocked and still covering myself up, while Miley continued on hugging me. She got soaking wet as the water pelted down on us from the shower head.

"Uhh...," I was speechless. Did she not see me naked in here? If she's not ready for me to ravish her senseless, then she shouldn't be hugging on me like this... when I'm already naked! "Hon?" I asked softly, getting her attention. "Not that I'm complaining or anything, since I know how much you've wanted to see me naked... but what are you doing?" I asked with raised eyebrows.

She gave me a questioning look before her eyes wandered around the room and her expression turned into an embarrassed one and her eyes went wide. "Oh.. Oh god! I'm so sorry Lilly!" She unwrapped her arms from around me and jerked back, which was a huge mistake since she tripped over the edge of the tub and was on her way of falling over before I reached out with both arms and wrapped them around her slim waist. I pulled her flush against me, and tried to ignore the way my nipples hardened at the slightest contact with her clothed chest. "I'll uhhh... go wait outside for you." She blushed before slowly wiggling herself out of my embrace and looking everywhere at my face, keeping her eyes away from my naked body, and turned around then practically sprinted out of the bathroom.

I couldn't help myself. I knew it was going to embarrass Miley even further, but I just couldn't help it! I burst out in a huge laughing fit until my eyes were tearing up, my stomach started hurting, and my laughs were coming out silently. I laughed even when I turned the shower off, stepped out of the bathtub, dried my body off, and slipped fresh clothes on.

I managed to get my laughing under control as I walked back into my room, but the blush and embarrassed look on Miley's face had me going again. She was sitting on the edge of my bed and burrowed her face into her hands when I started laughing.

Taking her by surprise, I literally tackled her onto the bed and hugged her while I laughed. "Man... you... make me... feel sooo much... better... without even... trying." I got out in between laughs, my broken sentence was muffled because I nuzzled my face into the crook of her neck.

"Glad to know my embarrassment amuses you." Miley deadpanned. We laid there for awhile until my laughing subsided. I was practically laying on top of her and she had her arms wrapped possessively around my wasit, if I just moved down a bit... there, her heart beat was pounding against her chest in a slow, calming, rhythmic lull. If I were to close my eyes, I would have fallen asleep right then and there. Just as I was about to do so, a low rumble was vibrating against my ear. I opened my eyes and realized that Miley was looking down at me expectantly. I gave her a questioning look and she gave me an exasperated sigh. "I asked what happened to your room."

I sigh as I finally remember what I did before entering the bathroom and wince at how messy everything is. There are sharp shards of my broken mirror all over the floor along with paper, CDs, and knick knacks that I forgot to put or throw away. "Uhh.. a hurricane?" I answered meekly.

"Hurricane Lilly?" Miley asked with a small smile. I nodded my head enthusiastically. Finally! Someone who gets me! "Yeah right." I stopped my vigorous movements and just stared at her. "It looks like someone broke in and couldn't find what they were looking for so they broke your mirror." I raised an eyebrow at her. "What? If Hannah doesn't work out, I wanna try my hands at crime scene investigations." She muttered.

"I have something you can investigate." I waggled my eyebrows at her suggestively. She laughed her deep, throaty laugh and smacked me in the face with a pillow.

"HA HA, very funny." She said sarcastically. "Now what really happened?" she asked seriously.

I sat up and shrugged, "I don't know. I had one of those 'I hate my life and wish I could hurt something' moments." I answered sheepishly, looking everywhere but at her.

"Do you wanna talk about it?" Miley asked softly, sitting up and placing a comforting hand on my thigh. I took her hand in mine and examined her small delicate fingers, the tips were a little rough from playing the guitar. I shook my head. The way her hand sort of went limp in mine told me she was hurt by me shutting her out. "Okay. But you're okay now, right?"

I smiled and looked up at her then laced our fingers together, "You make everything better." She smiled bashfully and ducked her head to hide her blush. I cupped her face with my free hand and pulled her closer to me. "Why do you have to be so adorable?" I asked softly before leaning in and giving her a small kiss. As I was pulling away, she followed and slightly pushed on my shoulders to make me lay down. I did as she requested and she leaned down to give me a passionate kiss. My arms wrapped around her... bare back? I frowned in confusion and pulled away from the kiss. My eyes widened when I realized Miley was half naked and laying on me. "I know I'm the master at getting girls to take off their clothes, but where are yours?"

Stupid stupid Lilly. I shouldn't have asked that. It was still a sore subject. She pulled away from me fully, until she was sitting up right, and glanced around the room. Her eyes locked on something and I followed. Her wet clothes was hanging over the banister in the hallway, air drying. Oh yea, she did hop in the shower with me. She glanced at her watch and hopped out of bed, "I uhh, should get going. I need to get ready for the concert." She explained quietly.

As she was about to take a step, I jumped out of bed and gently grabbed onto her wrist. "I'm sorry Miles." I apologized, turning her around to look at me. She kept her head down. "That just slipped out. I was just shocked when I realized you're just in your undies." I explained. "And plus, your clothes are still wet. Stay until they dry, please?" I begged, "Here, you can wear my stuff for now." I hastily made my way to my dresser, not looking where I was going, and slipped on some papers that were still laying haphazardly all over my floor. I can imagine it like in the movies, all over exaggerated and everything. I'm flying in the air in slow motion, my arms and legs flailing all over the place, then I dropped with a loud thud on the ground straight on my back.

"Oh my god! Lilly, are you alright?!" Miley asked, dropping on the ground beside me and helping me sit up. I nodded my head slowly and we caught each others eye. We just stared at each other for a moment before we both let out loud laughter.

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"Good luck tonight."

She nodded her head. "I'll see you later." Miley stated, giving me a kiss through her car window before backing out of my driveway.

We spent almost two hours together, cleaning up my room and just hanging out, before Robby Ray called and told her to go home or else she'd be late for her own concert. Not like she ever was though. I remember when we had to push through the huge crowd of screaming fans at the Staples Center, only to be turned away, but that Miley... she always finds a way to get in and get ready with a few minutes to spare before her concert starts. She's talented like that.

I sighed and walked back into my room, which was way cleaner than it's ever been. Then out of the corner of my eye, something reflects the light on its plastic cover and catches my attention. Curious, I walked over to where it sat under my computer desk and picked it up. It was the ticket and backstage pass. The backstage pass was old news to me, since I always had to wear one as Lola, but the ticket was foreign to me. I had never been to a concert before, and never saw one for Hannah's either, so I looked it over. What really caught my attention was where the seat was.

Front row. Damn, Joannie must have either robbed a bank or used up all of her savings for this. For me.

It couldn't hurt, right? I mean. There were going to be hundreds of thousands of people there, what are the chances of her spotting me... even if I'd be right in front of her the whole time?

A/N: Whoot. Finally done. I know it took forever for me to update, but please! Leave a review and let me know what you thought. K, thanks!

Now I can go to sleep! I already took, like, a six hour nap, but i'm still sleepy and I have class later in the evening so I shall get some shut eye. Whomp. Good mornight... depending on when you read this =D