I'm gonna hafta apologize in advance my loves.

Miley sat up in bed. It was so wrong, so gross, so horrible to think that she almost kissed her best friend. Yes, it was supercalafragalistically, epically, World War Threelily, and unbelievably universe- endingly horrible to think that her lips almost touched Lily's. Well, maybe it wasn't that bad, she was probably a good kisser, but just the fact that it nearly happened had Miley in hysterics.

The worst part of all was that she wanted to kiss Lily. She'd felt it, the spark that comes when you look at someone you really like. It came, it had never come before with the blonde. It came when she first kissed Jake. It was a tiny pit of hope being planted and growing. Jake's pit was a dying piece of crap. But this pit looked promising. And she hated it. She couldn't stand the thought of feeling like that towards someone like Lily. Someone who depended on her for a home, someone who looked up to her and trusted her.

I wonder if she knows I almost kissed her. Maybe, hopefully, she thought I was just looking reallllly closely at her. Maybe I could tell her that I was about to squish a bug on her lips with mine but then it flew away. Maybe I could say I'm kind of deaf and I came a little closer to her to hear her better… Oh wait! She didn't say anything. She was probably scared to freakin' death.

"Ugh, useless!" She declared, finding absolutely no avail in her idiotic excuses, she would just have to hope and pray that Lily remembered that she was just a very physical person and that she liked to be close.

---*---

Lily hadn't moved at all since Miley left. She could still smell the strawberry of her lip-gloss, inches, centimeters, millimeters away from her own. She shook her head, much like Miley had done, and finally stood up and walked to her room. What was happening? What just happened?

Alas she sat on her bed, fingering the sheets with detached concentration. Maybe that wasn't a near kiss. Nope, not at all. She probably just imagined their proximity. After all, it faded in seconds, she probably never moved closer, she probably never closed her eyes, it was all just her imagination, yup, imagination.

Content with her conclusion she fell asleep with the smallest bit of subconscious hope settling in a foreign region of her heart.

---*---

"Morning." Lily greeted lazily, shuffling into the kitchen and yawning deeply.

"Hey Lil." Miley answered stiffly, slaving over the stove.

"It's Saturday, got any plans?"

"Nah, but here you go, came down at just the right time." Miley handed the plate of eggs over to Lily, brushing her hand in the process. As soon as they made contact, Miley pulled her hand away so fast it literally made a whoosh sound in the air.

"Wow a little jumpy this morning huh? Too much coffee already?" Lily laughed and Miley offered a small forced chuckle. Her eyes were a little darker in their circles and she looked nervous and anxious. Lily knew she was probably thinking about last night. Might as well clear the air.

"Look is something on your mind Miles?"

"No, nothing's on my mind. What would be on my mind?"

"I dunno, anything happen last night?"

"No! What happened last night?! I mean nothing happened last night. Last night was uneventful. What do you mean what happened last night?!"

"I…uh…didn't mean anything, just wondering if something happened." Lily said, feeling very uncomfortable with Miley's sudden burst of anxiety. She did imagine the whole thing. Miley never meant to kiss her. Boy was that a relief.

"Right, ohhh you mean going out with Oliver? No I told you I had fun doing that." Miley played off like she had no idea what was going on, quite proud of herself for completely diverting the attention from the kiss. Wait, was Lily even referring to the kiss?

Miley came around to sit at the island with Lily, but she scooted the chair a little further away from normal, making the blonde more than a little suspicious.

"I think you need a boyfriend Lil, ya know like me."

Lily sighed heavily. Was this really gonna turn into a 'me and Jake will live happily ever after' discussion?

"No I'm good. They're too much trouble. And, ha, you still consider that loser your boyfriend?"

"Well he is Lily, and I love him. I mean I'm not some dumb lesbian." Miley said that last part in pure malice as though she were accusing Lily.

"Neither am I Miley." Lily said, trying to keep her cool.

"Well you never have any boyfriends!" Why am I picking on her? Miley thought. Why can't I stop?

"I have had boyfriends Miley. I just don't need one right now, can you just drop it for God's sake." Why won't she just leave me the fuck alone?!

"Sure you have Lily. Why does this make you so uncomfortable then?"

"Because you're being a bitch just like when we met. What the fuck's gotten into you?!"

"You've gotten into me! You're just some stupid mooch hanging around this place like a bum."

Lily stood, her face was red with anger.

"You invited me you stupid bitch! I didn't even wanna live here, you know that!"

"Oh stop your whining you…you…whore!"

"Oh go fuck yourself Miley. Better yet, go fuck Jake. Because frankly, I don't give a shit anymore and I'm tired of playing house with you like I'm your little baby doll friend."

With that, Lily marched to the door, slammed it so hard the frame nearly cracked, and walked nearly two miles before just plopping down on the curb with her face buried in her arms and her knees buried in her chest. What had just happened? What's wrong with Miley?

---*---

Miley closed her eyes and put her face in her hand, softly crying. What possessed her to do that to Lily? She could see the hurt in Lily's eyes as she left. She was a monster, a heart breaking monster.

But she was doing the right thing. She couldn't like Lily, they weren't meant to be friends. She just couldn't. She couldn't. She did the right thing. She had to remember that she was off-limits. She would endanger Lily's safety. She loved Jake, she had to remember she loved him. And as she looked around, tears pouring down her eyes, she could still faintly smell the vanilla of Lily, but the room had gotten darker as it sighed for her absence.

Dramaaaaaaa… don't pretend you don't love it. And who doesn't wanna totally slap some common sense into Miley?