A/N Okay, weird Jackson/Lilly fic. I had this idea awhile ago, but I'm still not sure if I should continue it. It's kind of stupid, but tell me if you like it or not and if you want me to continue.

Chapter 1

Awkward Moment

He hungrily stared deeply into my eyes and then placed his lips against my neck leaving butterfly kisses up toward my lips.

"Jackson…" I gasped out as his hands ran throughout my body.

Here we lay sprawled on the ground at the beach on a beach towel and for some strange reason, we were macking.

A night filled with love and passion with the person that I never thought I'd be with: Jackson.

"Lilly." He whispered just before placing his lips tenderly over mines.

'Should I really be doing this with Jackson?' I ask myself and I flipped our bodies around so that I could take control. I pulled away from Jackson and smiled at him.

"You're so pretty, just makes me want you even more." He placed his hands on my shoulders and pulled me down for another kiss.

"Mmm…" I pulled away and trailed kisses down his neck. I ran my hands through his bare chest going lower past his bellybutton leading to his...

"Ahh!" I screamed and woke up from that lustful dream. I looked around me and found that I was still in my same old boring room. I was tangled up in my blanket from tossing and turning in my sleep and I was drenched in sweat just because of that dream and it scared me.

I've been having dreams like this of Jackson for a while now and I just don't know why. Each time I had them, we would go farther and farther and this dream, I definitely didn't want to see what would happen next.

I stood up from my bed and patted my chest trying to get my racing heart to slow down. 'Is there something wrong with me? Why am I having these dreams of Jackson?' These pending questions, I've been waiting a while to be answered. I haven't told anyone about these dreams because they were just too embarrassing.

I guess it's normal for a 15 year old girl to be having these dreams because we're "growing" and what most adults say, "Teenagers and their raging hormones". Then again, having erotic dreams about your best friends' brother is quite overwhelming.

'I want these dreams to stop, but at the same time I want them to go on. Is that wrong?' I asked myself and rubbed at my eyes.

I looked at myself in my full length mirror and eyed myself up and down. I was definitely growing up there, but I don't know. I still find myself unattractive although I have been asked out a few times by random people.

I quickly walked toward my bathroom where I removed my clothing and took a long cold shower to help me get thoughts of Jackson out of my mind.

'This is just wrong and yet I still wonder what would happen if I hadn't woken up.' I tweaked and slapped my face realizing what I had just said. 'No Lilly, don't think like this!' Then my thoughts went back to Jackson. I just couldn't help but wonder if he did look like how he did in my dream.

'Oh Lord, help me, I must be going crazy.' I pleaded and got out of the shower. I was shivering by now and ran to my room to get changed. As soon as I finished changing, I ran downstairs and bumped into my mother.

"Lilly, don't run in the house or you'll fall." She scolded me once I reached the bottom steps.

"Sorry mom, I promise I'll try and not do it." I shrugged and sat down on the last step so I could put on my shoes.

"And yet you don't do it." She rolled her eyes at this time. She leaned against the door frame and crossed her arms. "Why were you screaming this morning?"

I felt my cheeks heat up. 'Is she really asking me this question?' I asked myself and stood up. I started to feel embarrassed. "Uhh… I had a nightmare and I got scared." I said. I wasn't really lying, wouldn't you think that it was a nightmare if you dreamt about the one guy you thought as a brother figure and there you are making out with him wearing nothing but a bikini? I would pretty much call that a nightmare.

"You sure?" She raised an eyebrow at me looking as though she didn't believe me.

"Yes mom." I walked toward the door leading to the garage so that I could get me my skateboard.

"Oh really? Well, you know, you can tell me anything. Tell me about your nightmares and I can probably help you get rid of them." Mom said and followed me to the garage.

"I know, I pretty much got my dreams under control, but I'll take your offer when it is needed." I replied and got on my skateboard.

"Be careful!" She shouted for me as I skateboarded on the sidewalk.

"I know mom, I'll see you tonight!" I shouted back and headed for the Stewarts house.

Minutes later I reached the house. Skating up the driveway, the first thing I see was Jackson's car with the hood up.

'He must be home and working on his car again. I should probably avoid him.' I nodded and skidded past his car hoping he wouldn't see me, but to my delight, I hear him call for my name.

"Hi Lilly."

I stopped on my skateboard and turned around to face him. "Hey Jackson." I looked at him and felt my mouth fall open.

There he was, shirtless, with a nice toned upper body. He is more on the muscular side than the chubby side which is a total plus on him. He was leaning against the front of his car with his shirt on his shoulder.

'Wow, he looks exactly like how I imagined him to look like. I guess that answers the question I asked myself earlier today. So I'd give him a 9 out of 10.' I shook my head and turned around. My face was completely red right about now. 'I shouldn't be thinking this way. And the fact that I'm rating him makes it even more sad.' I covered my face and carefully breathe in and out.

"You okay?" I could feel him walk closer to me.

"Mhmm."

I felt something grasp onto my shoulder and I looked at it seeing a hand. From the hand, my eyes traveled up the arm and found who the hand belonged to and it was Jackson's. 'I should've already known that it was Jackson's hand, I mean he is the only one here with me.'

He looked at me giving me the 'You sure you're okay?' kind of look and I nodded.

"Really, I'm fine." I smiled and pushed his hand away from me. "I have to… Uhh… Talk to Miley… Bye" I walked toward the house leaving both Jackson and my skateboard in the middle of the driveway.

'He must be wondering why I'm acting so weird today.' being trapped in my thoughts, I tripped on my own feet and started to laugh.

'Oh gosh, I sound like an idiot.' I shook my head and entered the house.

'He must think that there's something wrong with me. That felt so weird. How can he in particular make me feel this way?' I bit on my lower lip and headed up the stairs to Miley's room. 'I seriously need someone to talk to right now to get my mind off Jackson.'

A/N Soooo… should I continue it? I know the first part, the italicized part, was whacky, but yeah it was a dream if you didn't get it by now.