"Miley?" I breathed out. I was confused; Miley was in New York, right? So how is she sitting on my bed right now? I took a few steps closer, and realized it really was Miley.

"I-uh, well… New York just wasn't New York without Lola," Miley said hesitant, unsure of how I'd react.

"But you just called me?" I questioned.

"Well I wanted this to be a surprise… I got to New York last night, and then I told my dad to cancel all my Hannah things and we flew back here," she stood up now and walked closer to me.

"But why would you do that?"

"Because I don't want to be too late," Miley's eyes adverted to the floor. She doesn't want to be late?

"Late for what?" she just wasn't giving me enough information.

"I wanted to get back before Kim gets you," Miley said exasperated. It was like she just wanted me to automatically understand everything she was saying.

"You mean before Kim understands who I am?" right after I said that I realized how stupid I sounded.

"No," Miley said now frustrated, "I wanted to come back to you, before Kim starts dating you… because I want to date you," she took a deep breath, "Lilly, will you be mine?"

My lips were frozen. They refused to move. My mind stopped. Everything wasn't moving, except one thing. My heart. It was beating faster than it has ever beaten. I felt like it was going to burst a whole in my chest soon. I licked my lips, that was a start, my mouth is somewhat moving. "Uhhhhssss," I wanted to say 'yes,' my vocal cords weren't making the right noise, "Yes!" I was finally able to say.

Miley looked relieved, and she pulled me into hug, "I'm sorry I've been so confusing. It's just that it was confusing for me too."

"Doesn't matter, as long as I have you now," I said hugging her back.

"Well to make us official, I still have to do one thing," Miley said pulling her cell phone out of her pocket. She dialed a few numbers, "Hey Jake," she was faking a happy tone, but she had this look of disgust on her face. "Tonight, can you come over? … uh-huh … alright, so 7? … I didn't want to be in New York … so are you going to come? … great I'll see you later," Miley closed her phone. "And you have one thing to do," she said pointing at me.

"Kim?" I asked, I mean we weren't dating, but it's only fair that I tell her the truth.

Miley nodded her head. I sighed, I only knew Kim for 2 days, but somehow she got involved with this.

- - - - - - - - - - - - -

I was sitting on the cold sand. The only light was the light shining from the moon; I grabbed my cell phone to look at the time. It was 9:07, Kim agreed to meet me here at 9. I haven't seen Miley since she showed up at my house as a surprise. I wonder how everything went with her and Jake.

Right now, my heart is telling me I'm the happiest person on earth, but my brain is telling me that I went through too much to get here… and I still have another mile to go. I looked to my left, and saw the silhouette of someone approaching me; it's probably Kim. I watched the waves crash on the sand while I waited for Kim to come to me.

"Hey," she said sitting next to me. Even in the darkness I could see she was smiling, happy to see me.

"Hey," I meant to sound happy, but it ended up coming out like a depressed sigh, and she noticed that right away.

"What's wrong?" she asked moving closer to me, and placing her hand on my shoulder.

"I… have to tell you something," I refused to look at her, I felt horrible for leading her on, only to tell her now that I have Miley, she means nothing to me. "Miley came back from New York… for me," I stole a quick glance at her face, only to see understanding plastered on it.

"I figured it'd end like this sooner or later," she didn't sound happy or depressed, it was neutral, and for that I was glad.

"You're okay with this?"

"Of course," she gave me a small smile just for reassurance.

"Want to come to the mall tomorrow with me and Miley? It'll give you a chance to get to know her, she's a pretty rad person."

"Sounds great, just call me?"

"Sure thing," I said, before standing up, "well I'll see you later," I gave Kim a quick hug before walking off.

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I arrived at Miley's house a little past 9:30, I walked into her house, and went straight up to her room. When I reached there, I noticed Jake was still over, he was sobbing. "Mileyyyy," he whined. Oh, I hated his voice, especially when it was whiny.

Miley looked over at me, she gave me a sad smile, "He's been here for 2 hours now…" she grumbled.

"Miley please don't leave me! You're the only who treats me like a person…" he looked absolutely pathetic.

"You don't treat me like a person though! You act like you just expect me to… argh!" Miley didn't even want to finish, she obviously was just fed up with Jake, "please just go already," she said it with so much force, she was trying her best not to yell.

Jake stood up, "Fine, but don't expect me to come running back when you realize you've made a mistake," to make sure he got the last word, he stormed out.

I raised an eyebrow at Miley, "What took so long?" I asked.

"Well when he got here, we talked a bit, then I told him, and he just wouldn't stop sobbing. I felt bad, but after a while it just got annoying, you know?"

"Yeah," I responded sitting on the bed with Miley, "Kim took it well, and I invited her to the mall with us tomorrow."

"You didn't," the expression on my face told her I did, "Lilly! Tomorrow's our first day as a couple!" she playfully pushed me.

"Oh c'mon! We're all gonna be one big happy family!" I laughed pushing her back.

"Psh, like Kim'd ever be in my family," Miley reached for her pillow, just in case I decided to pull anything on her.

"Well I just wish Barney could join us tomorrow, and sing his song 'I love you, you love me, we're all one big happy family! With a—" suddenly I was whapped in the head with a pillow.

"Gah! One your singing is horrible, two I hate Barney!" Miley was hysterically laughing.

"Oh you!" I shouted back smiling, grabbing her other pillow and hitting her over the head.

Miley pushed me down, making me fall off the bed, and then she pounced on me, straddling my waist. She dipped her head down, and kissed me softly. I lifted my arms, and put both my hands on her shoulder, and flipped our positions, so I was in control.

I brought my head down, just so our lips were millimeters apart, and held it there. Miley got tired of waiting for me to kiss her, so she moved her head up, but before our lips touched, I pulled back, "If you want these," I pointed to my lips, "you gotta promise to at least get to know Kim."

Miley looked at me with desperate eyes, and I just gave her the look that said 'just-say-yes-so-I-can-kiss-you-already.' "Fine!" Miley agreed, but unhappy, and I gave her the kiss she was waiting for.

FIN. [END