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Author's note: Sorry,sorry,sorry, there is no excuse for why it took me so long to update i had time and didn't and I really should have after all of the awesome reviews I've been getting, you guys are amazing and thank you so much, every single one I'm writing this for you guys and I intended on updating it like the day after the last update and ... that didnt happen, and i deeply apologize once again, hopefully next time ill be quicker updating.

Lilly's Pov

I paced back and forth at the foot of my bed, chewing my nails. I had a terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach but I didn't quite know what it was. It was 2.a.m and I tried sleeping but it just didn't come. I closed my eyes and rolled over and smelled miley's scent in the pillow and ever since I've been pacing, hoping, praying, waiting for her to come back. God I hope they didn't fall asleep and snuggle or something. The thought of that made me sicker.

I couldn't take it anymore and finally I grabbed the phone and called Mikayla's cell. "Uh... hi?" Was the groggy greeting that I got. "Hey Mikayla, I'm sorry it's late but are you still with Miley?" I asked, trying to control the shakiness in my voice. I heard her chuckle and then she asked in a husky voice, "You mean that slut?" I gritted my teeth, using all of my strength not to yell at her. "The call girl..." I corrected, and she laughed again. "I left her at the hotel... she couldn't handle me, I mean she actually blacked out, can you believe it?" She had started laughing harder now, she thought this was hilarious.

"Mikayla that isn't in any way funny, is she okay?... what hotel was it?" I asked, frantically and I heard her shuffle around for a second and then pause, "I really don't give a crap, but you sound like your dying over there, I got the room key on my desk if you want you can come pick it up if you care so much." She mumbled and I instantly shoved my shoes on and grabbed my keys. "Great I'll be right over in like a half a second thanks." I said before hanging up, not even waiting for a response.

I wanted to get to Miley, it was all I cared about at the moment. I barely recall driving the car and going to Mikaylas and getting the key and before I can blink, I'm standing in front of the room. I'm biting my lip, wondering if I should knock. I knocked lightly and then pressed my ear against the door, I couldn't hear anything,no movement and not even a tv.

I slowly slid the card in the slot and opened the door and swallowed hard... Miley's cloths lay in various places all over the room and she lay ontop of the bed, wearing nothing but a bra. I knelt next to the bed and watched her for a moment, waiting for her to take a breath, and after what seemed like hours, but was probably a second or two, she did. I let out a big sigh of relief and then noticed that she was sweating, and her whole body seemed flushed...

I carefully reached over and put the back of my hand on her burning hot forehead. I was about to withdraw my hand but before I could she shifted, and then slowy brought her hand up and held my wrist in place. Her eyes fluttered open and she stared at me, speachlessly, her bottom lip trembling and her eyes wet. She let go of my wrist and I placed the keycard on the nightstand. I bent over and kisseed her forehead, then looked deeply into her eyes. She sniffled and then a tear fell down her cheek.

I wanted to say something... anything... I wanted to hear her voice as well, but there wasn't anything to say.I kissed her cheek where the trail of her tear ended. Then I lifted the blankets slightly and she hesitantly got into them, me folling suit, getting into the bed and wrapping my arm arms around her. She shifted so that her face was buried into my neck and kissed it before mouthing the words, I love you, against my skin. I let out a deep breath and stroked her hair and said, "I love you too."