Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING DISNEY RELATED INCLUDING ALL THINGS HANNAH MONTANA

WARNING: DO not read unless you do not mind Movie Spoilers. This follows the plot of the movie and quotes specific dialogue and scenes.

A.N.: Okay sooo after watching the movie, and pretty much fluttering with all the Liley scenes, I had to write my interpretaion. The side story that was hidden from the main movie plot ;D. This is all in Lilly's POV. Basically it runs parallel to the movie plot, only this is what is seen through Lilly's eyes. Lilly/Miley love! Now, on with the story!
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Never Lose Me
Chapter 1

Miley was hunched over some magazine Indian style with her cheek resting in her palm. I lay on my stomach across from her looking at a 17 Magazine to see what the latest trend was. Green plaid with a cornflower blue scarf? Bleh! Some trend.

In the background, some Radiohead music played. Miley wanted Maroon 5 on, but I was able to convince her otherwise. She thought that the puppy-dog eyes weren't learn able? Hah! Proved her wrong. I've been able to get my way a lot more often lately, which rocks.

Specifically the song playing was 'House of Cards', a song I was listening to more and more often...

I heard her flip to another page. "Man, nothing interesting. I could swear these shoes went out of style in 2006." She pursed her lips. "That's not even old enough to be retro."

I nodded distantly. Taking that moment, I stole a glance up at her. She was so cute with that bored look on her face..

What? I'm allowed to think my best friend is cute. Is that wrong? Hah, didn't think so.

My eyes locked on to her pursed lips. They were so tantalizing. Even with the dull light in my room, I could tell she was wearing some sort of lip gloss. I wonder if she purposely wore the extra sparkle brand just to tease me. Nevertheless, her lips looked so soft. I often wonder what kind of flavored gloss she had; which was she wearing at that time..?

What? I'm allowed to gaze at my best friend's lips, imagining the taste and feel of them. Is that wrong?

..alright. Maybe that is.

I couldn't help it though. It's Miley. She's amazing in just every sort of way. How could anyone expect not to fall for her? I let out an inner sigh at my traveling thoughts. Fall for her.. just like I had.

A girl.

My best friend.

My straight best friend.

I liked my straight, girl, best friend in a more than 'friendly' way.

Often I wondered if other people had the same problem. They must. So many TV shows have people with unrequited love. Then there are people who write stories or make youtube videos about it. It seems so popular. Yet I feel alone with how I'm feeling. Ugh, I just wished I never would have to know what it feel like. Again I sighed. It truly sucked.

"What's with the sigh?" I heard.

Shoot. I actually sighed aloud? "Erm, oh nothing- not a thing, because it's nothing." Wow, I failed miserably at lying. By the look on her pretty face, she knew it too. I hurriedly looked to the page I was on. "It's just this.. It's this new article. Apparently Hannah dislikes the show 'Friends'."

The brunette teen scoffed. "What? That's my favorite TV series."

I rolled my eyes. "These reporters never get the stories straight. Hmm. Maybe I should become a reporter. I got all my facts right.." I said with a silly smirk. When Miley looked appalled I simply winked at her.

"Ohhhh Lillian Truscott!" she whispered in a phoney angry voice. She crawled over to me and bopped my head with her knuckle. She then rolled into my side, the right side of her body pressed against my left. I smiled along with her. It was these moments I lived for nowadays. Just being close to her. It didn't matter why we were so close. It just felt right.

I took the chance at the close proximity to rest my head on her shoulder. Even laying down she was slightly taller than me (So not fair!). "Don't worry, I never would. I know how important Hannah is to you."

Despite not being able to see her face, I knew she was smiling.

"You're the best Lils," she said with a giggle. "But don't worry, Hannah comes, and always will come, second." she tilted her head to rest on top of mine. "You're always first."

With that being said I could not contain the goofy grin that spread across my face. Taking the warm moment, I rolled on my side and yanked her into a loving hug. "Wanna sleep over tonight?" I asked while still in the hug. I wasn't being forward, perverts. I was just asking as her best friend.

She nodded. "Yeah after the concer-" Her voice stopped and she pulled away abruptly. Her blue eyes widened as soon as they fell onto my blinking alarm clock.

With much force, she pushed herself away from me, sending me tumbling off the bed onto the floor. I landed with a pained 'Oomf!' Damn those wooden floor boards.

"The concert! Oh my gosh Lilly, we have to get to the stadium, Hannah goes live in 2 hours!" she called frantically while grabbing a pair of (my) shoes. As she was lacing them up, I begrudgingly stood. I was unhappy that 'Hannah' had to ruin my moment with Miley.

The next thing I knew, Miley was grabbing my wrist and throwing a jacket in my face.

"Let's go!" she called as we flew down my hallway at a speed Superman would rival.

We reached her car in record time and were on the familiar road to the arena.

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A.N.: So those of you who are familiar with my fanfiction know I usually suck at updating. This will be different I promise. There'll be like.. 6 chapters?
And I'm not gonna be all "I'll only continue if X amount of people review". Nope you'll be stuck with a completed story, no matter how much it sucks xD

Oh and look up the lyrics to "House of Cards" by Radiohead. Beautiful. :)