I Know, I know, I'm a horrid person for taking so long to update, but I have a perfectly good excuse. My trial of Microsoft Word ran out and so I couldn't continue writing or anything. It sucked, but luckily I found something I can use on my comp. Anyways, yeah. I don't own anything and the song I use in this chapter is Angels On The Moon by Thriving Ivory.

Chapter 5: Angels On The Moon

"So how did your date go?" Jackson grinned as he walked into the living room Saturday morning only to see his baby sister sitting on the couch.

"I'll say this one more time to get it through your tiny little brain. It. Was. Not. A. DATE!" Jackson easily dodged the pillow that came flying in his direction.

"Fine. How was your little get together?" He rolled his eyes, walking into the kitchen to grab a bite to eat.

"It was . . . good. Well after we left the theater. When Kourtnie and Oliver came it was horrible." Miley crossed her arms.

"Kourtnie? Who's that? Oliver's girlfriend?" Jackson raised an eyebrow as he poured himself some cereal.

"No. Lilly's date. Oliver was mine."

Jackson burst out laughing. "You went on a double date with Oliver!?"

"Yes." Miley glared at her older brother.

When Jackson finally calmed himself down he walked over to the couch and sat down. "And who's this Kourtnie girl anyways?" He asked through a mouthful of Captain Crunch.

"Some stupid Australian fire crotch."

"Fire crotch?" Jackson had to try not to laugh so he wouldn't choke on his cereal.

"Yeah. Look at me, I'm Kourtnie. Good 'ay mate! Let's throw some shrimp on the barby!" Miley did her best impression of an Australian accent, but just failed horribly.

"Wow. Unbelievable." Jackson put down his bowl of cereal, looking at his little sister.

"I know! She's so—"

"No, I mean you."

"Stupid older brother say what?" Miley looked at him confused, her southern twang coming out even more.

"You sound like a jealous girlfriend."


"Yes you! Miley, face it. You're jealous." Jackson smirked, crossing his arms and sitting back in his seat.

"I'm NOT jealous JERKSON!" Miley gave him an icy glare.

"Oh really? So why are you so bothered by this Kourtnie girl?"

"I . . . well she . . ."

"Exactly." Jackson cut in, the smirk on his face only got bigger. "You have it bad for Lillian Truscott."

"That's impossible Jackson. Not only is she a girl, but she's just not my type. She's stubborn, she eats with her mouth open, she always smiles that stupid smile when she knows she's right . . ." Miley looked down and smiled a bit as she remembered some of the good times they shared. "She . . . she makes me laugh when I want to cry, she makes my hands shake when she's close, and makes my heart pound and my skin tingle when she . . ." Miley blushed, bringing her hand up to her cheek. "When she kisses my cheek . . ."

"Wow . . . you really do have it bad." Jackson smiled, looking at his baby sister.

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Miley quickly dropped her hand and looked down, her blush increasing.

"You love her Miley."

"Like a friend."

"No. Like you're IN love with her. Miley, why are you denying your feelings for Lilly?" Jackson scooted closer to the brunette; he was now playing the role of a concerned older brother.

"You're crazy." Miley glared at him and stood up.

"No, you're crazy if you let her go."

"Speaking of which, I have to go. I have things to do today." Miley quickly left the house, without really saying good-bye to her older brother. "Ha!" Miley laughed to herself as she walked along the sidewalk, unsure of where she was really going. "That's a laugh . . . Me, Miley Stewart, in love with Lillian Truscott. That's just ridiculous . . ."

Before Miley knew it she was at Rico's; her stomach grumbled reminding her that she forgot to eat some breakfast. "Well, I might as well eat while I'm here." Miley took a seat at an available table.

"Are you stalking me?" Came a soft angelic voice that caused Miley to snap her head up. "Lilly?" Miley looked up at the blonde sporting a signature Rico's shirt with a menu in her hand. "Y-you work at Rico's?" "Yup!" The blonde smiled, placing the menu on the table.

"I didn't know that." Miley smiled a bit as she suddenly slipped into lala land and observed how the sun that was shining behind Lilly made it look like she was glowing; it also made her long blonde locks shine and her baby blues stick out even more. 'She looks like an angel.' The brunette sighed dreamily, resting her head on her hand as she just looked at the other girl.

"What can I get you to drink? Uh . . . Miley?" Lilly waved her hand in the day dreaming girl's face.

Miley jumped a bit, snapping out of it. "Uh . . . Sorry." She blushed. "Um . . . What was the question again?" The southerner smiled sheepishly.

"Is this the moment where you fall in love with me?" Lilly grinned, crossing her arms as she looked at Miley with an amused look on her face.

"What?" Miley's eyes got big, blushing a deep red.

"You know, there's those moments in those corny movies or stories, the turning point where one character falls for the other." The blonde laughed a bit with a twinkle in her eye.

"I uh . . . Um . . .I don't . . ."

"I was just kidding Miley. Now I believe the question was what do you want to drink?" Lilly couldn't help but smile at how flustered Miley suddenly became.

"Water is fine." Miley mumbled, burying her head in her menu to hide her embarassment.

"Alright! I'll be right back." Lilly winked at Miley, smiling as she walked over to the counter.

The second Lilly was out of sight Miley dropped her head and let it bang onto the table. "Stupid, stupid, stupid!" The brunette brought her head up a little and brought it back down to the table with a soft thump, repeating the process over and over again.

"Here's your water . . . Um . . . Are you ok?" Miley stopped hitting her head and let it rest on the table when she heard that familiar voice again. The brunette quickly sat up and put a big smile on her face only to see a concerned look gracing Lilly's.

"I'm fine!" Miley assured her and cleared her throat. 'I wonder when her break is . . . Maybe she can eat some breakfast with me."

Miley lifted her hand and opened her mouth to ask that exact question when she was cut off by Rico.

"Hey sweet cheeks! Table two needs a refill!" Came the young boys annoying voice.

"Be right back." Lilly walked over to the table and filled up their empty glasses with water as Miley lowered her hand and looked down, embarrassed for what felt like the millionth time that morning. When Miley shyly looked back up she saw Lilly across the way looking at her. She couldn't help, but smile and look away shyly as Lilly smiled back at her.

"So what would you like?" Lilly kept the smile on her face as she made he way back to Miley.

"To have breakfast with you." Miley smiled, but then blushed when she realized how forward she was being. "I mean uh . . . When's your um . . .your uh . . ." "Break?" Lilly couldn't help, but laugh.

"Yeah . . . I was wondering if you would like to maybe . . ." Miley slouched a bit in her seat when Lilly started to laugh. 'This was probably a bad idea . . .'

"I'd love to have breakfast with you." Lilly smiled and took off her apron, sitting in the seat across from Miley. "I'm taking a break Rico!"

"Really?" The southerner couldn't help but smile as she sat up straighter in her seat.

"Yes, really." Lilly smiled cutely in the other girl's direction, causing yet another blush to spread across Miley's face. "Now I'm feeling like some pancakes." "Me too." Miley smiled as Lilly yelled out for the cook for some pancakes.

As they ate their pancakes they started talking and laughing and having a good time like they used to when they were friends. "I missed this." Miley said with a smile once she had calmed down from her laughter.

"Missed what?" Lilly tilted her head to the side, a confused look gracing her features.

Miley's eyes widened when she realized that she had just slipped up. "The uh . . . Um . . . Awesome pancakes here?" Lilly raised an eyebrow. "The pancakes . . .?" "Yup! The pancakes! Oh! Would you like at the time; I have to go. This was a lot of fun Lilly, hopefully we can do it again soon." Miley quickly stood up, leaving money on the table.

"Wait!" Lilly grabbed Miley's wrist before she could leave. "Is there . . . Something you're not telling me?"

"No. Why would you say that?" Miley smiled innocently.

Lilly just shook her head and let go of Miley's wrist. "It's . . . it's nothing." She smiled a bit. "Hey do you think we could . . . Maybe do this again tomorrow? I had a lot of fun . . ." Lilly looked down blushing.

"Definitly." Miley grinned and hugged Lilly. "I'll see you tomorrow." From that day on Miley started coming to Rico's for breakfast every single day even though both girls thought the food was absolutely dreadful.

On Friday Miley smiled as she walked towards Rico's with a skip in her step; everything was finally starting to fall back into place. She was starting to become best friends with Lilly again.

The brunette stopped dead in her tracks and the smile was wiped off of her face when she saw a certain red head leaning forward on the counter with a flirty smile on her face as she talked to Lilly while Lilly cleaned the counter. Miley felt her blood start to boil when Kourtnie leaned across the counter and kissed Lilly on the cheek. She quickly snapped out of it when Kourtnie walked away from Ricos.

"Hey Miley." Kourtnie smirked as she walked by the brunette; there was an evil glint in the Australian's eyes that made Miley feel uneasy.

Miley swallowed her feelings and just nodded her head in acknowledgement, heading to her usual table with Lilly where the blonde was now waiting.

"Hey . . . Um what was that about with Kourtnie?" Miley asked as she took a seat.

"Oh, she was just making sure we were still on for our date tonight." Lilly smiled as she opened the menu, looking at all of her options.

"Oh." Miley mumbled, looking down at her menu that had suddenly become very interesting. "Where are you guys going for your date?" "Her place."

"Her place!?" Miley looked up at Lilly, a million thoughts were racing through her mind. "Yeah, she's going to make me dinner." Lilly smiled.

"And that's it . . . Right?" Miley suddenly felt sick to her stomach thinking about all the possible things Kourtnie would try to do with Lilly.

"Um . . . I don't know . . . Why?" Lilly finally looked up from her menu, confused as to why Miley was asking all of these questions. "No reason . . ." The secret pop-star mumbled. "Hey . . . I've actually . . . Lost my appetite . . . I think I'm going to go home and rest, I'll see you later." Miley abruptly stood up and went home, leaving a very confused Lilly.

"How was your little breakfast date?" Jackson grinned as Miley walked through the door, but his smile quickly disappeared when he saw how upset Miley looked. "Miley . . . Is everything ok?" "Peachy . . ." Was the only thing Miley said before she walked up to her room and collapsed onto her bed.

Miley slowly made her way up to Lilly's room. She had been waiting in the living room when she heard some strange noises coming from upstairs. She couldn't quite make out the sounds exactly, but when she heard something that sounded like a lamp crash to the ground she made the rash decision to run up to the skater's room. What she saw when she opened the door wasn't what she expected at all. There stood Kourtnie in just her bra and underwear lifting Lilly up by her thighs, who was equally naked and bare, onto her table in a heated make out session. On the ground next to the table laid the broken lamp that the two girls had apparently pushed off the table to make room for them. All Miley could do was stand there as Lilly buried her hands deep in Kourtnie's red luscious locks, kissing the other girl with all the passion she could muster. Kourtnie and Lilly pulled away from the desk and Miley watched in horror as Kourtnie pinned Lilly against the wall; the blonde's wrists were held firmly in her hands as she continued to kiss her senseless. The fiery red head opened up her crystal blues, locking with the southerner's immediately. The brunette felt something horrible churn in the pit of her stomach as she watched a smirk form on the other girls face, mocking her in a way. Miley flinched when Kourtnie abruptly turned Lilly around so her chest was pressed against the wall and her perfect tan body was pressed against Lilly's back. Kourtnie suddenly grabbed the blondes hair, yanking her head back and ravishing the other girl's neck, kissing, sucking, and nibbling on it posessively. The feeling in Miley's stomach grew stronger and stronger, slowly bubbling to the surface as she watched Kourtnie's free hand slowly slide down Lilly's tan taught stomach and disappear into the front of the other girl's lingerie. Miley finally lost it when a soft moan emitted from Lilly's mouth.

"Stop!" Miley sat up in bed, chest heaving, covered in a light layer of cold sweat. She looked around and realized she was in her room and let out a sigh of relief, but that bubbling feeling she felt in her dream was still there. Seeing Lilly and Kourtnie like that made her feel immensely, mind numbingly . . . jealous.

Miley was brought out of this revelation when she heard something hit her window. She looked at it curiously only to see that nothing was there. "That was weird." Miley mumbled as she laid back down. She closed her eyes only to hear that same noise again. The brunette let out a huff as she opened her eyes and threw the covers off of her as she made her way to the window. When she opened it she was greeted with something small pegging her right in the eyes.

"Ow!" Miley held her right eye and turned away from the window.

"Oh my god Miley! I'm so sorry! Are you ok!?"

"Lilly?" Miley poked her head out again only to see the said blonde smiling sheepishly two stories below her. "Lilly, what are you doing here it's . . ." Miley turned to look at the time and then back to Lilly. "It's 1 am!" The southerner whisper yelled. "Yeah . . . I know." The blonde rubbed the back of her head. "I just um . . . I wanted to see you." She looked down blushing.

"You couldn't wait like 7 hours?" Miley glared down at the other girl.

"No." Lilly looked back up and locked eyes with Miley, causing the wind to be knocked out of the southerner. "I'll be down in a second." Was all Miley said as she closed the window and hastily changed into something more suitable than pajamas. "Whoa, where are you going at this hour?" Jackson asked from the couch as Miley came zooming down the stairs. "None of your business." Miley glared at him as she started walking towards the door. "Wait . . . Is Lilly outside or something?" Jackson grinned. "Mind your own business." The brunette glared at her older brother as she continued her journey to the front door. Her eyes went wide as Jackson started to run to the door.

"It is Lilly isn't it?" Jackson grinned, his hand was on the handle and he was about to open the door when Miley pulled him away and pushed him down. "Stop it Jerkson!" Miley quickened her pace and was about to reach the door when Jackson grabbed her ankle and made her fall. "But I want to say hi!" He laughed trying to crawl his way past his sister, but she quickly pulled him back and hit him in the face with a lone pillow that was laying on the floor. The brunette saw her opening when the pillow hit him in the face and he released his grip on her so she quickly got up and headed for the door, but right as she got to the door she had a change of heart and quickly turned back around and ran back to her brother.

"Idiot!" Miley yelled as she kicked him in the stomach and then ran back to the door, quickly leaving before the pillow he had thrown could hit her. "Let's go." Miley smiled as she heard the pillow hit the door right as she closed it.

"Is everything ok?" Lilly raised an eyebrow. "I thought I heard a struggle." "Nah, everything is fine." Miley smiled as she grabbed Lilly's hand, pulling her away from the house before Jackson could come out and embarrass her. "So what do you want to do?" Miley smiled her charming smile.

"How about we go to that place you showed me on the beach?" "Sounds fun." Miley grinned as she lead the way to their special little spot. "So . . . How was your date with Kourtnie?" The brunette took a seat on the sand once they reached their destination.

"It was ok." Lilly shrugged as she sat down as well, looking out at the ocean. "Just ok?" "Yeah." Lilly laughed a bit, looking over at Miley. "Just ok." "What does that mean? What did you guys do?" Miley bit her lower lip, looking down, dreading the answer.

"It wasn't amazing or anything. We just ate some food and watched a movie. I just left her place like 15 minutes ago." The blonde rubbed the back of her head sheepishly.

"You were there until 1 am? Is that really all you did?" Miley looked back up at Lilly.

"What's with all the questions?" Lilly laughed. "It feels like an interrogation." "I was just curious about how your date went." Miley blushed, shifting her eyes to the side. "Well it doesn't really matter how it went, I'm not going to go on another date with her anyways." Lilly smiled and stood up stretching her sore limbs.

"What do you mean? Why?" Miley looked up at the other girl, confusion written all over her face.

"I feel like a nice swim." Lilly smiled down at Miley, completely ignoring the question and then took off running towards the water. "Wait! Lilly!" Miley stood up, reaching out for the other girl. "Damnit Lilly." Miley mumbled under her breath as she took off running after the other girl, kicking off her shoes as she chased the blonde into the ocean.

Miley let out a yelp as she ran into the freezing cold water; she started to run back to shore when Lilly suddenly came running out of the water already soaking wet and grabbed her from behind.

"Oh no you don't!" Lilly grinned, pulling Miley back into the ocean. Once they were in deep enough Lilly brought both of them down into the water despite Miley's protests.

"Lillian Truscott!" Miley yelled as she brought herself back to the surface. "You are so dead!" The brunette yelled after the retreating form of Lilly who had already made it to ankle deep water.

Seconds later Miley was in hot pursuit of her laughing assailant who, to her displeasure, kept turning around and splashing her with water.

Do you dream, that the world will know your name?
So tell me your name (tell me your name)
Do you care, about all the little things or anything at all? (or anything at all)

"Gotcha!" The southerner pounced on her prey, causing both to go tumbling onto the shore where tiny waves would splash them occasionally. Miley grinned as she looked down at Lilly laying underneath her; she had won. Her grin got bigger when she saw the way Lilly was looking up at her. "Is this the moment where you fall in love with me?" The brunette smirked, maintaining eye contact with her best friend.

I wanna feel, all the chemicals inside I wanna feel (I wanna feel)
I wanna a sunburn, just to know that I'm alive
To know I'm alive (to know I'm alive)

"Nope." Lilly was broken from her daze and laughed, looking up at the other girl.

"Mhm sure" Miley grinned, but the smile was wiped off her face as she remembered why she had pursued the girl in the first place. "Now tell me . . . Why isn't it going to work out with you two?" "She's just not my type." Lilly replied, looking up intently at Miley.

"I think I've heard that somewhere before." Miley grinned. "And what is your type?"

Don't tell me if I'm dying, 'cause I don't wanna know
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go
Don't wake me 'cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon

"You." Miley was unable to reply as a pair of soft lips pressed against her own. Her eyes went wide, but slowly closed as she leaned more into Lilly and kissed her back slowly. Lilly placed one hand on the back of Miley's neck, bringing her closer as the kiss intensified. A couple seconds later both girls pulled away breathless with their eyes closed.

Do you believe, in the day that you were born?
Tell me, do you believe? (do you believe)
And do you know, that every day's
The first of the rest of your life?

"Wow . . ." Was all Miley could say as she rested forehead against Lilly's, her breathing still heavy and uneven.

"Yeah . . ." Both slowly opened their eyes and smiled at the other.

"Ah!" Both let out high pitched screams as a cold wave splashed against them. "Let's get out of here before we catch a cold." Miley stood up and grabbed the other girl's hand, helping her up.

"Yeah, that would be a good idea." Lilly laughed as she shook some water out of her hair and started to walk back to her place, dragging a dreamy Miley along the way.

It wasn't long before they reached the blonde's house. "Well um . . . Good night."

Don't tell me if I'm dying, 'cause I don't wanna know
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go
Don't wake me 'cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon

Lilly looked down blushing and started to head inside when Miley suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her back, reuniting their lips once again.

This is to one last day in the shadows
And to know a brother's love
This is to New York City angels
And the rivers of our blood
This is to all of us, to all of us

So don't tell me if I'm dying, 'cause I don't wanna know
If I can't see the sun, maybe I should go
Don't wake me cause I'm dreaming, of angels on the moon
Where everyone you know, never leaves too soon

Yeah, you can tell me all your thoughts
'Bout the stars that fill polluted skies
And show me where you run to
When no one's left to take your side
But don't tell me where the road ends
'Cause I just don't wanna know,
No I don't wanna know

"Night." Miley said softly as she pulled away. Lilly just smiled as she made her way into her house and closed the door behind her, leaving a love sick Miley on her porch. The brunette left soon after and walked home in a daze, ignoring her brother's questions about why she was soaked and simply went up to her room. She just laid down on her bed, ignoring the fact that she was completely wet and looked up at the ceiling with the biggest smile on her face. "Maybe they were right."

Don't tell me if I'm dying
Don't tell me if I'm dying

Well there you have it. Chapter 5. Sorry if it was kind of lacking, i've been busy with my senior portfolio crap, i need to graduate lol. But yeah, it would be awesome if you left a review, i'll try to update again asap. If you have any ideas for the next chapter feel free to share them with me. I could use some inspiration :)