I know I've been absent in writing for awhile. I've actually been reading/writing things in the HP world and I have uploaded a story for it that you guys should go check out. So this is my newest Hannah Montana story. Of course it's somewhat AU and it's going to be sad in the beginning, just to warn you. But it is and will be a Liley so if you don't like it, don't read it. The title is subject to change because I'm not sure I like the title. I will post Miley's POV and Lilly's POV and I hope no one gets confused with it. The alternating POV chapters won't be the same completely so I wouldn't suggest skipping any future chapters. But enough of this crap, enjoy the story!


[Miley's POV]

The broken clock is a comfort, it helps me sleep tonight.

Maybe it can't stop tomorrow from stealing all my time.

And I am here still waiting, though I still have my doubts.

I am damaged at best, like you've already figured out...

What do you do when the one you love breaks your heart? Well if you're alter ego is Hannah Montana, you distance yourself by going on a worldwide tour. And what do you do when you're going to be gone for nearly half a year? You tell your best friend and hope she'll go with you. But the real question is, what if the one you love, the one that broke your heart, is your best friend?

Ah, this would be my problem. I, Miley Stewart, am in love with my best friend/girlfriend (ex now I suppose) Lilly Truscott, and she shattered my heart in to a million pieces just in the stretch of one day. As I packed my Hannah clothes for my tour, I couldn't fight back the haunting memories of the night before.


I was driving on my way to Lilly's house to ask her if what Oliver had drunkenly told me early was true or not. I was already a mess, crying heavily and my mascara running down my face. I didn't want to believe that Lilly would do something so awful, but I needed to find out for sure. I pulled up to Lilly's apartment complex and got out of my car, the rain pouring down on me; not even bothering to try to shield myself from the cold droplets of water.

When I reached her door, I let myself in with my key and found Lilly sitting on the couch watching tv. She jumped up in surprise when she saw me. As she studied my disheveled appearance, her eyes filled with worry. She walked over to comfort me but when she put her hand on my shoulder, I shrugged it off.

"Oliver told me what you did Lilly. He told me that you guys were drunk one night at a party not long after we got together and that you hooked up with a girl there. Please Lilly, please tell me that's not true. Please tell me he's lying," I begged although I already knew the answer, fresh tears starting to form in my eyes.

Lilly stood there open mouthed for a second, like she couldn't comprehend what I was saying. Finally, my words registered with her and she attempted to answer, "It was a mistake. I swear I never meant for it to happen. I was drunk and stupid-."

"Save it," I cut her off, walking away. I had heard enough.

"Miley wait!" She begged, chasing me out into the rain.

"No Lilly, Don't!" I shouted, turning around to face her, "How could you?" I was crying again.

"Miles I'm sorry. Please don't do this," She cried, tears streaming down her face.

"Sorry?" I shouted. "No you're not. You know what Lilly, screw you," I said, getting into my car and leaving her standing there in the rain.

I watched her silhouette grow smaller and smaller in my rear-view mirror until it completely disappeared.

*End Flashback*

I fell back on my bed as new tears began to flow. I have never felt pain quite like this and I didn't really know how to deal with it. Lilly was my other half, my soul mate, and in an instant things had crashed and burned. The tears rolled down my cheeks and there was no stopping them. My heart ached for Lilly but I doubted I would ever forgive her. A knock at the door broke my train of thought.

"It's just me bud," My dad called through the door.

"Come in," I muttered weakly.

My dad entered the room, sitting on the bed beside me, and brushing a strand of hair out of my face. "Now Miles you know that running away from problems don't solve em," He reasoned.

"I know daddy. But I can't be around her, she broke my heart. I need to get away for awhile," I said, holding back more tears.

My dad leaned down and kissed my forehead, " I know she hurt you Miles, but talking might help clear the air. But whatever you decide, I'll stand by it."

"Thanks daddy," I said.

"Well bud you better get some sleep, your flight leaves early in the morning," He said, getting up to leave and turning the lights off. "I know you're hurting right now Miley, but give it time, your broken heart will heal," He comforted, shutting the door as I drifted off to sleep.

The next morning came all too soon and I woke up with a massive headache. I slowly got out of bed and made my way to my bathroom. I turned the shower on as hot as it would go and let the water stream down over me. I didn't get out until the water ran cold. I hastily dried myself off and threw on some clothes, allowing my hair to air dry.

After I brushed my teeth, I went back into my room to pack some last minute items. My phone started to ring on my bedside table. I looked at the caller-id to see that it was Lilly and hit 'ignore' sending it to voicemail. I put my phone in my pocket and sighed, going back into my bathroom to finish drying my hair. When it was dry, I threw it up into a messy bun and went downstairs where my dad was cooking breakfast.

"Mornin bud, how'd ya sleep?" He asked.

"Okay I guess," I replied, sitting at the table.

I didn't really feel like eating but I took a bite of toast so my dad didn't start questioning me. He raised an eyebrow but let the subject drop. I scooted my eggs around my plate until dad said it was time for us to go. I went upstairs to grab my suitcases and came back down, saying goodbye to Jackson before getting in the car with my dad.

Thankfully the ride to the airport was a silent one. When we arrived, my dad got out and helped me get my bags. He walked me through security and to the loading gate. I had arrived just as my flight was boarding.

"I'm gonna miss ya Miles," He said, hugging me.

"I'm gonna miss you too daddy. I'm gonna miss everyone," I said, knowing full well that I would miss Lilly regardless of how much she hurt me.

"Don't forget to call everyday, twice a day if it's not a concert day" He said, laughing a little and handing me my carry-on bag.

"Okay dad," I replied, giving him a half-smile.

"Me and Jackson will be at your concert in L.A. in a couple of months. Please take care of yourself," My dad said, concern evident in his voice.

I nodded. "I will dad. I just need to get away," I replied sadly.

I hugged him again and turned to walk through the gate. I took my seat in first class next to the window. When the plane was done boarding, I was glad to see that the seats next to me remained unoccupied. I put my headphones in and turned on my iPod as I braced for takeoff. Once we had made it in the air, I looked out my window to see all of Malibu below me. Just before we got too far off the ground, I caught a glimpse of Lilly's apartment, bringing fresh tears to my eyes.

"I'm falling apart Lilly," I muttered quietly to myself before laying my head against the window, and shutting out the world and the hurt I felt.

I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing.

With a broken heart that's still beating...

Song is "Broken" by Lifehouse

AN: I'm gonna try to remain consistent with my updating, but if I get busy, I'm going to apologize in advance. I hope you like this idea, it's sad and slow but I know where it's going so don't worry! I wasn't going to upload this until I had nearly finished it but I need a constructive outlet right now because I'm overwhelmed with stress. I really need some feedback though so reviews are greatly appreciated. Let me know what you think!