Who You Voting for Again Jake?
by jaymack33
Disclaimer: I own nothing pertaining to these characters and the show so don't sue and you can vote for whoever you want to it's still a free Country for now. Plus the Primaries are already over so that vote is history.
Summary:Miley supports Hillary, While Jake supports Obama in the Democratic Primary. With these two refusing to see each other's point of view, will they be able to make up, make out, or be able to forgive?
Author's Note:Even though I kind of consider this story in the same universe as My Wingman story and even my, He Said She Said story-lines, you don't have to read those stories to read this one. I kind of consider this like what if Jake was a regular in the series so what might an episode be like. Jake and Miley are approximately 18-19 years old in this story. This will probably be either a two-shot or a three-shot. And by the way if your registered whether Republican or Democrat just vote. That's how a true Democracy is supposed to work.
Jake was heading over to Miley's again. Just visiting my girlfriend. I've got flowers. No concerts or movies in the way and even Jake Ryan learns from his mistakes, I called ahead and I know she's home. So, I've got all of these things but most importantly I've got Miley. She's my girl.
I'm waiting for Jake. It's been a while. We try to see each other as much as we can, but we're both in the entertainment field and we always seem to be doing something at the same time and even if we're free it's like how many Hanna Montana concerts can even my boyfriend put up with before going full out Godsmack and Metallica on my ass. I would have liked to go too. He had tickets, but I was too busy at my concert. And then he'll be doing a movie and they treat me really good when I show up on set, but you know what when you've seen one freaking blue screen you've freaking seen them all. But no blue screens now. No drumsticks and guitars, just me and my boy coming over...knock...knock..ring.
Hey Miley...ummmmmmmm...kiss. We don't have to say a thing. I threw the flowers somewhere, I hope! We know the routine. It's been a while but kissing Miley is more than just like riding a bicycle. Hell even if I forgot how to do it and believe me, that's impossible. I would love to pick her up and relearn and learn again.
I just looked into those beautiful green eyes of his and all I wanted was to make out with him until tomorrow, or forever, or at least until my stupid dad comes home and ruins everything. I taste his minty fresh breath and feel his warm tongue gliding along with mine. I have him trained he knows exactly what to do as I feel him lifting me inside and he's got me right where I want him. His muscular frame encompasses me as he firmly kisses me onto my couch. I stroke his head moaning and cooing and once in a while he actually does let me breathe and then we say to hell with it who needs air and we start kissing again.
I'm just licking and kissing and sucking the strawberry right off of her sweet lips. I just can't get enough of her. I love her so much. Her little fingers stroke along and pull my neck even tighter into her and sometimes I realize I'm actually just a little to careful with her when she really just wants me to kiss her even deeper. And I kiss her deeper and I feel myself going deeper and deeper with our love for each other.
TV Background Noise;
And so far the race between the Democratic candidates for the Primary continues. Hillary Clinton the favorite has not been able to shake off the challenge of her less experienced but charismatic opponent Barack Obama. The Clinton's and their supporters feel like it's time for the first woman President of the United States, and the Barack Obama camp and their supporters would tell you there would be an equal change if Obama became the first black President of the United States.
I feel his warm intense mouth surrounding and gliding with mine. I feel goosebumps up and down my skin and...
And I feel her warm mouth pulling mine in tightly. Her teeth lightly brushing against my lips when we pull off to exhale and then calamity struck...
Owwwwwww...I didn't realize why I felt uncomfortable at first, but the noise on the tv kept getting louder and louder. At first I thought it was Jake, but then I realized...
I realized I had Miley on top of the remote control and all this news about Barack Obama and Hillary Clinton kept blaring out at the maximum volume.
Reluctantly I got off of Miley slowly detaching my mouth from her very pretty heart shaped lips and I felt along her back...ouch she cried!
Miley hadn't noticed the remote when Jake had first slammed her onto it on the couch, but it really had digged into her back and she felt a little sore as she desperately tried to lower the volume with the remote lowering the volume of the buzz...the total buzz kill!
I rub her back hoping to get her back in the mood as she lowers the volume with her remote. How, I wish we could just rewind and get ourselves back to where we were just 30 seconds ago as I watch the pundits giving talking points about Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama.
I feel Jake stroking my back, but actually I kind of want to watch a little bit of this. I've never been big on politics, but lately I've kind of been energized, in the hope that this country might get it's first woman President. It's about time!
You know she actually looks like she's into this news program. I guess it is pretty exciting. You have these two really good candidates, and this one dynamic young challenger. I think a change would be really good for this Country.
I picture the first woman President. Miley Stewart!...Heh, heh, Hillary Clinton. I could never be the President, but at least with Hillary winning this nomination coming up. At least I could have been.
You, know seeing him up there speaking the way he speaks just makes me think like he's actually talking to me. These old fogey politicians don't represent change. We need some young blood for our leaders. Someone with a different perspective. These old guys are just a part of the machine. We need change.
So, Jake your into the primary elections too?
A little bit. How about you?
Oh, a little bit. So, I've never asked you, but which party are you registered under?
Oh, Democratic party. You know how it is with us actors who are part of the liberal media.
Yeah, I guess so. So, your of course voting for...for...
Hillary/Obama! We both say it at the same time and the buzz kill from before is looking just like a little country breeze now as I see that glint in Miley's eyes like she wants to say go ahead and make my day or something! I can already picture it. The sage brush. Miley in stirrups. She's got her sixshooters by her side and she's looking me dead in the eye saying do you feel lucky punk? Well do you? This doesn't look too good.
Your voting for him? Your voting for her? We shout in unison.
Oh, boy I know I'm really in for it now! (Jake knows he can't back down, but Oh, I wish I could! God I wish I could!)
Jake it's her turn! Come on what are you saying a woman couldn't be President. She practically was Jake. What do you know about politics anyway? You got your head so far in the clouds when it isn't up some studio executives butt, that you couldn't possibly know the issues! It's her turn Jake!
Something in Jake snapped at her insult to his intelligence. Oh, and you do Miley? Look I'll admit I may not always relate as well as I should in the normal world. And maybe I appear to have my head in the clouds and up some executive's butt I growl, but don't go pretending you know any issues more than me. Look lady I may be busy working but I also pay my bills too. Do, you Miley? Do, you make your house payments. No, that would be your daddy! And when are you moving out again?
Something snaps in me at Jake's retort. Like he's challenging my womanhood! Like just because he was abandoned by his parents and allowed to romp around in wild abandon at a young age, oh so I can't have love for my family and want to stay with them as long as I can. Oh, I'm immature now, and Mr. my latte is tepid do it again! Ohh, I have a hang nail can we film tomorrow. Your going to talk to me like I'm some child and I'm the immature one! Grrrr! Well if that's the way you feel about me Jake. Where you think I'm some sort of child and don't have the ability to be on my own, well I'll show you and you know where the...the door is Jake. So, you can...you can... Miley kind of waves at him away as she suddenly realizes the magnitude of this moment. She's not quite sure this is a break up, but maybe I'm taking this just a leetle bit too far.
She's kicking me out over this! Again my blood boils. If she can eliminate her feelings over me over something stupid like this than...than...fine...I snap I feel my heart swaying and wavering and about to break as I turn away from her beautiful face and I try to focus on her door. Don't look back! Don't or I might break down and cry. I can't give her that too. I just can't!
I watch him slowly going away and for a second I wonder if maybe I should run up and stop him. Maybe this is going just a little too far. But just before I can get the nerve to try to call him back the door closes and I hear more stupid pundits in the background. Well at least I still have you Hillary! As I grab some Edy's mint chocolate chip, a spoon and hopefully everything will work out.
God how I want to turn around and go back! But, I know there won't be any winning for me in there. I just need her too cool off and maybe I can talk to her tomorrow. This can't really be a break up over this can it? How far could she possibly take this? I'm sure by tomorrow everything will be back to normal. Stupid remote! It's all that stupid remote's fault! Yes, by tomorrow everything will be coming up ( I was about to say roses when I saw them on the ground), I pick up the roses I had intended to give to Miley, now wilted and slightly messed up from where I threw them. Hopefully that isn't a sign as I stomp over to my car and drive away.
--To Be Continued--
