A/N: Before He Cheats songfic. A bit of Jilly and a bit of Nick Jonas.
Right now, he's probably slow dancing with a bleach blonde tramp and she's probably getting frisky,
Jake Ryan smiled at Lilly Truscott and grabbed her hand. "A dance?" Jake asked Lilly, grinning. Lilly, of course, nodded and jumped up. She was wearing short shorts and a tank top, with her bleach blonde hair tied back. Jake held Lilly close to him, slow dancing together.
While that was happening, Miley was getting a certain call. "Hello?" Miley asked hoping it was Jake, calling her back. "Miley?" Nick Jonas replied, in rush apparently. "Yes?" Miley asked, hurrying because she hopes Jake calls. "You got to see this." Nick exclaimed.
Right now, he's probably buying her some fruit little drink 'cause she can't shoot Whiskey
Jake smiled as they ended the song. "So, want a shot?" Lilly tilted her head. "A bullet?!" Jake frowned and sighed. "No, a shot of Whiskey or Scotch." Lilly nodded and frowned. "I don't like Whiskey, maybe an apple martini?" Lilly smiled and Jake forced a smile but then frowned to himself. "Fine. How much?" He asked, angry. He looked at the menu and groaned at the price.
"He is?! With my rival?" Miley screamed into the phone. Nick sighed. "Yes." Miley shook her head. "He's going to pay" She said to Nick.
Right now, he's probably up behind with a pool stick showing her how to shoot a combo and he don't know…
"So see the pockets on the table?" Jake asked Lilly. "Yes…" Lilly nodded and sighed. "So see the balls?" Lilly nodded again. While Jake was trying to teach her the game, Lilly acted like she didn't know what to do so Jake held on close to her, grinning.
Miley grabbed her key and grabbed a knife. "This is going to be a lot of fun…" Miley trailed off smirking.
That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little supped up four wheel drive, carved my name into his leather seats, took a Louisville slugger to all four tires maybe next time he'll think before he cheats…
Miley smiled as a long silver line came across Jake's car. She took a butcher knife and carved her name neatly on the back of his seats. "One more thing..." She whispered then took a baseball bat to his windshield.
"Hey dude." A man came up behind Jake while he was making out with Lilly. "Yeah?" Jake asked, panting. "Some crazy brunette is smashing your windshield. Her name's Miley or something." Jake's eyes widened as he watched Miley slash his tires through the window in the bar.