AN: Okay. This is a brand new Hannah Montana fanfic. I have never written a Hannah Montana fanfic. Just read them. I wanted to try something new and decide to do this. This is a Jiley Fanfic. Okay?

Please go easy on me with the grammar mistakes. I'm sorry! I wanted to get this up as soon a possible and never got a chance to read it over. Okay?

Well, if you think you're ready. Go ahead!

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Beautiful. If anything could describe her, it would be beautiful. She was neither hot nor pretty but beautiful. He wasn't so sure what made her like that, whether it was he long flowing brown locks, her sparkling ocean eyes, her shining personality, or her radiant smile, or whether it was them all. But, to him, it didn't matter, he loved everything about her.

Jake sighed as he watched her flirt with Jason McIntyre. He forced himself to look away from the two. He hadn't known, even to this very day, what has possessed him to break u with her; to let her go. He needed her. It took every fibre in his being to not walk up to Jason, punch him square in the face for flirting with his girl; and not kiss the day lights out of Miley as well. But a small voice in his back of his head had stooped him.

Oh, but you can't do that. She has every right to flirt with him, Jake. Remember, it was you who broke up with her. No matter how hard Jake tried to get the voice out of his head, he never could because he knew that the voice was right. It was him that broke up with her. 'I'm the one who broke her heart and the promise', he thought miserably.

It has been almost 8 months since the break-up, Ever since Jake had not been himself. No matter how much he had tried he wasn't able to get her out of his head. When he had returned to Malibu for those 2 weeks before leaving to Antarica had been one the best he had in a long time. He remembered when he first saw her on the porch with her brother, Jackson. She looked amazing, even better than when he had last seen her. Her hair grew longer and, if possible even, her eyes sparkled even more.

He remembered suggesting that they'd try to be 'friends'. Friends, Jake thought in disgust. Not an actual couple--but friends. 'A person whom one knows, likes, and trusts,' He hated that word. No matter how much he still loved Miley, he still suggested that, because he knew that he'd rather have her in his life as a friend than not have her in his life at all. Then, Miley had gotten jealous, jealous that he was working on a film with Mikayla. Jealous that he would have to kiss Mikayla from one side of the galaxy to the next. He thought that that right there was a sign that she still liked him, but even if she had Miley had not shown it at all.

Now, here he was, sitting at a table near Rico's shack, watching Miley and Jason flirt. Of all places he could be, he had no idea why he had chosen the beach. He was dressed as Milos, his undercover alias. He hadn't expected to see Miley here. Although he did try and imagine the look on her face when the thought came up. But, no of course he wouldn't see that look on her face. Why? Because she was too busy hitting on Jason.

Inside, Jake was hurting. Was he really that easy to get over? That after everything they'd been through, she would go off and flirt with other guys. Jake sighed again. He quickly glanced around the beach and noticed that more people were on their way. He pushed his chair back and stood up. He knew he had to get out of here fast, or else someone would be bound to notice him. He pushed his chair and straightened up and took one final glance at where Miley was sitting. Just as he did so, Miley looked up as well, and for a moment their eyes locked together. Right then and there, Jakes world stopped completely. As corny as it may seem he only seemed to see Miley. The butterflies attacked in abdomen. His heart pace quickened and all the old feelings came back. Miley had always had this effect on him. But, no matter how much Jake had enjoyed this feeing he knew he had to look away before Miley noticed who he was. He turned his head and walked out of the beach, hastily.

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Miley blinked a couple of time. What had just happened she did not know, she had locked eyes with a complete stranger on the beach? But that wasn't what scared her, it was the feeling she got when they had locked eyes. There were butterflies in her stomach, her heart stared racing and…everything else seemed to have stooped—as though nothing else even matter. Miley had only ever felt that way with one person before, only one person…Jake.

"Miley? Miley, are you in there?" Jason asked as he waved his hand in front of Miley's face, breaking Miley out of her thoughts.

"Huh? Oh, yeah I am. Sorry about that, I was just thinking about something." Miley replied, looking at where Jake has just been sitting. 'That couldn't have been Jake. He's in Antarctica,' she thought. 'But then who else could it be, I've only ever felt that way with Jake. And those eyes…they're Jakes!'

Realization paced into Miley eyes, as she jumped out of her seat. "Um, I need to get going somewhere real quick. I got to go, I'll be back." And with that Miley took of running after Jake. She could hear Jason, Lilly and Oliver calling after her but she kept going. She had to see Jake. Oh, she'd missed him so much.

Miley ran for a few blocks. Her feet were beginning to hurt now. 'Dar,' she thought. 'I knew I shouldn't have worn flip-flops today.' She then ran into the park. Once she passed through the gates, she slowed down her pace to a walk. She breathed in the cool air. She'd always loved this park. Jake had taken her here the afternoon before he left for Antarctica, so they could have some one-on-one time with each other; with out having everyone else around.

Without even knowing it, she found her self standing near the stream. The view alone was breath-taking. The stream was flowing peacefully, the water sparking under the suns glare. The grass and bushed around the stream looked greener than ever, and the flowers were opened up and smiling. It looked like it was taken out of a picture. Miley couldn't believe it; she looked across the stream and noticed someone sitting there. She squinted she saw the lack hair bent over, and it looked as though the person was on the phone. Miley squinted even more before realizing it was Jake sitting there. She gasped. She hadn't expected to find him here actually; she had come here because she needed some peace.

Miley quickly ran over to where Jake was. As she grew near she heard his voice, which alone made her heart beat faster. She hastily ran behind a tree that Jakes was sitting right in front of. She crouched down and leaned forward. Okay, she knew that eavesdropping was wrong, but she wanted to know what he was talking about. Did he feel anything from the beach? According to the direction his conversation was heading he had.

"Dex, man, you should have seen her, she looked even more beautiful than the last time I saw her. I don't even know if it's possible but just seeing her there looking so amazing, I-It seems like I fell in love with her all over again."

Miley heart stopped when she heard this. He still loved her! 'Oh, my god Miley thought, he still loves me!' Miley tried to do a happy dance while staying out of view but she didn't seem very good at it, she'd do one later.

"What was she doing? That's what got me. I mean, the last time I was here she was giving off that she still had feelings towards me. Then, I come back and see her all over some kid named Jason…Of course I still love her. I'll never be able to stop; no matter how hard I try…She was like flirting with him."

Miley's head was spinning, Jakes even more in love with her! But he thinks she's over him because she was flirting with…Jason?! Did he think that she actually liked him? Because she thought it was as clear as it she didn't. Oh, Jake thinks she's over him!

"Well, something else did happen actually. Well, I wasn't there as Jake Ryan, or else I would've been attacked by fans. I was there as Milos, yeah, you know the guy with the black hair. Anyway, I was sitting there watching Miley flirt with Jason, when I noticed a lot of people were coming to the beach. So, I'd decided I'd better get out of there before anyone noticed me; and just as I was about to leave, Miley and, well we kind of…locked eyes."

She hadn't imagined it. She knew those eyes anywhere, they were of course the eyes she fell in love with. Jake still loved her! Miley couldn't get that thought out of her head. Jake loved her; still after everything she's ever done to him he still loved her. All Miley wanted to do was jump out behind the tree and hug him. She wanted to feel his strong arms around her. She wanted to bury her face into his toned chest and whisper how sorry she was and tell him how much she loved him. She wanted to hear him tell her he loved her back too. More so, she wanted to feel his lips on her. She wanted to run her hand through his shining golden hair. She wanted to feel his hand run up and down her sides. She wanted so badly to feel Jake against her. Right now, Miley was trying hard to remember what had ever possessed her to even think about letting him go. He had meant to much to her and still did, if not more. She wanted to tell him that, she wanted him to know how much he meant to her. How much she needed him, how hard it had been to go through life without him.

"I think she knows it's me. I mean she had this look in her eyes. I'm pretty sure. What? Oh, no. I'm going to be here for a while. Mom wants me to stay in Malibu for a while. So, I probably won't leave for a few months. Spend some time with my family, but I will be out of town to attend the premier's for the new movie… What do you mean how does that sound bad? I have to be there with Mikayla. Dude, she's trying to get onto me. She asked me to 'cuddle' with her like 20 times everyday while we were in Antarctica… Don't get me wrong, she's cute and all, but she's just…She's no Miley…I know that, but I can't get over her. She's the only one for me… I can't see myself with anyone but her." Jake finished softly.

Miley's heart lurched. He needed her too! She was the only one for him. Miley's heart was racing, she had to bite her lip to keep the squeal that was threatening to escape from her lips. How she managed to stay behind the tree and not jump into Jakes arms she had no clue. But, she wished she had then.

"What? Oh, did she? Well, tell her to tell mom I'm coming home now. Alright? I'll talk to you later then. Bye," Jake closed his phone and put it in his pocket. Instead of getting up and walking away like Miley expected him too, he stayed put. He stared out into the stream not talking. Miley didn't dare move. She stayed crouched down in that awkward position. After what seemed like hours Jake stood up, brushed of his pants and turned away.

As he was walking away, he turned back to the stream and whispered so softly that Miley barley heard it, "I really love you, Miley. I hope you know that."

Miley's breath got caught in her throat. She held her breath as she watched Jake walk away. She watched him, completely forgetting where she was or what she was doing there; all she did was watch Jake walk away. Go one after him, or else you'll lose him again. You've let him walk out of your life once don't let him go again! A little voice in the back of her head yelled, but Miley didn't dare move. She couldn't. Even if she wanted to her feet wouldn't listen. She continued to watch Jake until she couldn't see him anymore.

Suddenly, Miley jumped up, and screamed. She started to jump around in circles from excitement. 'He still loves me!' she thought happily. 'He still loves me!' Then, her phone rang. Miley stopped jumping, and smoothed out her top and hair before she pulled out her phone. Dad, it read. Miley opened the phone and bought it up to her ear.

"Hey, daddy," she exclaimed into the phone. "What's up?"

"Hey, bud. Where are you? Lilly and Oliver just came by to see if you were here. I thought you were out with them." Her father replied.

"Oh, sorry daddy. I just needed to get something done. Are they still there?" Miley asked.

"Yeah they are. You need to get home now, bud. You got a Hannah concert at 7 and it's four-thirty, right now." Her Robby Ray said.

Miley nodded before remembering her father couldn't see her nodding. "I'll be there feel soon, daddy. I'm on my way home right now. Tell Oliver and Lilly to stay there. I got all the costumes they need in the Hannah closet, okay?"

"Sure, Mile. I'll be sure to tell them that. Just hurry home." Robby said.

"Sure thing, daddy. See you soon!" Miley smiled. "See you, bud." And with that they both shut the phone.

--HMHMHM—

"Miley, where on earth have you been?" Lilly screamed as she saw Miley walk in through the door.

"Lilly! Oh my god! You won't believe what happened. Come on, upstairs. I have to tell you something!" Miley grabbed Lilly's arm and dragged her upstairs, leaving a confused Oliver and Mr. Stewart in the kitchen. Oliver turned to Mr. Stewart and said, "You know, I don't even know what that's about."

--HMHMHM—

"Lilly! Guess who I saw at the beach?! Guess who I followed to the park?! Guess whose conversation I just eavesdropped on?! Guess who still loves me, Lilly guess?!" Miley let out in one breath.

Lilly looked at Miley, a little dazed at her sudden outburst. Lilly hasn't seen Miley this excited in a long time; she hadn't seen that glimmer in her eye since the last time she'd been with Jake. Realization dawned her, and her face broke out into a grin. She squealed as she grabbed Miley's arms and began jumping up and down. "Oh my gosh! Jake? You saw Jake?! Miley, this is great! He still loves you?"

Miley laughed at Lilly's excitement. She knew she could count on Lilly to be excited for her, unlike Oliver; she wouldn't start on the interrogation. "Yes! I saw him on the beach, well not as Jake, as Milos, that's why no one noticed him. He was standing up to leave when I felt someone watching me, so I looked up and we locked eyes, and I got this feeling. I don't know what it is, but I've only ever had that feeling with Jake. So, I followed him, that's why I left so fast. I managed to lose him, and just kept on walking letting my thoughts wonder when I came across that park that Jake took me to the day before he left for Antarctica.

"I had this feeling, I can't explain it, so I went into the park and I noticed him sitting by the stream and I went up and hid behind this tree. Well, I kind of sort of eavesdropped on hid conversation. That's when I heard him spill his guts about me." Miley squealed again before dropping herself onto her bed.

Lilly smiled. She hadn't seen Miley this excited since the time she found out she was having the ever so hot Jonas Brothers as her opening act for the summer tour they went on. (A/N: Those boys are ever so hot! I adore them. Anyways…) "Well, now all you need is for him to say it to your face. That, and get ready for your concert! Come one, Miley."

Miley sighed. "Thanks a lot, Lilly. I was so happy; leave it up to you to bring my hopes down!"

Lily grinned. "Sorry, Miles, but Hannah needs to get ready for that concert."

"Fine. Come one," Miley jumped up and dragged Lilly over to the Hannah Closet. The tow got bust into trying to find Miley the perfect outfit for the concert. They finally decided on a pair of dark-wash jeans and a glittery shirt with rock star written on it, which would be covered by a stylish black leather jacket. Loa decide on wearing her orange wig that night, along with a pair of grey leggings and a large white sweater on top.

The two put on their make-up before heading downstairs. "About time, girls. I was about to call you two. We need to get going." Mr. Stewart said as the two sat on the couch. Miley nodded. She had put her wig on earlier and it was beginning to itch.

"Come on. Let's get ready to blow LA away" They exclaimed as the trio made their way to the limo which would be escort them to the concert.

The ride was short and quite noisy, due to Lilly and Oliver's squabble over some new movie that Tom Cruise might be starring in. Miley couldn't help but notice how cute the two would look together. It was obvious they both liked each other, but they wouldn't dare admit it. Miley had to work on that.

The limo pulled up in front of the stadium Hannah would be performing in, 'Hannah', 'Lola', 'Mike', and 'Mr. Montana' stepped out of the limo, only to be attacked by the paparazzi who were lined up on front of the doors snapping pictures of Hannah.

"Hannah over here! Hannah!"

"Hannah, how are you?! Look over here!"

"Hannah is it true that you'll be starring the latest Nancy Drew movie?"

"Hannah, is it true that you've been seeing Zac Efron?"

Miley laughed at the last question. "Sorry, folks, but as much as I'd love to answer you're questions. I have a concert that I need to do; I wouldn't want to keep my fans waiting. Bye." Miley waved to them and slipped in through the doors. She quickly made her way down the hall she knew so well. On her way to her dressing room, she greeted several people who worked at the stadium.

She came across her dressing room, and walked in. She felt a smile fit her face at what she saw. Like always, there was a table filled with chocolates and melons on one side of the room. In the center was a couch with a coffee table in front of it. There was also a television in the room. Miley loved this room, she had is done just the way she liked it with her favorite chocolates and the melons cut just the ways she liked them.

She sighed as she moved towards the couch. Miley dropped herself onto it and glanced around, her eyes landed on the empty seat next to her, suddenly, she remembered the last time Jake was here.

Flashback:

"Oh my goodness, Hannah, you rocked tonight! Did you see the Jonas brothers on our way here?! I can't believe their here!" Lola exclaimed as she entered the room, closely followed by Stanley and Jackson.

Hannah felt herself smile. No matter how many concerts Lola attended with her, no many how many celebrities she met, she was always just as excited. It always made Hannah smile. Some things never change…

"Thanks Lola. Did you say the Jonas Brothers were here?" Miley made here way across the room and towards the closed door. "I didn't see them. Where were they, Lola?"

Hannah glanced back to were her friend was seated, on the couch, her feet propped up on the coffee table in front of her, Vogue magazine in her hands; she barley looked up when supplying Miley with an answer, "Why do you even ask? By the buffet table, duh!"

Hannah giggled as she gently slapped her forehead, "Of course. Sorry for bothering you, Lola."

Hannah reached forward and grasped the cool door knob with her fingers and turned it opened the door only to reveal…Jake.

"Oh my gosh, Jake, what are you doing here?" Hannah exclaimed as her hands flew to cover her mouth.

Jake smirked at her; he walked in and closed the door firmly behind him. He looked at her again and began moving forward towards Hannah, when he finally reached her; he slowly lifted his hands and gently slipped off her wig. Miley stood where Hannah had once been. Her brown curls flooded out of the messy bun and over her shoulders. Jake hadn't taken his eyes off her the whole time he had been in the room, his sea-green eyes were watching her intensely.

Lola, who stood behind them still seated on the sofa, noticed how Jake was looking at her. She could feel a moment coming up, saving Jake and Miley the embarrassment she quickly stood up and glanced back at Jackson and Stanley who were seated in front of the TV playing on Hannah's new WII. She shook her head at the boys, who seemed oblivious to the fact that Jake had entered the room and Miley had removed her wig.

She moved up behind them and whispered something into both their ears; both their head snapped up and eyed the door. The two dropped their controllers and jumped up. Loa grabbed their arms, to prevent them from running to the door and breaking Jake and Miley's little glare-fest. She nodded towards the two and looked back at the boys. They both nodded as a response, Lola was surprised. She hadn't expected them to get it right away, but was satisfied nonetheless. The three quietly made their way towards the door, slipped out and shut it softly behind them. But nor Jake or Miley seemed to notice that they had left.

After what seemed like hours to Miley, Jake spoke, his voice husky; "Miles that was an amazing show you put on out there tonight."

Miley blushed. Even after everything that had happened between the two, Miley always managed to blush whenever Jake complimented her. "Thank you Jake," she mumbled as her face heated up. "I didn't know you came out tonight."

Jake gave her a smile, showing off his brilliant white smile. "I came out early and thought, 'hey! Why not come and see my favorite pop star tonight?"

Miley laughed out loud, causing Jakes smiled to widen. How he loved her laugh. He would anything to hear it over and over again. Next to her voice it was his favorite sound. It sounded like bells on a bright summer day. It was amazing.

Miley glanced down at his hand, and Jake looked down too, only to realize that her Hannah wig was still in her hand. Jake looked up at her sheepishly, and handed it back to her, "Sorry, but your natural hair looks much better on you and I wanted to see it."

Miley raised her perfectly done eyebrow at Jake playfully. "Why would you want to see it now? You see me with them all the time."

Jake grinned, stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her forwards against him. He buried his face in her hair, "Well, I personally think it looks much better on you. I wanted to see Miley, not Hannah. I wanted to see my girlfriend…And, this feels much better without the wig." He said as ran his fingers through her hair.

Miley giggled, "Jake, what would you do if my dad walked thought he door just now?"

"This," Jake replied as he leaned in and captured his lips with hers. Miley's mind went blank as she and Jake shared the kiss. His lips were so soft, like velvet. Yet so sweet, like candy. She loved the way he tasted, and the way his lips felt against hers. The way they moved against hers. She loved the way she fit perfectly in his arms. She loved the way that the simplest of his kissed could drive her crazy.

But there was something about this kiss that was much different than the rest. This kiss seemed more passionate more deep. As is Jake was trying to prove something to her. Jake tightened his gripped on her waist and Miley let her arms to wind their way across his neck as she pulled him towards her. Her body was pressed up against his. Jake moved forward causing them both to flop down onto the couch Lola had vacated mere minutes ago.

She landed on the couch with a soft thud, Jake falling gently on top of her managing to not break the kiss. Her hair fanned out all over but Jake didn't seem to notice, and Miley didn't either. How could she when the most gorgeous boy ever to walk the earth was on top of her kissing her senseless? All she could focus on were Jakes soft lips on hers and much she was enjoying this.

End of Flash Back

Miley sighed again as she glanced around the room again. That night seemed so long ago. She missed him so much. More than she thought was possible. She let herself slide down onto the couch her back down. She looked up at the ceiling; she'd give anything to have Jake kissing her right now, anything.

Just then, Stanley barged into the door. Miley shot up, startled. "Stanley!" she cried as she placed her hand over her heart. "What are you doing? You're supposed to knock. What if I didn't have my wig on?"

Stanley ignored Miley's protest. "Hannah, you need to come outside, A.S.A.P!"

Miley froze; Stanley looked so serious, almost sympathetic. What was going on?

"Stanley? Is everything alright? What's happening?"

Stanley once again ignored Miley and grabbed his friends hand and yanked her out of the room. He slammed the door shut and dragged a confused Hannah down the hall. As the turned a corner, they ran into Lola; who looked very out of breath, like she had been running a marathon.

"Hannah! Stanley!" She screamed, glaring at Stanley. "Where are you going?"

Hannah shrugged. "I have no clue, Lola. Stanley here barged into my dressing room, without knocking might I add," she said as she gave her friend a pointed look. "Grabs me and drags me over here."

Lola continued to glare at Stanley, she grabbed Hannah's other hand and spun her around. "Come on Hannah, they need you in make-up." Lola explained as she jerked Miley towards her.

"Lola! Come back here! She needs to see this!" Stanley called after them as they made their way down the hall again. Hannah shot her friend a questioning look. "See what?" she asked she tried to look back.

A panicked look crossed Lola's face as she dragged Hannah down the hall with more force. "Nothing," she muttered as she pulled Hannah with her. "Nothing, just don't look back Miley."

Miley was more than confused now. Had Lola just called her Miley? Lola hadn't done that in a long time, she had gotten used to calling Miley Hannah when she had the wig on. What was going on? Thoughts whirled through Miley's mind as she looked back.

She stopped dead in her tracks. Everything around her froze. Her breath hitched her throat at what she was seeing. Miley's world and heart went crashing down into a million piece's. Everything stopped. She felt like dying right then and there.

Because at the end of the all was Jake Ryan. In the arms of Hannah's enemy Mikayla.

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AN: Okay, you did it! You finished my first chapter. Soo, did you like it? Should I continue? I know it might seem confusing or to far-fetched but you need to tell me what you think…in you REVIEWS!

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