Hi, peoples. I hope you enjoy this one-shot Jiley. Say Jake returned from the movie thing and they decided to get back together…

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Miley's POV

It's been a week since Jake's returned and I haven't been happier all my life.

I still get occasional back-beating from my best friends Lilly Truscott and Oliver Oken for going out with my ex-boyfriend; but I don't really care- we were meant to be; anybody could see that.

Tonight we were going out on a picnic. But it was a romantic date at the same time. I would brave eating dirt just to be with Jake Ryan.

I lay on my bed, staring at a picture of us in the early days, young, care-free, happy. Now our relationship was more serious; intent on making it work.

As well as trying to hide the fact that I was teen pop sensation Hannah Montana, Jake couldn't be seen going out on a date with Miley, because he was "dating" Hannah. And I couldn't be seen as Hannah with him privately because we would be swamped with people looking for autographs.

Sometimes I wish I wasn't Hannah Montana. That Jake and I could just sit down and have a proper date without getting caught out.

Bring, Bring.

My cell phone rang and I picked it up

"Miley speaking," I said

"Miley! It's Jake. Are we still on for tonight?" He asked

"Yeah," I replied, "Why?"

"Well, a few of my crazy fans have shown up." He admitted

"I thought you were wearing a disguise."
"I am." He said, "But a disguise doesn't work unless you have a wig and a completely different wardrobe."
I laughed
"So what are we going to do?" I questioned

"Well, maybe we could leave it for another night." He sighed

I had a brilliant idea

"Or…"

I told him my plan.

"That could work. Ok, see you in an hour."

I clicked my phone shut and walked into my huge closet. And by huge, I mean HUGE! It was filled to the brim of Hannah and Miley outfits. I searched through my revolving clothes rack until I found something appropriate: A white Top with black half-jacket, black skinny jeans with black leather boots. "Perfect," I whispered

I accessorized with a black and white belt and a black handbag.

And of course, my Hannah Montana wig.

*

We were seated almost immediately at the most posh place in town, the Eiffel Tower restaurant. The food was gourmet but pricey. That didn't matter. It was so expensive that no paparazzi could get in. It was just stars and their dates. The perfect place for Hannah Montana and Jake Ryan!
"What are you going to order?" Jake asked

"Probably the lobster," I replied

For some reason, this didn't feel very romantic.

The dinner was quiet. Neither of us talked much. It was like when I was Hannah and eating around other stars, a brick wall was put up between us, because we couldn't talk about school, boys, how evil Miss Kunckle was…

Almost an hour after we arrived, we left, which was an uncommon thing to do.

While we were walking home, Jake pulled me onto the beach

"Uh, Jake, we're supposed to be going home." I said

"I know." Jake replied, "Miley, I wanted to say though it's been hard lately, I love you, always."
I responded with a kiss.
"Sometimes a kiss is all you need, Jake."

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