Hey guys! This is my first fan fiction and I hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana or Titanic.
April 15, 1932
Miley Ryan looked at the calendar on the kitchen wall. It's been twenty years. She sat in the kitchen thinking about everything that had happened that day and the days leading up to it. She was so lost in thought that she didn't even here the front door open and close. Her husband of nineteen years came up behind her and put his arms around her waist. He kissed her neck and handed her a present. She smiled and handed him one.
"Happy Anniversary, baby," he said.
"Happy Anniversary, Jake," she said back.
She leaned in and kissed him sweetly on the lips. She ran her fingers through his hair, and he rested his hands on the small of her back. He deepened the kiss by running his tongue across her bottom lip. She granted him entrance. Their presents for each other lie on the kitchen table forgotten, for now at least. This was all part of their tradition. They broke apart for air.
"Mom, Dad come on it's time," their oldest child, Lucy, called from the living room. Time for part two of the tradition.
Jake and Miley Ryan got married on April 15, 1913; exactly one year after Titanic sank. They figured that the date should have some happiness to it. They have had the same tradition since their oldest children were eight years old. They have four children. Lucy and Logan are the oldest and twins, they're fourteen. Lucy is older by two minutes, and she never lets him forget it. Then there's Riley, she's twelve. And Chase, the baby of the family, is ten. Six years ago on their anniversary the twins asked them how they met. And so the tradition began. Every year since then first Jake and Miley exchange gifts, but they don't open them yet. Then, they tell the kids the story. And after the kids go to sleep, they open their gifts and spend the rest of the night together. But this year was different. This year they were actually going to tell the kids the whole story. In past years they have told them the sugar- coated version; because they thought the kids were too young to hear the whole truth. But this year they were going to tell everything.
Jake and Miley sat down on the couch between Riley and Chase, and the twins shared the other couch across from them.
"Are you guys ready?" Jake asked.
They all nodded their heads eagerly. Jake and Miley smiled at each other and grabbed the other's hand. It was Jake's turn to start the story.
"It all started twenty years ago…"
April 10, 1912
Jake's POV
My best friend Oliver Oaken and I were playing poker in a bar near the harbor. We had everything we had out on the table. But the most wanted things on the table were two tickets for the R.M.S Titanic's maiden voyage.
"Jake, are you crazy? You bet everything we have," Oliver turned to me and said.
"When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose," I said evenly.
I tried to keep a smirk off my face as I said this. Had to keep the poker face up. I didn't want to give away the fact that I had a great hand. We were defiantly going to win. Now, some people might call that cockiness, but I call it confidence. It was the moment of truth.
"Oliver?" I asked.
"Nothing," he replied.
"Nothing," I repeated. "Olaf?" I asked.
"Nada," he replied.
"Nada," I repeated. "Sven?" He held up his cards. I pretended to look upset. "Two pair. I'm sorry Oliver." He looked at me with a pissed off look. "I'm sorry you're not as good a poker player as I am. But hey, we're going to America! Full house, baby!" We started yelling and cheering.
"No buddy, Titanic goes to America, in five minutes," the man behind the bar said.
Oliver hurried up and grabbed our things. When I was getting the money and the tickets off the table, Sven grabbed my collar and raised his fist. I thought he was going to punch me so; I turned my head and closed my eyes. But, he punched Olaf instead and started yelling in Swedish at him. I let out a laugh of relief, and Oliver and I ran towards the harbor.
"We're the luckiest sons of bitches in the world, you know that?" I asked.
We made it to the third- class door just as it was about to close.
"Wait, we're passengers," I said.
"Did you go through inspections?" the man at the door asked.
"Of course," I lied. "Besides, we don't have any lice. We're Americans, both of us."
"Fine, come on in," he said.
He let us on the ship and we went strait to the deck. We waved and said good- bye to people we didn't know to look somewhat important. When the ship left the harbor, we turned around to go find our rooms. That's when I first saw her. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She looked like a fallen angel. We held eye contact for a while, and while I was looking in her eyes I saw something that told me she would rather be anywhere but here. I wanted to know this girl; no I wanted to love this girl. But what would a first- class princess ever want with third- class filth like me?
Miley's POV
I stepped out of my car onto the harbor in front of the Titanic. My best friend Lilly Truscott was right next to me, and my mother and fiancé Jackson Hockley were not far behind. Everyone around me looked so excited to be part of Titanic's maiden voyage, except me. I love it here in London; I've lived here practically my whole life. The only reason we're going back to America is because my daddy died. And now, I felt like I was being dragged back to America in chains.
"What's wrong Miles?" Lilly asked me.
"I just want to go home, Lils," I replied.
"Well think of it this way, we used to live in America, so technically we are going home," she tried to reason.
"You know what I mean, Lilly. I just want to stay here forever," I said glumly.
"Miles you're on the grandest ship ever built, and you act as if you're being taken to you're execution," Jackson said. I think I would prefer my execution right about now.
When we were walking to our suites on the deck, I saw the most gorgeous man I have ever seen in my life. As we held eye contact, I looked deep into his eyes and realized this is a boy I want to love. Too bad I'm engaged.
Present time
"So you and daddy loved each other before you even met? That's so romantic," Riley said.
"Yeah, I guess there was just something about you're daddy that drew me in," Miley said.
"Yeah, well I tend to have that effect on women," Jake said with a smirk. All the kids laughed, and Miley playfully slapped him. Jake put a look of fake hurt on his face and said, "That hurt, baby." They looked serious for a minute, and then Jake and Miley burst out laughing. The kids rolled their eyes.
"Can you two stop flirting long enough to finish the story?" Lucy asked.
"I guess we can try," Jake said jokingly.
Ok so there is chapter one I hope you guys like it. Oh and by the way Jackson is not Miley's brother in this cuz that would be weird. Anyways please review. :)