A/N: Thanks for the reviews from last chapter! Hope you enjoy this one too!

Summary: Miley meets a new boy named Jake Ryan and she starts to realize shes developing feelings for him. What would happen when he constantly breaks her heart and dates random girls including Lilly? Will her love for him ever stop? ((Written by AlwaysxAddicted))

Dedication: Goes to AlwaysxAddicted for help again, for writing the paragraphs about Miley's clothes for the dinner because I'm HORRIBLE with fashion! So Claps for her!!! YAY:D

Disclaimer: Sigh No, I sadly don't own Hannah Montana... :'(

Love Always Finds A Way

Chapter Two

Dinner At The Ryan's

I woke up the morning after my first encounter with the Ryan's family to the sweet smell of dad's homemade flapjacks. Wait flapjacks?! That means its Saturday! Yes, time to hang out with friends! Awesome!

I rolled out of bed tiredly, and walked out of my bedroom to get me some famous Robby Ray flapjacks; I can almost taste that pinch of vanilla-y goodness… yum…

"Well good mornin' darlin'." Dad smiled brightly, he was smiling like crazy which meant something really good happened or he was just having a good hair dad.

"Morning daddy, what's up?" I asked, as he handed me a plate of delicious looking pancakes.

"Just having a great hair day." Men and their hair…

I giggled, "I can tell." We finished our little conversation just as Jackson walked down the stairs already wearing his Rico's Surf Shack t-shirt.

"Where are you headin' boy?" Dad asked Jackson as he ran around the house looking for something.

"Rico gave me an earlier shift and it starts in like five minutes and I forgot to set my alarm and I can't find my keys!!!" Jackson said running around the house.

I looked over in the key jar by the front door and giggled, " Jackson?"

"What Miles?" he said looking in the piano to see if he put them in there… and Lily and I call Oliver a donut…?

I walked over to the key jar, and picked up his keys and jiggled them to get his attention, "Maybe it would have been smarter to look in the spot you always put your keys?"

Jackson ran over and hugged me, "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" he said as he took the keys.

I pushed away from him, I mean sure we sort of friends, and sometimes hang out, but he is my brother so uh… gross! My brother just hugged me! "Your welcome, now go and spread the love to someone that isn't blood related!" I pretended to be disgusted, but because Jackson was… sort of cool, I didn't really care, but because he is my brother I have to pretend.

"I will!" he then ran out the front door.

"Daddy," I turned around to face him, "That boy gets weird every second."

Dad just chuckled and walked up the stairs, but then walked back down, "Miles, don't forget that we have dinner plans at six tonight, so make sure you are at least home by five thirty from hanging out with Lily and Oliver." I promised him I would be and went back to eating my flapjacks.

--J-I-L-E-Y--

When I got home from the beach around five twenty I ran up to my room without saying 'hi' to dad or Jackson, so I could take a shower and find the perfect outfit to possibly impress Jake.

As soon as I was out of the shower I started looking through my Miley closet, "Ugh! I have nothing to wear!" I moaned in annoyance, "But… Hannah does…" I smiled and ran into my Hannah closet.

Once I got into the Hannah closet, I looked through all my clothes. Nothing seemed to be perfect and this was getting me utterly frustrated. I needed something to wear, if only Lilly was here, ugh, I need a second opinion with what to wear.

I looked through my thousands of skirts and picked out three of them. A black plaid skirt, a white knee length skirt, and a light pink miniskirt. Set them aside and looked through my shirts, picking out a cropped top, a plain white cami, a black and white v-neck cami, and a layered shirt.

I took my cropped top and cami, putting them over my shirt along with my black plaid skirt, but shook my head in disgust. It looked hideous like that. I threw them aside and then pulled my white and black v-neck cami and my cream colored skirt.

The skirt was cute with a silver chain belt. It looked nice and it didn't show too much, which is what I really liked. My top complimented my skirt and didn't show too much or too little. It looked really pretty and I, in my opinion, looked cute in it. It was perfect

I threw the rest of the clothes on the side and discarded my own wardrobe, quickly putting on my top and skirt. When I looked at my self in the mirror, I smiled. I hope this impresses Jake tonight. Oh gosh, it would be so awesome if he likes this outfit. ((A/N: Thanks to AlwaysxAddicted for writing about the clothes, because I'm horrible at fashion, and Maricel is GOOD at it!!! Haha))

I was so excited for dinner with the Ryan's that realized that I still had like fifteen minutes until we actually had to leave. "Ugh… what am I going to do for fifteen minutes…?" I thought out loud, as I laid down on my back; staring at my ceiling.

"Well you could do your hair for starters; it's a mess!" I looked up and Jackson was standing in the doorway.

" Jackson, get," I grabbed my cow stuffed animal and threw it at him, "OUT!"

Jackson ducked the flying stuffed animal, "Hey, I was only joking!" he walked into my room and sat down on my chair in front of my laptop.

"Whatever…" I said, standing up, and walking over to my mirror and noticing that my hair really was a mess. I grabbed my brush and started untangling all the knots in my hair, "Straight or curly…?" I said, thinking out loud again.

"Straight; it will look better with your outfit." I heard Jackson say from behind me.

I turned around abruptly, "What are you-" I started, but he cut me off.

"I'm not gay! I'm just a guy, and I know what guys like."

I nodded my head and picked up my straighter from my desk that had all my hair and makeup stuff on it, and started straightening my hair while thinking about seeing Jake again.

I hope he likes my outfit, but what if he doesn't like the whole girly look? Maybe he likes tomboy's like Lily… I don't have clothes like Lily!

"Miles?"

Maybe I'm just overreacting, I'm sure he'll like my-

"Miley…?" Jackson's voice penetrated my thoughts, "Miley… did you die?"

"What? No, you donut!" I turned back to doing my hair, "What do you want?"

"I wanted you to know that uh…" I turned around again to face Jackson, "Never mind."

"Oh uh… okay?" I said confused.

"I'll see you downstairs." And then Jackson left my room.

I went back straightening my hair and touching up my makeup before I followed Jackson downstairs.

When I entered the living room dad was standing in the kitchen talking on the phone and Jackson was no where to be seen. I sighed and looked up at the clock; we still had about five minutes before we had to leave.

I sat down n the couch and turned on the television to see what was on, "Hannah Montana… The news… Hannah Montana… Hannah Montana… Paris Hilton getting arrested again…" I threw the remote down and sighed in frustration, why can't we just leave now? I'm bored!

"What's wrong Miles?" dad said sitting next to me on the couch, I hadn't even realized he was off the phone.

I leaned my head on his shoulder, "Just bored."

Dad wrapped his arm around me and hugged me, "Oh well if your brother would hurry up we could leave now-"

" JACKSON HURRY UP!!!" I screamed, jumping up from the couch to get my heels that I would be wearing on.

"I'm comin', I'm comin'! I got some pudding on my shirt; so I had to change."

Dad chuckled and was about to say something until I start pulling him and Jackson out the door, "Whoa, slow down there Miles."

"Yeah Miles, its fashionable to be late." Jackson added.

I sighed in frustration again, "I don't want to be fashionably late! I want to be right on time!"

"Because you just can't wait to see Ja—OW!" I stomped on Jackson's foot hard before he told dad about me wanting to see Jake, "What was that for?!"

"For being a pest! Now let's go!" I pushed dad and Jackson out the door.

As we got closer to the Ryan's doorstep, I started to get nervous, "Uh… maybe it is better to be fashionably late, so maybe we should-" but Jackson cut me off.

"Oh no, Miles. You wanted to get here early, so now we are here, so move it." He said as he knocked on the door.

The door opened revealing Mr. Ryan wearing a nice pair of dress jeans and a navy blue button up long sleeve shirt, "Robby, thanks for coming!" once again with the shaking of the hands, "Jackson, what's up? And Miley, looking pretty as ever." I smiled and thanked him.

"So what's for dinner?" Jackson asked as we walked into their new house which I was surprise that a lot of stuff was already unpacked, how did they get rid of al those boxes?; I guess this is why Jake wasn't outside or at the beach today… of course it's not like I was looking for him, or hoping that he would pop up, and maybe want to hang out with me…

"Well we thought because our kitchen isn't completely set up that we would have a barbeque outside on the deck." Mr. Ryan answered, while leading us into their living room.

"Sweet!" Mr. Ryan chuckled.

"Oh you're here!" Mrs. Ryan emerged from the hallway wearing a pretty knee length skirt and a white blouse, "Jacob, you told them that we are having a barbeque, right?" Mr. Ryan replied yes and Mrs. Ryan went around the room asking how we liked our steak cooked.

Dad, Mr. Ryan, and Jackson started talking about the Lakers' game last night, after they told Mrs. Ryan their orders, while I stood by myself staring at the floor.

"Miley, dear, will you help me in the deck for a moment?" I looked up; Mrs. Ryan was gesturing for me to follow her down the hall.

"Sure." I mumbled, and followed her slowly.

When we walked outside I was royally surprised, Mrs. Ryan was setting the table while Jake, yes I said, Jake was cooking, well grilling or whatever you call it, "Hi Miley." Jake's voice rang through my head.

"H-hi Jake." I stuttered.

He looked so cute wearing a 'kiss the cook' apron... psh; I would kiss him in a heartbeat… I mean, uh-

"As you can see Jake is out chief for the night… and well every night; Jacob and I aren't great cooks, and Jake's a natural, so we just leave the cooking for him." Mrs. Ryan bragged.

"Mom…" he cooks, he's cute… what else is there needed in a guy? Well a lot of things, but those two things are important!

"Miley, do you mine setting the plates?" Mrs. Ryan asked, and then went back to talking about how handy Jake is to have around the house.

I looked around for the plates and was about to ask where they were when Jake said they were over near him. I walked over next to him and handed them to me, "Thanks." I mumbled and walked over to the table and helped set the table with Mrs. Ryan.

After the table was completely set Mrs. Ryan asked Jake if the food was finished, "Uh…" he cut on of the steaks, "Yeah, their done and if they need to be fixed I will fix them."

Mrs. Ryan nodded her head and walked back into the house to retrieve everyone else. As soon as the door shut I realized that she had also just left me alone with Jake. Oh god.

"So…" I turned around to face Jake as he started at the meat he was cooking, grilling, whatever.

I wasn't exactly sure what to say, so I just sighed, "So what?"

"No idea." Jake laughed and I giggled along too, "I uh… like your... sh—hair! Its uh… nice down."

I blushed, "Thanks… your uh… hair is nice too."

He smiled, "Tha-" but he was cut off by no other than, Jackson; complaining that if his steak wasn't medium rare, he wanted a new cut.

" Jackson, shut up." I said pulling him over to sit at the table, Jake laughed again, so cute...

--J-I-L-E-Y--

After dinner dad insisted that I help out Jake with dishes, and Jackson had to clean the table, while he, Mr. Ryan, and Mrs. Ryan got to relax and talk.

I absentmindedly scrubbed the dishes, while watching a squirrel through the window behind the sink, "You know, I'll do this if you don't want to. I don't care." Jake asked sweetly.

"No, its okay, I don't mind." Jake smiled brightly, why, I wonder...? "Unless of course," I smirked, "You would rather get away from me, because you know I have girl cooties and-"

"No, of course not!" I beamed as he blushed, "I was just… you know…" I giggled and nodded my head and went back to scrubbing the dishes, "So um… what's there fun to do here in Malibu?"

"Well," I met his gaze while I told him about how you can go to the beach, and see movies, and walk around town.

"Oh cool. I used to live on the coast of Massachusetts, and I spent most of my free time at the beach with friends, or just surfing." A surfer boy, huh? This boy gets better and better every minute I talk to him—wait… oh my god! I'm talking to him and not stuttering and blushing!

"You surf? Awesome. I've always wanted to, but I'm not very… coordinated with sports…" I laughed, sure I can dance and sing at the same time, but put me on any type of field with a game going on and I will be laying on the ground sucking my thumb, hoping that the ball doesn't come near me.

"I'm sure that's not true. You look like you are in great shape! You sure be good at sports!" I blushed at the 'you look like you are in great shape' comment, and e must have realized what he said because his cheeks turned a little pinkish too. Aw! He's so cute when he blushes! "Oh uh…"

"Thanks…" I said breaking eye contact with him, "So err—what else are you into other than surfing?" I said trying to change the conversation from him complimenting me about my body...

"Oh well, obviously I'm into acting, because otherwise I would still be living in Massachusetts." I handed him the last plate and grabbed a towel to dry my hands off as he continued to talk, "And I like basketball, baseball, uh… some videogames, I used to like them a lot more when I was younger, but whatever. Um… listening to music… So yeah, I don't know what else to tell you." He chuckled, "What about you? What are your interests?" he asked why putting the last of the dishes away and drying his hands off.

I leaned against the table and thought for a minute, "Um, I don't know."

He laughed again, "What do you mean you don't know? It's a question about you."

I giggled along with him, "I don't know, I just don't really think about these questions, or something. Like uh… I'm into music, hanging out with friends, going to the beach… just normal stuff." Oh and rocking out at concerts at night as Hannah Montana.

"Oh cool. Um… do you want to… uh… go for a walk on the beach or something?" YES! "My house is pretty boring, and we still need to unpack everything so we can't exactly go into my room." He seemed to blush a little, still so cute…

"Yeah, sure."

--J-I-L-E-Y--

When Jake and I got back from our walk on the beach, I had learned that Jake had starred in every one of his old school's plays and he was a big time baseball player for his old school.

I noticed dad was still talking to Mr. and Mrs. Ryan and Jackson… well he was trying to lure the squirrel that I saw out of the tree it was sitting in.

"Um… what's your brother doing?" Jake asked quietly near my ear which made me shudder.

"Uh, I truly don't want to know." I shook my head at Jackson's attempt to speak squirrel; he must be adopted, or switched bed with my real brother when he was at the hospital.

"There you kids are." Mr. Ryan said as Jake and I walked up the stairs of the deck, "We were wondering if you guys had gotten lost."

I smiled and looked over at Jake who was still watching Jackson with interest, oh god; please don't let him be like Jackson… "We just went for a walk."

"Phew doggie! Look at the time!" dad said pointing to his watch, "Nearly nine, we should probably be heading home; its getting late." He stood up and walked over to thank the Ryan's for dinner.

I turned to face Jake who was staring at me, "So…" maybe I should invite him to hang out with Lily, Oliver, and I tomorrow at the beach.

"Hey Jake, do you want to possibly hang out," Jake's face brighten, "With me and my two best friends; Oliver and Lily, tomorrow?" I asked casually.

"Sure! I mean uh… yeah, that would be cool. Thanks." He beamed.

"Awesome, uh, how about you meet me at my house tomorrow around twelve-ish?"

"Sure, I'll be there. Thanks." Jake smiled brightly again.

"Okay, so I guess I'll see you at twelve tomorrow."

"Same."

We all said our good byes and thanks then dad, Jackson, who sadly didn't get the squirrel out of the tree, and I walked home.

"So Miles, you and Jake seem to be getting along." Dad said as we walked through the doors.

"Yeah, he's really nice and we're hanging out tomorrow at twelve." I said while thinking about hanging out with Jake tomorrow.

"That's great Miles. You are being really nice to Jake seeing that he is new and all, I'm proud of you."

"You're proud of her because she is hanging out with Jake? The only reason is because she lik-" I quickly threw the shoe that was closest to me at him, "OW! What's with you and the violence?!" Jackson yelled while rubbing the side of his head where the shoes collided with it.

"Miley, don't throw shoes at your brother," then quietly said to me, "Unless it knocks some brains into that boy's head."

"Yes daddy." I giggled, "Well I'm going to bed. G'night." Jackson and dad yelled their goodnight's as I walked up the stairs to my bedroom, but my only thoughts were of tomorrow with Jake…

A/N: I see a friendship building... :)

Thanks to: AlwaysxAddicted, ForbiddenxMelody, Doggie-luvs-HM, xJiley4evax, Monica, and WhiteHeadPhones19 for the reviews from last chapter. Please review this one too :D