I hope everyone enjoyed the first part. I know it was stupidly short but I needed to just set the scene. My chapters will generally be longer. I hope you all enjoy! :)

Btw, I named Oliver's drummer Leland after the actor who played him. I could not find his name in the show anywhere.

It's Not Over

Chapter 1

Miley's POV.

I was young and in love, I gave you everything but it wasn't enough

Too Little, Too Late – JoJo

"Cut!"

I smiled and walked off set towards Lilly (dressed as Lola, of course), who was still ooing over the engagement ring Oliver had given her last night before leaving for another tour. I was happy for her but I could not shake the pain that had worked its way into my heart. Everyone had always expected Jake and me to be the first ones engaged. Now, thanks to him and his selfish stupidity, we are not even together.

I quickly wiped a tear from my eye and grabbed a sandwich off the catering table before heading into wardrobe.

"Hannah!" The director called out to be. I quickly spun around and flashed him the famous smile. "We're going to get you into the beach soon to start filming the couple scenes."

Great. Just what I wanted to do! Not! I could barely deal with to goo goo talk generating from the excess of happy in love couples around me, now I have to act all mushy with some jerk of an actor! I hate actors. They're all selfish and self-centered. It's not like I have much of a choice.

"Great!" I exclaimed forcefully, "I can't wait!"

"Fantastic!" He clapped his hands together happily, as he walked away. "I can hear the excitement of the fans now... A happy reunion between Hannah Montana and Jake Ryan! I'm genius!"

I froze. Jake Ryan? Tell me he was talking about another Jake Ryan. My head began to spin rapidly. Why would my father do this to me? He would never let that weasel near his daughter again, he promised me this would never happen!

"Daddy!" I shouted as I felt a panic attack come on

"Come here baby girl," my dad said as he wrapped his arms around me. "I just heard myself. I had no idea he was going to be your co-star. Let me go talk to the director and we'll get this whole thing sorted out. You and Lola just go to your trailer and I'll handle this."

Dad handed me off to Lola who had to practically carry me as tears flowed from my eyes. We maybe got three feet before my Aunt Dolly stopped us.

"Robby Ray, you will do no such thing!"

"What?" Lola, my dad and I shouted in unison.

"I went through a lot of work to get that boy on set and I am not about to let y'all ruin that!" She stated firmly

I looked at her in disbelief. "You did this? Why? You know..."

"I know what happened sweet pea and I will admit he deserves a swift beating but you don't see what I do." She sighed heavily as she silenced my father who was obviously protesting the idea. "Hannah hasn't been the same fun loving girl that her fans are used too and Jake, the poor boys career is pretty much over. You both need a sense of closure or you're just going to stay in a rut."

"What do you mean his career is pretty much over?"

Everyone looked at me with a look that clearly stated they were all hiding something from me. I made it my mission to avoid any news about Jake but they knew I would have wanted to know about something serious.

"Well?"

"He was set to play a member of the Volturi in The Twilight Saga and while on set, he saw Kristen and Rob back stage sharing a private moment and had a meltdown. He hasn't been able to get a role since. The tabloids are saying that he's doing drugs, partying all night and addicted to pain killers." Lola whispered just loud enough for me to hear.

"Mikayla was talking to me backstage at one of her concerts and she told me that she had kept in touch with Jake. She didn't believe anything that was being said in the tabloids so when she asked him about it he said he just missed you so much that seeing Rob and Kristen together in a loving way triggered something in him." Aunt Dolly looked at me as I processed the information she had given to me. "The boy has suffered a great deal for what he did to you. Karma cost him his career, the very thing he always put above you. It is time you both get some closure."

"I don't care what that boy has gone through-"

"Daddy, don't," I whispered with my head looking at the floor. "Aunt Dolly is right. I never wanted Jake to suffer this bad. I will do the video, maybe then we will know some peace. Lord knows I need it."

"Baby girl are you sure?" My dad asked sympathetically. I was almost sure he was glaring at my Aunt Dolly. "You don't have to do anything for that two timing weasel."

"Daddy, I know and yeah, I'm sure."

I didn't even bother to wait for a response from anyone. I just walked straight to my trailer and slammed the door shut. How was I going to act all romantic and sweet with Jake after everything that has happened between us? Yeah, I will admit it, I still loved him fiercely but he broke my heart, again. I sighed and looked in the mirror. I was a professional, well for the most part at least. Sure, I beat the snot out of him during my Holiday Special but that was right after finding out; no one in his or her right mind would be able to remain professional.

I could not believe what had happen to Jake over the last year or so. He was on top of the world and now he was barely a blimp on the screen. Was it karma, the result of a guilty conscience or both? I was leaning towards both.

My thought was shattered by a knock on the door. I sighed in frustration - I figured Lilly would understand that I wanted some time on my own.

I opened the door hastily, about to yell at my best friend when I came face to face with Jake.

Jake's POV

I had been walking towards the beach when I overheard the argument between Hannah, Lola, her dad and a blonde woman who looked like Dolly Parton. Hannah was visibly upset over the fact that I was there, which I understood. What surprised me though was when Lola had to fill her in on my spiral downfall as an actor - she hide from any mention of me. I felt a twinge of guilt in my stomach at that thought. She tried to erase me from her life. Maybe she would have been better off choosing Jessie when she had the chance.

I watched as she stormed off with tears in her eyes towards her trailer. I waited patiently for someone to follow her but everyone was giving her space, which I knew was what she needed. I also knew that she and I would be unable to work together unless we cleared the air a little bit. I spent a few moments in an internal struggle before I finally made my way towards her trailer. I was roughly ten feet from my destination when I felt a hand grab my wrist.

"Jake," it was Lola, "you're not doing what I think you're going too are you?"

I studied her face she looked almost sympathetic. I nodded my head slowly, taking note of her eyes finding the floor.

"I have too," I whispered with a shaky voice. "She and I won't be able to do what we need too without talking first."

"She's still really heartbroken by what you did to her. She loved you so much and you just..."

I grabbed Lola by her shoulders and looked in her eyes, cutting her off from an insane tyrant of words.

"I know what I did to her and I am not here to beg for forgiveness or another chance. I know that it is not going to happen nor do I expect it too but I do know Mi... Hannah well enough to know she won't be able to do her job properly until we have had a chance to talk."

"Why did you take this role?" Her voice was filled with annoyance.

"I didn't know it was her," I answered simply. "My agent muttered something about Mikayla but I'm not sure. I never imagined it was Hannah."

Lola searched my face again, no doubt looking for even a small hint of a lie. She sighed and turned to walk away. She came to a halt quickly and looked over her shoulder.

"Don't hurt her anymore. I'll personally see to your death if you do."

"Never again." I muttered to myself before looking up at the trailer. "It's now or never."

I walked over to the door of the trailer and took a deep breath. I slowly knocked on the door and heard her sigh of frustration. I considered running, however, before I could make that decision, the door swung open and a very annoyed, upset and pissed off (how could I forget gorgeous) Hannah Montana.

We stood there for what seemed like forever (in reality it was only a few seconds) just staring at each other, unsure of what to say or how to react.

"Hi," I finally whispered

Before I could say anything else, my face encountered Hannah's hand; and it hurt.

"I deserve that."

"You deserve a whole heck of a lot more than that, Leslie!"

"Then do it," I said holding my arms out away from my body. "Kick my ass. I deserve it."

She stared at me for a moment before turning into her trailer, leaving the door open behind her. I slowly followed her in, careful of my every move. She sat in her chair in front of her mirror while I took a seat on the floor in the corner by the door. She took notice of me in the mirror and I could see her smirk in the reflection - breath taking.

"I have other chairs you know," she said with a sense of humor in her voice. "You don't have to sit on the floor. God, I'd never thought I'd see the day when Jake Ryan sat on the floor of a trailer."

My eyes gaze met the floor.

"Well, sometimes people change."

"And sometimes people aren't who you ever expected them to be."

I cringed. I may have deserved that comment but it still stung. "I'm so so-"

"Save it." Her voice was cold and laced with venom.

She turned her chair around to face me; her face was serious, deadly even. She stared at me but I never met her gaze for fear of what I may find in them. Time seemed to stand still in that small trailer as the air became so thick that you could cut it like a knife.

"Why?"

My head shot up at the sound of her voice. She sounded devastated. Tears filled her perfect blue eyes causing my own heart to break.

"Why did you do it Jake? I loved you so fucking much and that is how you repay me?" The tears were now flowing freely. "I hadn't seen you for months and I remained loyal to you. I had the opportunity to do it to you and did I? No. I loved you far too much to cause you that pain. Do you remember how it felt when you walked on me telling Jessie that I wanted to kiss him?"

I fought back my own tears as I looked at her. I was no longer staring at the pop star but my Miley. The girl I loved more than anything else in the world - including Jake Ryan. Too little, too late I suppose.

"It broke my heart," I managed to force out; "I couldn't understand how you could want to kiss someone else when you were with me." Problem is I did do something. Had I seen her kissing Jessie, I know the pain would have been so much worse.

"You have no idea how much it hurt when I saw that picture." She was now sitting on the floor about five feet away from me with her knees folded to her chest, "I always thought you were the one."

A fresh batch of tears flowed from our eyes. I wanted to curl up into a ball and die.

"Why did you do it?" She finally said her voice cracking. She looked at me with pleading eyes that made me want to wrap my arms around her and tell her everything would be okay.

I sighed. "We had all been drinking and Oliver's drummer Leland had all of us surrounded by these sorority girls. They apparently dared me to lick salt of that chick and someone took the picture. That was all that happened."

"What do you mean they apparently dared you?" She spat

"I didn't remember anything the next morning. My bodyguard got me out of there as soon as he saw what was going on," I ran my hand through my short dark hair then leaned my head on the wall behind me. "I received a text message the next morning from Leland with the picture and a message that it was sent to Oliver."

"Bullshit you didn't remember." Her voice was laced with venom. "That's the oldest excuse in the book."

I shook my head with a solemn look on my face. "I know you'll never believe me but it's the truth. Ask little drummer boy one day. He'll probably find it amusing."

There was a long silence between us. Neither one of us sure of what to say or do. I could hear her sniffles every now and then.

"Look, Jake, no matter what you say to me, I am never coming back to you," she whispered with a voice that made it seem her heart was breaking with every word. "What you did to me hurt more than anything you could ever imagine. You are your ego destroyed everything. Drunk or not, Jessie would have never done what you did. I chose you because I thought you would always be there for me. You know, Jessie would have made me his world. Something you never -"

"You were my world, Miley." I whispered quietly as I stood up. "You still are. Do you that if you didn't mean the world to me that my career would be in danger? No, it would not. I would have never had a total breakdown on a set; I would have never hid myself away from the world. Yes, once upon a time, I was all about Jake Ryan but then he became all about Miley Stewart. I have not stopped loving you, Miley and I never will. You were it for me and no one will ever take your place. Yes, I was a total jackass by cheating on you and I know being drunk isn't an excuse but that never changed how I felt about you."

"Jake-" she said, standing up.

"No, Miley, let me finish," I said cutting her off as I took a small box out of my jacket pocket and placed it on the table beside me. "You and I were something incredible -"

"Jake, what is that?" Miley asked pointing at the box on the table.

"Your eighteenth birthday present, I bought that the night before the whole incident." I replied. "I was going to declare my love for you in front of all your friends and family then I would have gotten down on one knee and propose to you. It's just a stupid ring now but I want you to have it. I carried it around with me everywhere I went since the day I bought it. You can throw it out, sell it or smash it I don't care. I'll never stop loving you, Miley."

I walked up to her and kissed her on the top of her head, savoring her smell. I quickly pulled away from her and walked to the door. I paused with my hand on the handle and took a deep breath. This was going to be the hardest thing I have ever done but it would be the best for her.

"To prove to you that you have always been the world to me, I am leaving."

"What? You can't! You need thi-"

I turned to face her. She was standing directly behind me with pleading eyes. I swallowed hard, sending my pride and any selfish feelings down with it and cupped her face with my hands. She was trembling under my touch.

"I know my career needs this, no one knows that better than me. But I also know how hard it would be for you to do this so I am leaving. I would rather my career be over than to put you through any more pain." I brushed my lips against her sweetly as a tear fell from my face. I never wanted this moment to end but I knew it had too. "Goodbye Miley."

There you have it. A longer chapter and a sort of cliffy. Please read and review!