Chapter 6

Jakes House

The car ride to Jakes house was very awkward. I couldn't even look at him because he was there… half naked.

'Oh my gosh, what am I going to do now?' I ask myself and start to shiver. The AC was on and the cold air was hitting my damp skin. 'How can he not be cold when he's wet and shirtless?' I feel my cheeks burn up again as my mind went back to when I saw Jake take off his shirt.

"Are you cold?" Jake asks bringing me out of my thoughts. I turn to him and see that he too was shivering.

"Yeah, a bit. Why is the AC on anyway?" I ask and I hugged myself rubbing my hands on my arms trying to get myself to warm up.

"Sorry about that. Richard, my chauffer likes to leave the AC on high. He never turns it off, only if there's snow though."

I turn back toward the window and passed by houses that look a bit familiar. 'This is Amber and Ashley's street.' I said remembering when we were running for our lives when we heard the police.

I soon feel something drape against my shoulders and I looked seeing that Jake put his towel around me.

"I couldn't. You'll get sick." I start to pull the towel off, but he placed his hand on mine.

"Stop, I really don't mind. We're almost at my home anyway." he smiled at me and released my hand.

'Wow, he's really nice. Maybe it was too early for me to judge him like that.' My heart fluttered with excitement. 'I really shouldn't be thinking like this, I mean, I should be mad at him for changing the date for Hannah to be on that show of his.' I said to myself and I turned away.

Soon we stopped in front of a normal looking house, about as big as my house. It didn't look rich and it didn't look poor, it was just perfect.

"We're here." Jake announced.

The driver parked right in front of the house, everyone could see that a limo was here and yet Jake didn't care. Typical. I shook my head.

The driver went around and opened the door for me. As I got out, Jake followed behind, but stopped to talk to the driver for a second. He then passed by me and was running for the front door and quickly unlocked the door. I was about halfway there when the limo driver drove off away from us.

"Hurry Hannah, I don't want anyone to see us!" Jake said and I paced toward the door.

'Maybe he does like his privacy.' I entered his house. The living room of his house was a normal sized room. It was about the same size as my living room, but a little more spacey. "Nice house you have here." I said and I hear him double locking the front door.

"Yeah, I like it. It's not too big and not too small. It's just perfect." He said.

"Where are your parents?"

"They're still at the party. Before Rich left, I told him to go back for my parents and tell them that we came here. He should be telling your manager that you're here as well."

"Ohh, okay." I started to feel unsafe. Alone in a house with Jake Ryan. I don't even know him as much as I should. Should I feel safe around him or be more protective on myself just incase he tries something on me?

"You want to change or shower or something?" He asked breaking me out of my thoughts and started to walk up the stairs.

"Umm…" I didn't know what to say. I know I stink because I fell into dirty pond water which is why I should shower, but if I don't and just change, then I'll still have the smell of the murky pond water on me.

"If you shower, I can get you some clothes or something while your clothes dry." He said. I followed him up the stairs and he led me to the bathroom.

"I guess I'll shower then."

"Okay. This is the bathroom and I'll drop off the clothes." He said and left.

I closed the door and peeled off my wet clothes. I pulled off my wig and threw it in the shower. My clothes, I folded it and put it on top the hamper that was next to the shower. Before going in the shower. I went inside the shower and turned it on.

'I'm not even supposed to be here.' I grumbled and started to rinse out my wig. 'I don't even know if I'm supposed to do this to my wig, but its wet and stink and I have to get it to smell clean since I am going to be here for a while.'

I hear the door open and I turned my back to the shower curtain just in case.

"Umm, here are the clothes." He stopped talking and I could hear him breathing in the background.

"Are you still there?" I ask and start to feel a little uneasy about him being in here as I shower. What if he could see through the curtains or what if he tries something on me while I'm in here? I start to panic.

"Yeah, sorry. I'll leave you now." He said and then walked back out of the bathroom slowly closing the door behind him.

I sighed. 'This is going to be a long night. I should just call dad and tell him to pick me up right away.' I shook my head and continued my shower.

As soon as I finished the shower, I walked out finding a big sized shirt and shorts there. I put them on and squeezed my wig in the sink to get most of the water out of it. I placed it over the sink and I started to rub the towel against my scalp. I wrapped my hair in the towel and placed my wig under the sink to dry off a bit before I put it back on.

I walked outside and found Jake in the closet that's in the hallway.

"Hey Jake, where can I dry my clothes?" I ask and he closed the closet. He looked at me and squinted his eyes.

He didn't say anything, he just stared at me.

"Is there something wrong Jake?" I asked and he walked closer to me.

"Sorry for staring, you just look like this girl I know." He shook his head "It's like I'm obsessed." I hear him whisper. He then took my hand and brought me down the stairs. He's been doing that a lot lately, holding my hand. Or well once, but that was at the party like an hour ago.

He brought me to the basement and it was creepy. There was spider webs and everywhere, it was dusty, and it was just plain scary.

"Ew!" I screamed as I felt my hand touch one of the many cobwebs there.

"You must hate spiders."

I turned to Jake and gave him an obvious look. "Ya think?" I shook my head.

"Just give me your clothes and I'll put it in." He took my clothes from my hands and shoved it in the dryer. He pressed a bunch of buttons and it started to spin.

"Okay, so movie in the living room while we wait?" He asked me and I nodded.

We went back upstairs, but I went straight to the bathroom. I needed my wig or else I would forget it.

I bent down to look under the sink for my wig, but as I did this, my towel fell off my head.

"Hey Hannah, pick one, Pirates of the Caribbean 2 or The Lake House?"

I hear his footsteps come closer to the bathroom and I jumped up, but as I was about to close the door, he was in front of the bathroom door and looking straight at me. I slammed the door in his face and leaned against the door.

"Hannah?" He sounded confused.

I locked the door and put my hair in a bun even though it's still wet. I got my wig from under the sink and found a brush under there as well and brushed it. 'Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up!' I finally got most of the tangles off and it was partly dry. I pulled it on my head and unlocked the door. I opened it finding Jake looking completely confused.

"Yeah Jake?" I sighed. 'I hope he didn't see.'

"I swear, I thought I saw you with brown hair." He scratched his head and started to shake it.

"You must be seeing things, all blonde up here haha." I tried to keep a straight face. 'Please believe that.'

"Okay, if you say so." He turned and walked back toward the living room.

I sighed in relief and he walked down the stairs.

I followed behind him thanking god that he believed me. I just didn't know what I would do with him finding out about my secret just now because we just got to know each other personally as Hannah and Jake today.

As we watched the movie, we talked about things, things that I never knew about him. The fact that he was forced into the acting business because his parents were also famous people, which I did know.

Jakes mom, Clair Ryan, she used to be a famous singer back in the day before she had Jake and Jake's sister Christine. Jake's dad, Jeffery Ryan, was an actor and he met Jakes mom at a party. He said that it was love at first sight. How romantic!

"How about you?" Jake asked.

"What about me?" I leaned back into the couch and lifted my legs placing my feet on the coffee table.

"Your mom, your dad, how did they meet and how close are they?" He did the same thing as me.

"Well, my dad and my mom, they met in high school. They started dating at a dance when my dad asked her to the prom and then they fell in love and got married. She was great and they were really close." I guess I might as well tell him the real story that I've been told.

"What do you mean by were?" He asked and looked confused. He's been giving me that confused look all night tonight which is kind of irritating.

"Well, my mom died right before my huge breakout." I simply said and he looked shocked.

"Wow, I'm sorry to hear that." He patted my hand and gave me a sympathetic look.

"Yeah, its okay. I have to get over it and I've been great. My friends and family helped me get over this whole issue and you know you have to move on with life instead of having it stuck on you."

"I understand." He smiled "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Huh?" I guess he felt uncomfortable talking about my mom. Ohh well, I get that a lot when I first tell someone about my moms death. "No boyfriend. I don't really want a relationship right now… and my dad would kill me." I laughed. "How about you?"

"Well, like I said back at the party, I sort of have a thing for that girl at the party that I kissed."

I removed my legs from the table and I sat up. I pulled them up to my chest and turned my whole body to Jake. "Are you going to ask her out?"

"Maybe." He moved closer to me and lifted his hand placing a finger on my chin. "But for some reason, you remind me of her."

I swatted his hand away from me. "You're the biggest flirt I know." I laughed and then all of a sudden I sneezed right into his face.

"Thank you for covering your mouth." He wiped his face with his shirt and I felt myself blush.

"Ugh Sorry, I think I may be catching a cold." I sniffled.

"I guess we shouldn't have been playing so close to the pond then." He joked.

"Weirdo."

We continued to talk throughout the night and suddenly I found myself falling asleep.

I woke up with the phone ringing. I reached for the side of me and found the phone there and I answered it.

"Hello?" I said with my voice sounding groggy. I rubbed my face on the warm soft material my head was leaning against.

"Hannah, when are you coming home and why are you answering the Ryan's phone?" I shot up. I forgot I was still at Jakes house.

"Oh my gosh, what time is it?" I asked and turned to see that the warm soft material was Jakes shirt. I was lying on his chest and he had his arm around me, but it fell off when I sat up.

"It's 2:13 AM and I'm already at the house. The Ryan's should be home already as well and I have your purse with me. How could you leave your purse next to the pond? I told you to watch out for your stuff especially when you have your other phone in there!" Dad was yelling through the phone.

"Dad, can you stop yelling? Lecture me when I get home." I groaned and hung up on him.

I stood up and looked at Jake. How can he be asleep and not hear me talk and I was talking loudly too.' I saw my wig on the couch and my hands flew to my head 'Oh my gosh, my wig fell off. I hope Mr. and Mrs. Ryan didn't see me… I wonder why they didn't wake me up.' I shook my head.

I took my wig from the couch. I walked my way toward the basement and went to the dryer to retrieve my clothes. I slipped my wig between my warm and dry clothes and walked back to the living room. I went back to the coffee table and found a pen and paper on it. I wrote Jake a note saying:

Jake,

Thank you for helping me out. I had a lot of fun talking to you and hope to talk to you again soon. I don't hate you as much as I did before hehe so you don't need to worry about that. Anyway, if you ever need help, call me at this number (310) 426 - 6246.

Hannah Montana

I read the letter and smiled to myself. 'I'm actually giving him my number. This is so weird.' I left the letter on the coffee table and turned off the TV. I walked toward the door and unlocked it. I had my clothes in my arms, my wig hidden beneath them and I was going home as Miley.

"Now to get home before anyone sees me." I lightly closed the door and ran all the way home to my house. The cool September air thrashed against me as I ran my way toward home.

Thoughts of Jake ran through my mind and I think I'm actually starting to like that Jake Ryan boy, which isn't a good thing.

A/N I know this chapter pretty much blows and I know you all wanted her "Secret" to be revealed and I'm so sorry. Anyway I'll try and update soon. I'll probably update more quickly since it is winter break. Three weeks free from school!!

I keep forgetting to ask this, who knows what (Jakes number) 426 - 5253 and (Hannah's number) 426 - 6246 mean? LOL whoever gets it gets a cookie :P

Happy Holiday!