20 Years

"You look stunning." Shane praised when he saw her; a beautiful pale pink dress made of silk or something like it that clung to her curves perfetly, a pair of strappy heels that just made him want to drool they made her legs look so long. Her hair styled in loose curls framing her face and Shane just wanted to grab her and kiss her.

"Thank-you." Miley blushed, looking down at her hands shyly. "You look extremely handsome too." She looked up at him through her long lashes, he was in a tux complete with bowtie and boutonniere the same pale pink as Miley's dress.

"Nothing on you, Babe." Shane grinned down at her. "I wanna kiss you so bad right now."

"Only if you don't mess up my make-up." Miley conditioned, smiling up at him and stepping closer. Shane leaned down and cupped her face tenderly, pressing his lips to her soft, pink, glossy ones.

"Are you ready yet-?" Jackson walked into the living room, making the young couple jump apart. "Woah." Jackson dramatically covered his eyes. "Get a room."

"Do we have time?" Shane asked, brightening up.

"Shane." Miley hissed, flushing red.

"Don't let Dad hear you say that." Jackson warned, rolling his eyes. "He still hasn't forgiven you for whatever happened when you were nine and Miley was six." Miley coughed and blushed, looking away. It may have been 14 years ago, Miley still remembered the first time she'd seen Shane's boy parts. She didn't know it until six years later, and it hadn't occured to her until she was 15 that what they had been about to do before he father walked in was sex.

"It was two months before I got to see my Princess again." Shane whispered sadly. He stepped close to Miley again and moved his hand around her waist, holding her possessively.

"We need to go." Miley gasped, glancing at the clock on the wall. "Come on, they only wait for the Bride and Groom, not the best man and bridesmaid."

"Fine." Shane grumbled, rolling his eyes when Miley removed his hands from her body.

"Gee, don't look so happy." Jackson said sarcastically.

"Go tell Sienna we need to leave." Miley ordered her brother. "And you." She turned to her boyfriend. "Put a smile on your face, dang flabit, it's your brothers wedding day."

"Anything for you, Baby." Shane grinned, pecking her cheek lightly.

"Why are you so resistant today?" Miley asked, reaching up to fix his bowtie. "You should be happy for Jason."

"I am." Shane shrugged sheepishly. "I just... I always wanted to marry you first. I've been in love with you for twenty years, Jason's only known Caroline for three years." Shane stomped his foot childishly. "Why does he get to marry her first?"

"Don't be a baby, Shay." Miley rolled her eyes, hugging his around the middle and looking up at him. "Let Jase have his day and when we get married it'll be all about us."

"Well, I guess I waited twenty years already." Shane sighed and I smiled. "What's twenty more months? Especially when I get you forever."

"Twenty months?" Miley hummed questioningly. "August?"

"Maybe." Shane shrugged sheepishly. "Summer wedding on the beach where we had our first date." He'd given thought to this, Miley realised. "After I propose properly, of course."

"You don't need to propose." Miley shook her head, blushing lightly in that cute way that Shane loved. "You already did, last Christmas."

"Last Christmas was a promise, Princess." Shane laughed, brushing a curled tendril of chestnut hair behind her ear. "Besides, I haven't even asked your Dad for your hand yet."

"Okay, let's go." Sienna announced, coming downstairs from where she'd been getting ready in the guest room before they had to head to the Church.

"Dude." Jackson shook his head, a look of disgust on his face. "Hands off my sister in front of me." Shane rolled his eyes as he stepped back from Miley and held out his arm for her.

"Stunning." Shane whispered in Miley's ear again as he held the car door open for her. Before long dusk was falling and the Church pews were filled with all Jason and Caroline's friends and family. The music started and once again Shane held out his arm for his beloved. Miley smiled and looped her hand through the crook of his arm as they walked down the aisle; Shane as Jason's Best Man and Miley as one of Caroline's Bridesmaids. Nate - a Groomsman - and one of the other Bridesmaids followed. Shane kissed Miley's cheek before they parted. When the Bridal March started Miley smiled wistfully for when it would be her and Shane getting married.

Age Of Love

"Mister Stewart?" Shane asked nervously at the reception for Jason and Caroline's wedding. It was the Father/Daughter dance and Caroline and her father were dancing across the otherwise empty floor.

"Shane." Robby Ray nodded the younger man.

"I wanted to ask you something, Mister Stewart." Shane started, his eyes absently flickering over to Miley, standing in a corner with his and Caroline's Mom.

"Little late to ask, isn't it, Boy?" Robby shook his head and Shane looked puzzled. "I already know you're sleeping with my baby girl, and that ring on her finger isn't exatly something between two friends." Shane winced and Robby sighed. "She's my baby, Shane, and I knew you were gonna be the one to take he from me ever since you were the one she wanted to hold her hand and kiss her boo boos when Nate pushed her on her second birthday."

"I don't mean to take her from you." Shane mumbled, feeling guilty.

"I know you don't." Robby muttered, watching his daughter as well. He tugged at his bowtie until it hung loose around his neck. "You love my baby as much as I do, don't you?"

"I love Miley more than anything." Shane whispered and Robby sighed again.

"So do it." The older man said, making Shane look confused again. "Go ahead, Boy, ask."

"Could I have your permission to ask for Miley's hand in marriage?" Shane asked, his hand in his pocked, fumbling with the key he kept on him at all times, that unlocked the moneybox he kept in his underwear drawer that he'd been filling for the last 18 years ever since his Dad told him that a man gives a girl a ring when he loves her and wants to marry her.

"Her hand, and her heart, have always been yours, Shane." Robby sighed and Shane let out a breath. "You have my permission, Shane, but shouldn't you have asked before you proposed?"

"The ring last Christmas wasn't an engagement." Shane muttered, more relaxed. He wanted to do it right; Miley was her own woman, independant and powerful, but he knew she liked things a little old fashioned. So he asked her father for her hand like he knew she secretly wanted. "It was a promise. I know she wanted me to ask you and I wouldn't do anything until you said yes, even if it took twenty more years."

"We may have left Tennessee when she was barely six months, but Miley's always been an independant, strong, old fashioned girl." Robby shook his head, as if not quite understanding how that happened. "You make my daughter happy and that's all the permission you need."

"Thank-you, Mister Stewart." Just then Miley excused herself from his and Caroline's mothers and came over, smiling at the two most important men in her life.

"Hi, Daddy." Miley curled herself into Shane's side. "What are you guys talking about over here?" She turned her big blue eyes up on Shane.

"Nothing much." Shane hummed, kissing her temple. "I love you, Miles."

"I love you too, Shaney." Miley smiled, kissing his lips lightly. She knew something had been going on in their conversation, but considering they seemed amicable she wouldn't press it, they were he two most important men and it was important for her for them to get along.

I know some of you wanted Miley and Shane's wedding, but I hope you still like this. The long awaited 20th moment of Miley and Shane. It's hard to believe Miley's alreeady 20... Who else remembers watching Hannah Montana when she was 14? Time just flies, doesn't it?

HAPPY 20TH BIRTHDAY MILEY!

6th update for Miley's birthday... I think there's only one left after this.

Another year gone, so this won't be updated for another whole year.

Everyone wish Miley a happy birthday :D

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