Disclaimer- I do not own Hannah Montana.

'Where am I?' Miley thought as she lied in bed the next morning. She sat up to look around, and realized she was in Jake's house. "Ouchhh." She wined out loud, she had a terrible headache.

"Oh, hey. Your up." Jake walked into the room. Miley looked at the clock next to the bed, 9:30.

"Uhh?" Miley was confused.

"I'll be right back," Jake said, then went downstairs into the kitchen. He came back up and entered the room with a bottle of water and 2 aspirin.

He came over and sat down next to Miley on the bed. "Take these." He said, then handed her the pills and water. She didn't argue, she just took the pills.

Miley shut her eyes tightly and winced in pain. "Oww." She cried.

"Headache?" Jake assumed.

"Mmhm."

"Why am I here?" Miley asked, after they had been sitting in silence for a few minutes.

"You don't remember? Last night you went to a party with Ph-" but Miley cut him off.

"No, I remember Phil, but how did I get Here?" She asked.

"You passed out, and I took you here. I knew your Dad would probably kill you if he saw you like you were last night." Jake replied."

"Shit!! My Dad!" Miley shot up in bed. She moaned in pain, and Jake made her lay back down.

"Its fine, he called Lilly and she told him you two were having a sleepover." Jake told her.

"Well, I should probably go. Our sleepovers usually end around 10." She informed him.

"Oh, okay." Jake said, then led them down the stairs.

"Do you need me to walk you home?" Jake asked politely.

"No Jake, you've done enough already." She told him, and was about to walk at the door but she turned, "Jake?"

"Yeah?"

"Thank you." MIley smiled slightly. Jake just nodded his head and Miley walked home.

On her way home, Miley thought a lot. Mainly about her and Jake. She didn't really hate him at all, it was just that she didn't really trust him. He could have taken advantage of her last night, but he didn't, and that did make him at least a little bit trust worthy.

Miley and Jake didn't really talk at school, other than when they had to finish their english project. It was like they had never even been friends. About a week after the party, Miley was walking down the school hallway on her way to the bathroom, when she saw Jake with his head in his hands, sitting on the ground near his locker. Skipping class to sit near his locker?

Miley was trying to decide if she should just walk by him without acknowledging him like she had down so many times, or stop and talk to him. 'He did hurt me,' she thought. 'But right now, he's probably more hurt than me, with everything going on with his family.'

"Hey," Miley said quietly.

"Oh, hey." Jake took his head out of his hands and replied.

Miley was about to continue on her way to the bathroom but she turned around again. "You okay?" She asked him.

"Not really." Jake said after a moment, then sighed. He was sick of acting like everything was fine. Miley sat next to him and leaned her back against a locker.

"What happened?" She asked.

"I don't know, its just everything. I haven't seen my Mom in like three days...I have no clue where she is. I have a feeling Im never seeing my Dad again. Everything is falling apart ... and I have no one left." Jake explained sadly. Miley felt horrible. She had been hurt, but at least she still had her friends and family.

"Well, you have John." Miley tried to sound hopeful. Jake just smirked. Everyone knew John wasn't a 'Good Friend'. He was just a jerk.

Miley thought for a second. "You have me," Miley said very quietly, but she meant it. She laid her head on Jake's shoulder and he smiled.

I hope everyone had a nice Valentine's day!! Sorry this isn't that long, and that it took awhile for me to update. Im using my sisters computer because my internets not working now, and it smells in here. haha. Thanks for reading and pleaseee review. Thank you sooo much for all the other reviews too :)

XOXO

Sherrieee