Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Montana or the songs used in this fanfic.

A/N Hmm, to all of you who asked when Jake was coming back, I'd have to say… if you really got my hints from the last chapter, when Jake is coming back XP (note the ZOMG really soon parts LOL and the littlebig hint I gave at the A/N at the end of the chapter)

Chapter 5

Hanging With Freddy

I was in the front of the school talking with Jackson about me staying after school with Freddy. He really wanted to see if I would be safe here and I told him multiple times that I would.

"Miley, seriously, I know this guy and I hear he's bad." Jackson said, still trying to get me to change my mind and leave Freddy here.

"Jackson, I know what I'm doing. Why can't you trust me?" I asked. After asking a few people if Freddy was safe, all of them said he was.

"Because…" He started, but I knew where this was leading up to.

"Jackson, I really doubt someone would try and rape someone in school Just don't worry about it okay?" I said and hugged him. "Just bring everyone home and I'll see you later tonight." I said and left him before he could stop me any longer.

I looked back at him just before going into the building of the school, and saw him walking to his car. I sighed in relief. At least he finally gave up on trying to get me home.

I entered the building and went straight for Mrs. Rodrigues room, which was the first music room. He wasn't in there, but I heard music coming from the second music room. I walked down the hall and heard the music getting louder.

Once I got there, I saw Freddy on the piano playing a song. I slowly got into the class, closing the door behind me quietly and went to sit down at a desk as he played the song.

I always thought I would stand on my own
Climb a mountain top all alone
Relying, depending on no one
Now look at what you've done

He was midst of the song when he started to sing with so much passion. I'd say it was probably the bridge of the song, but the way he sang it was completely breathtaking. He had such a deep voice, better than most that I've heard, but the song he was singing, why was he even singing it?

Now I can't go on without you
I'm naked, I can't fake it.
I'm not that strong without you
Never thought I could love you the way I do.

He stopped playing as he sang the last few words.

Wow. He loves someone, but who could it be? This was probably another mystery that I had to solve. Who is the real Freddy Greendale? Who is the person inside of him? From what I gathered earlier in the day, he was a really good guy that everyone liked. He doesn't seem dangerous. Maybe he's just lonely?

"Hey, how long have you been there?" I hear him say and I shook my head, to get me to stop thinking like this.

"I just got here." I smiled and got up from the table. "Mrs. Rodrigues is right though, you're a really good singer."

"Not as good as you." He grinned and signaled for me to come. "Come here, I have some song you'd probably want to see."

I walked over to the piano. I remembered the last time I was in here, was when I had my little break down and Mrs. Ryan, Jake's mom, came to comfort me. I told her about my identity then and he wasn't that shocked. I haven't seen her since Jake left, but maybe I get to see her again when Jake comes home in two days.

He handed me three sheets of paper, which was three different songs. I read the titles in my head and shrugged. It wasn't much of my taste, one of them was a sappy love song, another one was just too slow, and the last one was too hard and required a lot of air when singing.

"I'm don't really like these, sorry." I handed the lyrics back to him and he frowned.

"Just try singing this one." He pointed to the first one and I sighed. I remembered watching the movie to which this song was from. It was from one of my favorite singers, but I wasn't too fond of this song.

"Fine." I said and started off with my fake voice. He scrunched face and he put his hand up to stop me from singing.

"Sing for real." He said.

I sighed. He knows of me faking my voice. "I can't sing."

"Yes you can, now sing." He crossed his arms and waited for me expectantly.

I rolled my eyes and sang a bit better than my fake voice, but I still had it on. I sang a few verses, soon stopping not able to handle the song. I shook my head. "I really don't like it." I sighed.

"Sorry, I just thought you'd like them." He put them in a folder that was on the piano bench and stood up.

"Do you have any more lyrics?" I asked and he nodded.

"Back in the auditorium. I hand out there most of the time with the drama department so I leave most of my stuff there." He said. He gathered his thing, which was on the table beside the piano and put on his bag.

We walked out of the class together and went to the auditorium for the other lyrics. As we got there, a few of the drama people were there for a meeting. We went through the back way, but I overheard them talking about a play they were going to do in a few months.

We behind the curtains and there was a table with a folder on it. There were two chairs in front of the table and Freddy sat on one of them. He opened the folder, and brought out about eight sheets of paper.

"Here, maybe you like one of these." He handed them to me and I looked through them.

My face lit up. They were way better than the one's he had at the music room. I pulled out five of the eight sheets and gave the three back to him.

"I really like these." I smiled and read through the lyrics.

"Really?" I nodded and looked at him. He grinned and dropped the sheets on the table.

"I really like these too, but I just thought you were… that type of person that would probably like those other songs."

"Well, everyone is different. I have a lot of different taste in music." I said and looked at another song.

"Okay, well I shouldn't have judged you like that." He laughed.

"It's alright." I laughed. "At least there isn't a song from High School Musical, like What I've Been Looking For or anything." (I don't mean that, I love High School Musical and I love What I've Been Looking For, so sorry if I offend you or anything)

"Hey, I really like that movie. I find it amazing how everyone just goes in the cafeteria and sing and dance confessing their guilty pleasure."

"Haha, yeah, it's a good movie." I smiled.

He sighed deeply. "Oh shoot, I'll be right back; I'm going to go to my locker to get something." He said and quickly walked away.

We just got here, and now he wants to go to his locker. What a weird person. I shook my head and looked at the first song. It was called I Really Don't Think So. I haven't heard this song in a really long time; I just find it hard to believe that he actually had this song.

I started to bob my head as I read the lyrics to myself. It has been a while since I heard it. Maybe I should sing it.

Soon enough, I started to sing the lyrics with my real voice.

I don't need a ring on my finger
I kinda like being single
Commitment don't fit me
It bit me one time
And I still don't know

Why does everything have to be a love thing
Think of all the sorrows that love brings
Is it where you really wanna go
No, I really don't think so

I smiled remembering what this song took a big affect on me when I first heard it. It was like, when I was 6th grade or something and it was my most favorite song ever. I never knew what this song meant before, but now that I know, I feel less stupid. Then again, if I do end up singing this song for this project, it would sound kind of weird.

"Why is it that when I'm gone, you decide to sing like that?" I hear Freddy say behind me, making me jump from my place.

I patted my chest and shot him a dirty look. "Never do that again." I gasped and tried to relax.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to do that." He chuckled. "So, you like being single eh?" He asked and I rolled my eyes.

"That was in the lyrics."

He laughed and dropped his folder on the table.

He was looking for his own music sheets when I realized that this area is too public. I don't even know who else might've heard me while I was singing. Maybe going to his house would be a good idea. I could learn more about him and see what kind of environment he lived in.

"Freddy, do you think we could go to your house and practice this?" I asked and he shook his head.

"My house… isn't really a good place right now. Why do you want to practice somewhere else?" He simply replied and closed his folder holding up his sheets.

I thought for a second trying to think of a good excuse on why I wanted to go somewhere else. I couldn't just say, "Oh, I wanted to go because I don't want anyone to hear me sing and say I sound familiar and eventually people would know." That would be stupid and people would know then.

"Because I don't want anyone to bother us when we're practicing. I know we have a really long time till we have to be serious about this, but I really don't want anyone to hear us." I smiled. That sounded pretty right.

He sighed and put his papers in his folder.

"Let's go to your house then." He said and I was a bit shocked.

"Really?" I asked and he nodded.

"Yeah, you want more privacy, I get it, and I somewhat think that the only reason why you sing with a fake voice is because you're afraid to let anyone hear how good you are." He smiled.

'Close enough.' I said to myself and lightly chuckled. "Yeah, exactly, I guess you could say that. You really want to go to my house?" I asked and he nodded.

"If it means more practice time, then of course I would. Just, it takes a while to get from here to my house." I put together my own things and opened my bag to put the songs sheets in.

"Okay, then we'll use my car." He took out his keys from his pocket.

"Sure, why not." I said in an uneasy tone. The last time I rode with a guy I had just met in a car was with Matt. I'm a bit nervous, but I guess this is the only way that will work. I have to learn to trust him when trusting is hard to do after someone made you lose their trust in a very wrong way.

We started off from here to his car, and surprisingly, he had a red Toyota Tacoma.

"Nice truck." I said once I got in.

"Thank you, haha, it's my dad's I had to borrow it for today." He replied and started to drive.

I gave him directions to my house and within 10 minutes, we got there.

"I thought you said you lived far away?" He said as he got out of the car.

"Well I do." I laughed and we walked to the front of the house.

"This is not far compared to where I live, okay?"

"Where do you live?"

"Somewhere, you'll find out one day." He smirked and I opened the front of the door.

I entered the house, expecting for someone to be in there, but there wasn't anyone there. Where the heck is everybody?

"Luann? Jackson? Are you guys here?" I called, but no one answered. "Oh well." I set my things down on the coffee table and looked at Freddy. He looked around the room, studying everything before he came to sit down next to me.

"You alright?" I asked and he nodded.

"You just have a really nice house." He replied and set his things down.

We were quiet for a while when he continued to look around the room. What was in here that's making him look so amazed? I asked myself and shook my head. Maybe it's a guy thing. I smiled to myself opened my folder which I put the music sheets in earlier.

"So then," I said trying to gain his attention, "All I Ask of You, Anywhere, Anytime, I Really Don't Think So, and Timeless. Who knew you were a big musical person." I said noticing the three songs that were from those movies.

"Yeah, it's my guilty pleasure." He laughed and lightly pushed my shoulder. "I have more lyrics at home, I just wanted to see if there were any from the eleven songs I showed you today."

"Maybe another time I could see the rest." I nodded.

Then there was that stupid awkward silence.

"So…" He started and I lifted my gaze from the music sheets to him.

"Yeah?" I asked and he laced his hands together.

"You probably know what happened to me last year, which is why you were sneaking around like that." He said and I sighed.

"Actually, I have no clue on what happened to you last year. I was su-" I quickly stopped myself from saying suspended. He didn't need to know that about me, if he was one of the people who haven't heard about me yet. "I wasn't in school at that time because of this incident that happened. Why, how did you get suspended? I've heard many things, but then I could never find out the truth in what happened." I said. I finally could find out some things about this guy, I just hope it isn't as bad as what most of the people said.

"Well, you must've heard that I was in a fight with a teacher." He started and I nodded.

"Okay, that is entirely true." He took a deep breath. "It started when-"

"We're home!" I hear the door open. I looked away from Freddy and at the front door to the people piling in the living room.

"Hey you guys." I said and Jackson looked at Luann, giving her a weird look, which made her go back outside

"Where is Luann going?" I asked and he shrugged, but smiled.

"Hi Miley, Freddy." He nodded at Freddy once he noticed that he was there. "So that was your truck that was outside."

"Yup, we just came back here because Miley didn't want anyone to hear her sing. She sings really nice, but I guess she's too shy."

Jackson laughed. "Miles, a good singer? She sings horribly."

"If you say so." Freddy mumbled feeling quite uncomfortable.

"Anyway, hey Miles, guess what?" Jackson said and I stared at him blankly. He looked at the door, signaling someone or thing to come inside.

"What?" I asked and soon, Luann, Lilly, and Oliver came inside of the house.

They looked like they were blocking something, but once they fully entered the house, they parted revealing the one person I thought I wouldn't see for another two days.

"Oh my gosh, Jake!" I screamed and ran around the couch jumping into his arms, giving him a big hug.

A/N OMG Jake is finally back!

So, apparently, everyone wants a Jiley fic. I'll see what I can do :D