Chapter 7: Complications

Saturday, day after the concert, I met up with Lilly at the beach. I feel like I haven't been spending enough time with her, and apparently so did she, because she showed no hesitation when she said she would be here.

"Hey Miley," Lilly said as she jogged over with her beach blanket. We were at our usual tan spot. I already had my towel laid out.

"Hey Lilly," I returned the greeting.

She laid her towel next to mine and we sat down. The sun was high in the sky, beaming down its afternoon heat. People were spread around everywhere. They were tanning, surfing, and making sand castles. Jackson was working his shift at Rico's.

"So how did your plan for last night's concert go?" Lilly asked, since she wasn't able to be there.

"Perfect. The jocks were excited just to meet me. They were acting like ten-year-old girls, so I don't think they'll be bothering Jake anytime soon," I replied with a grin.

I went to school on Monday. Some things have changed since the press found out that Hannah and Jake are dating. Most of his fan girls have left him alone, yet some still won't give up. I had to resist the urge to spend time with him, to hold his hand, kiss his cheek.

THIS IS TORTURE!

The only times we can be together are concerts or premieres. We decided to try and stay away from restaurant dinners since the Steak n' Shake incident. I love my fans, but gosh, sometimes I wish they'd leave me alone when I'm Hannah.

I sat in math class and continued to stare at the clock, waiting for class to end. Ha, no wonder Mrs. Ullman suggested I get tutored. The next time Jake and I can hang out, is at my concert on Friday. Four days, seven hours, and forty-seven minutes from now.

THIS IS ENDLESS! (A/N: lol, kinda like how Jake said it at the ice cream shop in Achy Jakey Heart.)

After class, I walked towards my locker. I noticed two things at once, the janitor's closet, and Jake. I opened the door to the closet and went in. I kept the door a little open and looked out into the hall. It wasn't too crowded, and most people were just leaving to their destination since school was over. Luckily, Jake didn't have any fans with him at the moment. He started walking past the closet, and he was right by it.

Perfect.

I grabbed the sleeve of his blazer and pulled him in, quickly closing the door.

"AHH!" Jake shouted.

"Shush it Ryan," I said. He automatically recognized my voice.

"Jeez Miles, are you trying to give me a heart attack?" he asked.

"Maybe," I said jokingly.

"Well what if I died?" Jake retorted.

"You're just thinking about your fans, aren't you?" I asked.

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Am not."

"You so are thinking about your fans," I said.

"How would you know?" Jake questions.

"With my super Mil-lay powers."

"Fine, I am," Jake said. "They'd be crushed if I died."

"I can't believe you're thinking about how crushed your fans would be if you got a heart attack when I pulled you in here, not your friends or family."

"Is there a point you dragged me in here," Jake asked, and even if we are in the dark, I could tell he began to smirk. "My girlfriend wouldn't like me in a closet with my ex."

"Ugh, that's the thing Jacob, I could take it anymore! How can you handle this??"

"Well, I guess it's because I'm such an amazing actor," he said. The light cracks of the door gave the room a dimly lit effect. I could tell he was flashing his cocky superstar grin off to nowhere. I slapped his shoulder.

"Hey, what was that for?" Jake questions.

"Just cause," I reply. I no longer resist the urge to kiss him, and pulled him down to my level by his blazer collar, pressing his lips against mine. He wrapped his arms around my waist, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He pulled away.

"What was that-," Jake starts.

"Just cause." He grinned, as did I.

"Like I said, I don't think my girlfriend would like this," Jake said as he continued to hold my waist. I leaned up on my toes and whispered into his ear.

"Tell her: technically it's not cheating." With that, Jake pulled me into another kiss.

After a few minutes, I remembered that we were still in school. I pulled away.

"Jake, we should leave," I said.

"Alright," he said.

"Do you still have those hat and sunglasses?" I ask.

"Course," Jake said, with our eyes adjusted to the closet's lighting, Jake was able to pull out his disguise.

I carefully and quietly opened the door. The hall was empty. I got out and motioned Jake to follow. We quickly walked out of school to see Jackson in his car. His seat was pull down to laying position and his sunglasses were on. I could tell that he had probably fallen asleep.

"Come on," I told Jake. We walked to the car and got in the back, well, as far as we could get with the driver's seat down against it.

"Jackson," I said, shaking his shoulder. "Jackson!"

"Huh, wha??" he questions tiredly.

"Move your seat, we gotta get home," I tell him.

"Oh hey Jacob," Jackson says upon seeing him. Now that Jake isn't mad at me anymore, he isn't mad at Jackson either.

"Hey Jackson," Jake says.

"Home, now," I said, getting to the point.

"Fine, fine," Jackson said while starting the car.

He drove us to our house and parked the car. Jake and I went straight to my room as usual.

"Jacob, I wanna go swimming at the beach," I said.

"Okay…" Jake said, a little confused at my random idea. "I guess I'll go home and change into my swim trunks, then we'll meet-,"

"But who would I go as?" I ask, getting to the point. I don't really want to go swimming at the beach at the moment, I just want to know what we would do if we did go to the beach.

"Uhhh… Miley?" Jake said, more like ask.

"But then they would think you're cheating on me with me," I said.

"Huh?" Jake asked. I let out an exasperated sigh as I fell on to my bed, covering my head with my pillow.

"Go as Hannah then," Jake said, noticing my frustration. I uncovered my head.

"Hello, swimming, water. I can't wear a wig in the ocean!"

"Oh, umm…" Jake said, trying to think of other ideas.

"That's the thing Jacob," I said softly. "I wanna just go to the beach with you- without all these complications," I explain. After a moment of silence, Jake spoke up.

"Well the way I look at it, we have two different ways to go at this…"

"We?" I ask, smirking.

"Just listen."

A/N: Hey peoples, thanks for all the reviews on the last chapter. I have an important question for you…

Do you think Miley should reveal her Hannah secret to the world?