Happy Birthday Miley and Lucas G.!!

Chapter 3

Normally, I would have thought it was all a bad dream. The pain, loneliness, Ethan, the drinking…..Jake. And I would have thought that if it wasn't for the earsplitting headache I woke up with.

I sat up and looked around. Someone, thankfully, had put a thick curtain over the window to keep the sun out. The room was a beautiful light green color and had a white picket fence painted on the back wall. I held my throbbing head before sitting up all the way. I tried to remember where I was, everything looked unfamiliar. Of course, having watched way to many sitcoms, my first thought was that I had done it with a random guy at the party. That's always how the shows go. The girl gets drunk, meets a guy at a party, totally does it, and wakes up in his bed wondering what the hell had happened. But, this room didn't look like a boy's room. I slowly put my legs over the side of the bed and stood up. I was dizzy at first but managed to steady myself. Another thing I happen to notice was, I was wearing an over small tank top and shorts. This is weird. One thing I did remember was the jean skirt and the leggings I was wearing. I cautiously put my hand on the doorknob and turned it. The wooden floors were cool on my feet as I walked down long spiraling steps. It seemed like forever, and then finally I was at the bottom. The first thing I saw was a beautiful kitchen. It was painted a moss green and had roses on the border going along the middle of the wall. Whoever owned this was loaded. But the house wasn't half a beautiful as what was sitting at the table. I cleared my throat and the person jumped. As Jake turned around I began hyperventilating. My first thought, naturally, was that he was the one I came home with. Which technically he was but I was thinking in a very different way. This was not good.

Jake jumped up and hugged me until I couldn't breathe. Then he stepped away.

"Once your better, I'm going to yell at you until your eardrums are busted. But I'll wait until your hangovers gone." I shook my head slightly, trying to get rid of the fuzzy feeling, then I instantly regretted it. My head felt like it was being hammered apart. I took a shaking breath and whispered,

"What…..happened?" He raised an eyebrow and said,

"You went out to a party with college guys, got drunk, I found you, tried to take you to your house, you wouldn't let me, and I took you here to my house." I let out a sigh of relief and said,

"So…..we didn't…..you know…?" His face looked confused for a second, then realization covered it.

"Huh….Oh! Nooo!" He said.

"Thank God." I muttered before sitting down in a kitchen seat.

"This is gonna sound weird but…..where are my clothes?" I asked. He laughed and said,

"Well, after you threw up on them three times my sister decided to let you borrow some of hers…..although I see they are a little small." I nodded and then saw a blur of blonde running around and around in circles. A little girl about seven stopped beside Jake. She had the prettiest blue eyes and blond hair. She smiled and said,

"Hey Jakeykins! Is your friend feeling better?" I smiled at the little girl as good as I could.

"No. she feels really bad still. So leave us alone Lana and go play with your dollies." Jake replied trying to get the little girl to stop playing with his hair. She stuck out her tongue and screamed,

"MEANIE JAKEYKINS!" I grimaced as the loud sound hit me. I really thought my head was splitting open. Jake glared at her and said,

"Lana, don't scream your gonna make her worse now GO." He said. The little girl, Lana, burst into tears and ran upstairs. If I would have been listening closely enough I would have head her say,

"I miss Lindsay."

Jake muttered an apology and I waved it off.

"Jake, did you really think I was going to fit in a seven year old clothes?" I asked. He grinned, embarrassed and said,

"Um…Lana's six." I rolled my eyes and all the sudden a thought hit me, I jumped up suddenly. That made me get dizzy and I fell down. Jake jumped up to help me and I said,

"No I can get up….but I have to get home now! My Dad is probably freaking out!"

"Don't worry about it! Right now you are and Lilly are at Oliver's house."

"And what if my dad calls over there?"

"His parents are gone so he's there by himself." I just accepted this even though I knew it was going to backfire. All the sudden, all the other questions got pushed to the back of my mind……except the one I really wanted to know. I spun around to Jake,

"What are you doing here?" I thundered. He shrank back, surprised about my loud tone. He ran a hand through his hair and said,

"Um….I came back?" All the sudden, someone else took over my body. I forget the physical pain and was overcome with emotional.

"Came back…? What the hell Jake? 'You came back' were you ever going to call me and tell me you were back? Or were you just gonna never talk to me again? Would I ever have known you were back if we both weren't at the party?" I screamed. He looked down and said,

"You're right….I wasn't going to tell you." I just laughed sadly and sat down in the chair and put my head in my hands. I felt a tear slide down my cheek. He lifted my face up gently and said softly,

"Hey…let me finish." I wasn't sure I wanted to hear this, but his voice and lips this close to mine made me weak. So I nodded. He wiped away my tear and said,

"I wasn't going to tell you because I'm only here for the week to visit.-

I felt like I was spinning around the room. And it didn't have one thing to do with the hangover.

"-My acting was suffering because I missed Malibu…and my family…and Lana I guess-

Me? What about me?

"-So they sent me back here for the week. I'm flying back Monday. I'm so sorry Miley. I just figured it would be horrible to say goodbye twice."

I looked away from him and muttered,

"How long are you going to be gone?" He shrugged and said,

"We've had a problem with the cast so we aren't sure." I felt my eyes welling up with tears and he reached to wipe them away. I stood up abruptly and backed up slowly,

"No…" I whispered quietly. He seemed hurt at first but recollected himself. He stood up slowly and said,

"Miley, since I only have a week here, I want you to spend it with me. Here." He said. I closed my eyes and let my tears slip out. Then I hugged him.

"Okay." I whispered. Unknown by us, from the corner of the kitchen, Mrs. Ryan was watching with tears in her eyes.

A/n: so sorry this took so long to update I wrote the darn thing like Monday but I had to edit, and all this crap. School is giving me a beating. Lol. Well, reviews are very much appreciated and any ideas are welcome!! Lots of love!