AN: So sorry for the wait! Just with everything that's been happening, 3 of my friend's birthdays, school, and we had 4 fundraising activities at school I just haven't had time. But I'm here now and that's what matter's right?
Well here it is the ending. That last chapter of Be Without You. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I haven't owned Hannah Montana for the last 12 chapter's, why would I now?
Chapter 13: Be Without You
"Where are you going Miley? It's pouring out there!" Robbie Ray exclaimed as Miley reached the door. Miley winced before slowly turning around.
"Daddy, I made a mistake." Miley sighed squeezing her eyes shut. "I made a horrible terrible mistake that I regret more than anything. I need to fix this mistake, Daddy before it's too late."
Robbie Ray glanced at his distraught daughter, worried. "Can't it wait until the rain stops, Mile?"
Miley feels herself shake her head. "It can't wait Daddy; if I wait any longer it could be too late. I can't be too late for this."
"Where are you going?" Robbie Ray demanded. What was going on with this girl? Just a few hours ago she wouldn't leave her room and now she needs to suddenly go fix something.
"I…I need to go talk to someone, I have to Daddy please. Just trust me this once, I'll be safe. I need to do this." Miley looked up at her dad with pleading eyes, that were glistening with tears. Robbie Ray felt himself giving in.
"Miley Rae—" Robbie Ray started but he never got a chance to finish.
"Daddy, I am seventeen years old now! I can take care of myself. Dad if you ever want me to be happy again you're going to need to let me go now." Miley cried, tears threatening to fall. Of all times her father could choose to be over-protective it just had to be now.
Robbie Ray sighed, it at made sense now. Why Jake suddenly stopped coming over or calling, why Miley was locked up in her bedroom for two weeks, her running in crying that night. Something had happened with her and Jake and she wanted to fix it. He had to let her go, if he didn't he knew she'd never talk to him again.
"Fine, you can go Miley. But you better be careful." Robbie Ray warned his daughter. "You better come home too."
"I will," Miley assured her dad quickly as she yanked the front door open. "Thank you Daddy. I love you." With that she flew out of the door and down the drive way into the rain. Robbie Ray shook his head from his place on the couch, the girl forgot her umbrella.
Miley hurried down the sidewalk that lead her out of her drive way. The rain was pouring down now, hard. Puddles covered the streets and the wind was blowing roughly. Her hair and clothes were drenched with rain by the time she turned the corer of her street. She picked up her speed and began to run down the street. She needed to get to Jake right now. She needed to feel his strong arms wrapped around her, his soft lips on her skin, his warm voice telling her he loved her. She needed to feel him with her. He needed to take her back; she highly doubted she'd survive without him.
A sudden clap of thunder echoed across the empty neighbourhood and a streak of lightening followed it. Miley felt herself began to tremble uncontrollably, not necessarily from the cold wind. Ever since she was a young girl in Tennessee Miley always hated thunder storms. One reason she was eager to move to Malibu was because the thunder storms there were rare. She didn't know why she didn't like thunder storms, but there was something about them that spooked her out. When she was younger, and a thunder storm would come by she would always run down the hall and crawl under that covers with her parents. She shivered again, looking both ways she ran across the crosswalk.
She could see Jake's house from here. She closed her eyes tightly, silently praying that Jake was home. She had to talk to him and hopefully he would understand. Another clap of thunder filled the air and la few seconds later lightning snapped through the dark sky, lighting it up. Shaking, Miley darted down the sidewalk towards Jake's house. Not even bothering to avoid the puddles as she sprinted past houses, Miley felt herself beginning to shudder more violently. She was freezing, scared and lonely.
Before long, Miley was silently standing in front of Jake's front French doors. She hesitantly stood there, watching the door. Taking a deep breath Miley reached up and ran the door bell twice. She stepped back slightly and wrapped her arms around herself, rubbing her hands over her arms trying to warm herself up. She waited a minute or two and when no one opened the door; she reached forward and rang the bell two more times. She turned to look behind her and noticed that the Ryan's car wasn't in their drive way. She felt her stomach drop, she should have called or something or make sure someone was home. She's come out for no reason.
She sighed deeply, thinking about turning back but something stopped her. She didn't know exactly what but something inside her was telling her to stay put. A few seconds after, the door slowly creaked and opened up to reveal Jake Ryan. Miley felt herself stop breathing, it had been a little while since she'd last saw him but time had done him well. His hair grew out for a bit and he seemed to look more beautiful as he stood before her in dark washed jeans and a long sleeved white shirt. He stood there, shock evident on his face, staring at her as if he was taking her appearance in. Miley felt herself get dizzy at the sight of him so near, he was standing a few feet from her, so close she could reach out and touch him.
Then without even thinking, Miley launched herself forward and into Jake's arms. He stumbled back at the sudden weight he was carrying but wrapped his sturdy arms around her waist, hugging her tightly to him. Miley pulled back a little before leaning in and pressing her cold lips to his warm ones. Jake was startled for a minute. A few days ago Miley didn't want anything to do with him, now here she was soaking wet in his arms kissing him. He knew he should ask what was happening with her, but he decided that could wait. It had been to long since he felt her with him, much to long since she last kissed him. He tightened his grip on her waist before slowly kissing her back.
Miley felt Jake hesitantly begin to kiss her back. Her heart swelled and she took a step closer to him, pressing herself against him. She felt Jake's arm tighten around her waist, she pushed herself onto her tippy-toes and she ran her cold wet hands through his silky blond hair, resting on his neck. She then ran her tongue over Jake's bottom lip and Jake immediately granted her access. His tongue met hers half way and they began a ferocious battle of passion. Miley felt her knees go weak, if Jake's strong arms hadn't been holding her, she would have crumbled at his feet. Miley felt Jake's hands slip down and land on her hips, pulling her even closer, if possible. They were now pressed up against each other, no space between them and Miley didn't mind one bit.
After a few minutes, the two reluctantly pulled apart. Miley leaned forward and pressed her forehead against Jake's, her hands still wrapped around his neck and his planted firmly on her hips. The two of them were panting heavily, Jake's eyes shut and his chest rose and fell with Miley's. Miley had her eyes opened slightly watching Jake, standing here right now she knew that no matter whatever he ever did she'd always end up forgiving him. She couldn't stay mad at him; she couldn't push him out of her life because she needed him there. It was where he belonged.
"Miley," Jake breathed out. "I'm so sorry for what happened."
Miley felt her eyes opened completely, though his eyes were pressed shut. She slowly moved her arm from his neck and pressed a finger to his lips. "Don't be," she whispered. "I forgave you way before you opened that door. But the kiss was a good plus."
She felt a smile spread across her finger. He opened his mouth to say something, but Miley pushed her finger onto his mouth lightly, conveniently stopping him. "Now, the question is will you forgive me?"
"What? Why do I need to forgive you? You haven't done anything wrong?" Jake asked, opening his eyes to look at Miley. "You didn't do anything, Miley."
"Yes I did. I never gave you a chance to explain. I just jumped to conclusions. I mean, if that was me you'd let me explain but I let my stupid mouth get the best of me and I blew you off. You know, I knew you didn't kiss Noelle, I knew she came onto you. I was there the whole time, behind the corner listening to you push her away when she was making moves on you, I heard you telling her you loved me and you couldn't lose me.
"I turned around for one minute and everything went quiet and I turn back and you two are standing there making out, I…I don't know why I got mad, even though you did nothing wrong. With the whole you no longer being a virgin and then finding her kissing you, I blew up. I had no reason to ever doubt you, you must have ha a reason to keep whatever you did. It may have to been to protect me, or because you weren't ready to tell me, but just know Jake Ryan that no matter what you've done in you're past, it will never affect the way I feel about you know. I love you Jake, and what you've done in the past had helped shape you into the incredible man you are today. The man I'm in love with and I wouldn't change an thing about you Jake, because to me, you're absolutely perfect in everyway.
"So, I want to apologize for ever doubting you, for breaking up with you when I shouldn't have. I want to apologize for leaving you and not calling. I am so sorry Jake, and I hope you can forgive me for that." Miley took a deep breath as she finished and took sudden interest in her shoes.
"Miley Rae Stewart," Jake began softly, slipping his thumb beneath Miley's chin and slowly titling her head up so she was looking into his eyes. "You are the single, most beautiful person I have ever met. I will always love you Miley. Of course I forgive you, even though you didn't do anything wrong."
Relief flooded through Miley like a bucket of cold water, warming her heart. She stared into Jake's shining green eyes, the eyes that held concern, joy and above all, love. The eyes she wanted to be looking into twenty, fifty years from now, the eyes that she wanted to be looking into before she died; the eyes that held all the comfort in the world. Miley opened her mouth, wanting, searching for something to tell him. Anything, but nothing seemed appropriate. Nothing seemed to compare to what he told her just then. Slowly for the hundredth time since she last saw him, tears welled up in her eyes. Whether she was crying from relief, happiness or love, she wasn't quite sure. She blinked rapidly hoping to clear the tears, but it resulted in them falling out f her eyes and down her cheeks.
He stood there, his hands cupping her cold face, watching her as she struggled to find something to tell him in return, but nothing came out. A small gap in her mouth as her she thought of something to say, but she didn't say a word. Jake began to get worried, what if she didn't believe him? What if she assumed he was just saying those things to have her get back together with him so he could screw her? Instead of talking, tears filled her vibrant eyes. Jake's eyes widened when he noticed the tears leaking out of her sparkling blue eyes.
Slowly he reached his thumb across her face and gently wiped the tears away, his eyes searching her face. "Why are you crying, Miley?"
Miley felt her eyes drift shut when Jake began to run his thumb across her face, skin burning where his hands touched. She was gradually getting dizzier from the close proximity. It had been a long time since she felt this way, since her heart had pounded this hard, since butterflies fluttered in her stomach, to long. "I don't know. I guess I'm just relived that you forgive me for my behaviour, happy that you've taken me back, and because I love you too."
Jake felt a smile slip onto his face. "You're crying because you love me?"
Miley nodded slightly. Jake raised his eyes brows and grinned widely, "You know, I've had a lot of people tell me they love me but no ones cried because they love me so much. Not even Bella and you know how emotional she is."
Miley gave him a small smile. "Then you should feel very fortunate." She whispered.
"Trust me, I do." He replied just as softly before leaning in and capturing her lips with his. He lifted one hand off her face and wrapped it around her waist drawing her to him. She ran her hands over his toned chest before tangling them in his hair. Jake gently nibbled on her lower lip and Miley opened her mouth, yielding him an entrance. He slid his tongue into her mouth and ran it over her lower teeth. Miley shivered when she felt tongue glide into her mouth. She stepped closer towards him pushing herself against him, her hands lightly massaging his scalp. Jake tightened his grasp on Miley, and began to kiss her more deeply. His tongue moved over ever part of her mouth. At last, he met Miley's and the two began to battle for dominance. Jake's hand moved from her waist up to her lower back and started rubbing small circles on it. Miley felt her knees buckle as Jake's hand slowly moved north. She placed her hands of the back of his head and pushed his lips harder onto hers, kissing him passionately.
After a while they both pulled away because they were in desperate need of air. Miley, who was breathing very deeply, was watching Jake as he struggled to regain his breath. That kiss had been something, much more different than their normal kisses, it somehow seemed more meaningful. Not that Miley was complaining she wasn't one bit. Miley leaned forward and rested her forehead on Jake's. She popped one open and watched him breathe deeply eyes shut.
"I've missed you," she whispered lightly as she reached forward to brush his hair out of his eyes.
Jake slowly opened his eyes and gazed lovingly at Miley, his hand reaching up to stroke her cheek. "I've missed you too. The past two weeks have been crap. I didn't do anything—I couldn't do anything. Everything I did remind me of you and thinking of you hurt too much."
"I'm sorry," Miley whimpered. She hated herself for hurting him like that. "Don't worry though; the last couple of weeks haven't been any better for me either. I barley got out of bed you know. I stayed cooped up in my room for the most part and a few days ago my dad threatened me to move my butt before he did."
Jake smiled slightly. "Move your butt?"
"Yeah, and he always carries out his threats. So, I decided it'd be safer to get out of my room. Except for today the farthest I've been is out on my porch to get the news paper." Miley informed him; she closed her eyes as Jake ran his hands over her face.
"Where'd you go today?" he asked, his hands tracing her beautiful features.
"Lilly and I went out, for a girl's day. She figured I needed one. It was…fun. But the rain cut it short."
"Oh, I see," Jake said knowingly.
"No you don't." Miley smiled at him. "But you're saying you do, because you don't get it."
"No," Jake exclaimed. "I do get it…for the most part, anyways."
Miley pulled away from him laughing. "Do you?"
"Yes, I do." Jake nodded proudly.
"No, you don't." Miley shook her head, still giggling.
"I do," Jake pouted, sticking his lower lip out in an adorable fashion. "I really do."
"Of course you do," Miley patted his arm lightly. She felt a shock run through her arm as his skin came into contact with his.
"You don't believe me!" Jake accused her, pointing a finger at her. "Why don't you believe me?"
He sounded like a small lost child, one who had lost his mommy in the grocery store. Miley reached forward and pinked his cheeks, "I do believe you, Jakey. You're such a cute little boy."
"I am not a 'cute little boy'!" Jake cried in ignition. "I am a masculine, sexy, man!"
Miley smirked. "Oh sure you are. Remind me how your teddy Mr. Ruffles is doing?"
Jake's eyes widened at the sound of his stuffed animal. He felt his face burning up and mentally cursed Tyler and Samantha for telling Miley about his stuffed toy. When he noticed Miley trying desperately to contain her laughter, he felt his stomach turn. She looked gorgeous standing there, her hand pressed over her mouth, struggling to contain the laughter that was fighting to escape. Then accidentally, a giggle was heard. Jake's eyes narrowed when he heard her laugh. Miley's eyes widened when she noticed Jake's face, his eyes narrowed and him smirking at her. She looked at him with pleading eyes as if silently begging him not to what he wanted to. In response, Jake growled, slowly moving forward. Miley squealed and took off, Jake hot on her heels. She swirled right and faked a left but Jake was onto her every move.
Miley ran past the kitchen and into the sitting room, she turned around to see how far behind Jake was and screamed when she saw him right behind her. Growling lightly, Jake pushed him self forward, reached his arms out in front of him and grabbed Miley from around the waist. He heard her squeal as he twirled her around, his hands planted firmly around her waist.
"Jake!" She shrieked giggling as Jake spun her around the room. "Put me down."
"What if I don't want to?" Jake called back to her and then Jake tightened his grip on Miley and casually threw her over his shoulder.
Miley screamed again as Jake swung her onto his strong shoulders. Miley reached forward and began to pound her small fist onto Jake's back, in hopes of getting herself down. "Jake Ryan put me down!" Miley tried to sound firm and angry, but her façade was ruined as a giggle escaped.
"Again, what if I don't want to?" Jake repeated as he moved around the sitting room.
Miley glared at his back. "I won't ever peak to you again."
"Yes you will," Jake insisted. "I'll make you."
"You can't make me do anything," Miley snapped from her place on his shoulder. Jake stopped moving just then, stopping in front of the couch. Miley finally gave up on struggling getting down; he was much too strong and had to tight on a grip on her.
"Miley?" he asked quietly. When she didn't answer he tried again, "Miles?"
"You know Jake, this shirt feels nice," Miley said as she ran her fingers over his shoulders. "I love it; it's such a sexy colour."
"Really?" Jake gulped loudly, he shut his eyes tight, but he couldn't ignore the feeling he was getting as Miley ran her fingers over his shoulders.
"Of course," Miley smirked. "I find it such a turn on," she whispered the last part in his ear, nibbling in his eat lob afterwards. She felt Jake shudder underneath her and he began to loosen his grip on her. "Such a turn on," she muttered as she leaned down and began to place kisses on his neck, the part's she could reach from her position anyways.
Jake felt himself losing his grip on Miley so he flipped her off his shoulder and dropped her onto the couch. Slowly, he crawled on top of her his hands placed above her shoulders to hold himself up, his legs on either side of her waist holding her in place. Miley squirmed slightly, trying to move him off her, she glanced up at him and found him watching her intently. His green eyes locked onto her face, watching her. Abruptly, his moved his hand onto her face and began to run his fingers lightly over her skin, his eyes not leaving her face. Miley raised her eye brows slightly at his odd behaviour.
"Are you alright, Jake?" Miley asked worriedly. What was up with him? One minute they were kidding around then suddenly he seemed so serious.
"You're beautiful, you know that? Not hot, not pretty, but beautiful, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise," Jake said softly as he continued to caress her face.
"Okay?" Miley looked at him, slightly scared. She then realized he hadn't answered her question, "Jake, are you alright?"
Jake smiled at her, "Best I've been in days."
Miley nodded, trying not to move her head to much in case Jake might decide to remove his hand from her face. He was still tracing her face with his finger and Miley loved it. She enjoyed the way her skin would tingle where he had touched, the way he was looking down at her like it was the first time he was really seeing her. He was watching her with such intensity that Miley shivered involuntarily.
Jake furrowed his brows, feeling her shudder beneath him. "Are you alright? You're shivering."
Jake looked down at her, and then noticing for the first time that she was still wet from the rain. His eyes widened, "Miley you're wet! God, I didn't give you a towel. Man, I'm stupid. Here let me get you one."
He moved slightly to climb off her when he felt Miley's hand come in contact with his arm. "Don't go," he heard her whisper. "I'm fine; I swear I'm not cold. It's the way you make me feel. Jake stay here with me and I'll be fine."
Jake looked at her again dubious. After a moment he sighed and moved back grabbed hold of Miley and slid into the couch so he was lying next to her. Miley turned around since her back was to him and smiled, her eyes shining. Jake grinned back as he wrapped his big arms around her petite figure pulling her close. He felt Miley snuggle deeper into his chest, curling up next to him.
"I love you Jake," Miley murmured into his chest.
Jake tightened his grip on her, placing a kiss on her head. "I love you too, Miley. More than you'll ever know."
--HMHMHM—
1 year and a half later
"Relax, Miley. I swear you look fabulous. Jake won't be able to keep his hands off you." Lilly assured her nervous friend from her spot on the middle on Miley's bed.
"You sure?" Miley asked, unconvinced. She needed to look perfect tonight.
"Positive," Lilly replied. "I don't understand why you try to hard. You could show up in a garbage bag for all we know and Jake would still think you're gorgeous."
Miley smiled as she ran her fingers over the soft fabric of her dress. "Yeah, he's perfect like that though."
"Anyone would be," Lilly giggled. "If only all men were like that, life as a girl would be so much easier."
Miley grinned and nodded. She glanced into the mirror again, her hands placed over her flat stomach. She was in a red sundress that stopped at her knees. It its strap were tied behind her neck and it hung over her body perfectly. On top of her dress she had on a dark jeans jacket and a pair of red flats on her feet, a dark red hair band on her head and two diamond studs in her ear. A necklace hung onto her neck, and she ran her fingers through her hair, that was let down. She had reddish eye shadow brushed on her lids and clear lip gloss on her plump lips. She looked perfect.
"What's the occasion anyways?" Lilly asked. "Why is tonight so special?"
"Tonight, a year and a half ago I fixed the biggest mistake of my life." Miley replied, smiling slightly at the memory. "It was one of the greatest days of my life."
"Oh, really?" Lilly said, distracted. "Did Jakey boy say were you two were going?"
Miley shook her head. "Nope, he wouldn't say. It's a surprise, apparently. But eh did say I would love it, since no one else would be there. It'll just be us two, which is good."
"Which means you guys probably won't be going to a restaurant," Lilly decided. "Someplace secluded, he meant I think. Hmm, I wonder where that could be."
"Well, we'll find out soon enough." Miley glanced at the clock on her nightstand. 6:42, it read meaning Jake would be by in a good 15 minutes. Miley turned around and looked at Lilly. "So, what are you doing tonight?"
"Well, you know that date I said Oliver was planning on taking me on?" Lilly asked casually, fiddling with Miley's comforter. Miley nodded, her eye brows rose. "Well, he is taking me on it tonight."
Miley squealed and jumped up. "Oh my god Lilly are you serious?"
Lilly nodded, beaming. "Yes! He told me to dress casually and come by his house at eight."
"Oh, you two are going to watch a movie at his house." Miley told her.
Lilly gave her a weird look. "How do you know?"
"Well, Oliver asked me to help pick out a movie for him. You'll probably watch Transformers 2, or The Notebook." Miley replied. "He's decorated the basement and cooked up some spaghetti for dinner. That's why he told you not to eat."
Lilly grinned. "Are you serious? That is so romantic."
"I know. I was wondering why he asked me for all of that. I thought he was still going out with Chrissie." Miley said.
Lilly shook her head. "They broke up two weeks after graduation."
"Oh that's right. Chrissie's with Johnny now." Miley remembered. Suddenly, the door bell rang through the house. Miley's eyes widened and Lilly jumped off the bed. "Oh my god, he's here!"
Miley spun around and looked into the mirror again. Everything looked alright, but she was still nervous. She shouldn't be though, she's been with Jake for almost 2 years now, and they've been on dates a lot of times. They've been alone together before. But then why was she so nervous?
"Come on, Miles." Lilly gently grabbed Miley's arm and handed her purse. "We'd better go, Jake's waiting."
Miley nodded, taking a deep breath. "Yeah we should. When are you leaving for Oliver's?"
"Around eight-ish. I'll probably hang around her until it's time. My mom's working and my brother's out with his friends."
"Okay, feel free to use anything in mine or the Hannah closet." Miley replied and she fixed her head band with her free arm.
"Thanks," Lilly smiled. "Now come on, Jake's waiting."
The two walked out of Miley's room, closing the door behind them and walked down the stairs. Before reaching the landing, Miley stuck her head out and saw Jake seated on the couch next to Miley's dad chatting happily. From what Miley could see, he had on a pair of dark washed True Religion jeans and a black Lacoste shirt. His hair had grown out over the past year, and he had it cut a little shorter a few days ago. It was still shaggy, falling onto his forehead. He looked gorgeous as usual, Miley wasn't surprised though. She felt her heart beat go into over drive as she stepped of the last step and into the living room, Lilly behind her. Neither Jake nor her father seemed to notice the girls had come down, so Miley cleared her throat.
Jake's head flew up at the sound of someone clearing their throat behind them. There, before him stood his girlfriend Miley Stewart. Jake felt the breath get knocked out of his lungs and his heart stop as he watched the beautiful girl in front of him. She looked perfect standing there in her red sundress. Her blue eyes were twinkling as she bit her lip nervously.
Jake felt a smile break onto his face as he rose off the couch and approached Miley. A small smile crept onto her face as she watched him walked towards her. Soon, Jake stood right in front of her. He hesitantly reached out and brushed his hand across her flushed cheeks, afraid that if he wasn't careful the majestic creature before him would vanish. They stood there, gazing into each other's eyes with Lilly standing awkwardly behind them but neither of them took notice. Then, abruptly, Jake wrapped his arms around Miley and pulled her tightly against him. Miley, surprised at his sudden movement, wrapped her arms around his torso, hugging him back equally as tight.
Jake buried his face in her dark hair, breathing in her citrus-berry scented shampoo. "You look amazing." He whispered into her ear, his hot breath brushing against her bare skin.
Miley shivered, burying her face deeper into Jake's chest. She took a deep breath, smelling in his cologne. She loved the smell of his conge, it was just right. He knew exactly how much to put on; not to much like those other teenage boys where they drowned themselves in half the bottle, but not to little either. It was just right, and it always had the same effect on her. She could feel herself getting a little dizzy due to the close proximity between her and Jake.
Then, she felt Jake pull away from their warm embrace, much too soon for her liking. Jake smiled at her, brushing a stray piece of hair away from her face. He leaned in and gave her a short, sweet kiss. Miley felt her heart flutter as Jake slipped his hand into hers when he pulled away. The two turned around to face Lilly and Robbie Ray who had long ago turned their attention to the television.
"We'd better get going," Jake said, causing Lilly and Robbie Ray to turn back to them.
"Oh, you two are done being all mushy-gushy. Good, I was afraid I'd get sick over Mr. Stewart's carpet!" Lilly exclaimed.
Miley felt her face heat up as she buried her face into Jake's arm to hide to flushed face. "Shut up, Lilly!" She cried from her spot in Jake's arm, though her voice came out all muffled.
Jake laughed, squeezing Miley's hand. He wasn't so embarrassed by Lilly's comment. "Yeah we are. I figured wed leave it for the date rather than do it here and bother you guys."
Jake felt Miley slap his arm. "Jake! You weren't supposed to say that!"
Lilly laughed. "Jake you'd better be careful. Or else Miley will be cutting you off tonight."
Miley pulled her head out of Jake's arm and glared at Lilly. "Lilly Truscott, I can not believe you just said that in front of my dad."
They all looked over to Robbie Ray, who was sitting on the couch next to Lilly looking a little pale. "I think I'll leave now before I hear something I'll seriously regret hearing." He stood up and walked towards Jake and Miley. "You two have fun on your date and be careful." He leaned in and kissed Miley's forehead and clapped Jake on the shoulder. "Bring her home safely," he said to Jake then turned to Miley. "Have fun, darling. I love you."
"Love you too, Daddy." Miley called after her father as he slipped past them and up the staircase. Miley turned away from the stairs when he father disappeared. "We should go." She said as she tugged on Jake's arm pulling him towards the door.
"Yeah, I just said that." Jake smiled down at her. He turned to Lilly who was watching them with an amused expression. "We'll see you later Lil, yeah?"
Lilly nodded happily. "I guess, I'll try to come by after okay Miley?" Lilly looked up at her friend and saw her nodding. She turned around then, and snuggled into the couch, reaching for the remote.
"Well, have fun Lil." Jake said as Miley dragged him out him door.
"Have fun, Jakers. Be a good boy won't you." She called back, barley looking at the two as the walked out.
"So, where are you taking me?" Miley asked as the two walked down the driveway. Miley's had was intertwined with Jake's and she swung them around as they walked.
"I can't tell you that," Jake smiled down at her. "It's a surprise."
"Oh why not? Come on, Jake, please?" Miley pouted, sticking out her lower lip.
Jake laughed, leaned down and placed a sweet kiss on Miley's pouting lips. "Sorry, babe. But my lips are sealed."
"Fine," Miley continued to pout as they walked down the sidewalk. "Be a big meanie. See if I care."
"Ah, but you do." Jake grinned, tapping the tip of her nose lightly. "Don't' pretend like you don't. I know better Miles."
Miley rolled her eyes, but moved closer to him anyway, laying her head on his shoulder. The two walked in silence down the street. The sun was lowering into the sky, the sky tinting a light shade of pink. Jake led her through Malibu, hand held tightly in hers, her pressed up into his side. He loved this feeling, just the two of them together. He closed his eyes, bathing in the feeling that was bound to end soon, since they were reaching their destination.
Jake stopped as they approached a park. A very special park. "Here we are." He cried, sweeping his arms in front of him.
"A park?" Miley asked wearily. "You bought me to a park?"
Jake frowned at her lack of enthusiasm. "Yeah, but you do remember which park this is, right?"
Miley looked up at him, confusion in her blue eyes. "Should I remember?"
Jake's eyes widened. "Seriously, Miles, you don't remember this park?"
Miley smiled laughing lightly. "Of course I remember this park Jake! Did you honestly think I'd forget? This is the park where I eavesdropped on you confessing your undying love for me 2 years ago."
Relief flooded onto Jake's face as he visibly relaxed. "Okay good. I thought maybe we could come here, since this place hold so many memories for our relationship."
"Aww, that's so adorable." Miley cooed, pinching Jake's cheeks. "You're such a helpless romantic."
Jake mock glared at her. "I'll have you know I'm not adorable," she said in disgust. "I thought we've been over this. I am a manly, handsome man."
Miley giggled. "Oh shush up you big baby."
Jake turned to her, smirking. "But I'm your big baby right?"
"Of course," Miley cried waving her hand, as if dismissing the idea. "whose else would you be?"
Jake shrugged. "Don't know. But you're the one's I want to me because I love you."
"Aww," Miley cooed again. "I love you to Jakey." She smiled, leaning forward kissing him quickly.
"I know, now come on." Jake grabbed her hand again, pulling her behind him towards the park. "Tonight will be our night."
Jake led her through park, down the designated path way. Miley followed him silently. The wind was blowing lightly now, causing her hair to flutter around her face, but she paid no attention to them. She was looking around the park, a small smile toying on her face. She couldn't believe Jake bought them here for their date.
She hadn't noticed Jake had stopped walking until she ran into his back. "Hmmph," her muffled cry came out. She pulled away slightly, stumbling. "Why'd we stop?"
"Because were here," Jake said quietly, stepping to the side so he was no longer in front of her. Miley felt her breathing stop as she took in the site in front of her. Her jaw dropped and she gasped softly. Before her was a red and white checker blanket laid neatly on the grass, a picnic basket was placed on the blanket and candles scattered all around.
Miley looked up at Jake, her hand placed over her mouth tears glistening in her eyes. This was exactly like the dream she had a while back! "Oh Jake," she cried throwing her arms around him. "You didn't have to do all this."
Jake wrapped his arms around her. "Yes I did," he argued, shaking his head. "You've done so much for me Miley. This is nothing compared to how much you've given me. You've given me what I wanted the most, the greatest thing I could ever get."
"What did I give you, Jake?" she asked. He had given her much more than she'd given him, she was sure of it.
Jake gazed directly into her eyes, "Your love."
Miley felt the tears slip out of her eyes and trail down her face. "I…I don't know what to say."
Jake smiled vaguely, moving his thumb across her cheeks wiping away the tears. "You don't need to say anything. You could just kiss me."
Miley gave his a watery laugh, before standing on her tippy-toes and capturing his lips with hers. Jake moved his hand from her cheeks to cup her face, pressing her lips closer to his while his other arm circled around her waist. Miley's hand moved across his chest and encircled his neck, pressing herself against him, losing herself into the kiss.
The two stood there, enclosed in the kiss for a while before breaking apart for the sudden need if air. Jake leaned his forehead against hers, both of them breathing deeply. He reached up and brushed his fingers across her forehead, swiping away hair strands that escaped.
"I'd love nothing more than to sit here and ravish you all night, but our dinner is getting cold." Jake informed her, his eyes shut.
Miley laughed, "Of course." She stepped away from him and looked back at the scene Jake managed to make for their date. "But Jake," she said as she hooked her arm through his walking with him towards the picnic. "Thank you, for going through all this trouble for our date."
Jake grinned down at her. "I'd do anything for you, Miley. I wanted tonight to be special."
"I'm glad," She replied as she plopped herself down onto the blanket. Jake sat down next to her, and reached for the picnic basket and unloaded its contents.
"Let's eat," he grinned.
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"That was amazing," Miley rubbed her stomach as she dropped the last container back into the picnic basket and placed the folded blanket on top.
"It was what? Aren't you going to compliment me on my cooking?" Jake joked.
"I would, but you didn't cook it." Miley teased, smiling at him.
"I did too!" Jake cried in derided outrage.
Miley laughed. "Jake you don't have to act all macho to impress me. I love you just the way you are."
"I know you so," Jake replied with a cheeky grin. "But it is nice to hear you say it every now and again." He rose from his spot next to Miley on the floor and put a hand out for her. "Come on, let's take a walk."
"Okay," Miley replied taking his hand, letting him pull her up and wrap his arm around her waist as they set out for their walk. They walked out down the trail for a while, in silence, neither of them wanting to ruin the moment with words. Jake led Miley through a clearing, tightening his grip on her. The two walked around the park until they came across an older taller oak tree that was facing a flowing, winding stream.
For the third time that night, Jake stopped and turned to Miley. "Do you remember this tree?"
Miley looked up at the tree that was across from them and grinned. "Yeah, I do remember it. That's where I found out you still loved me."
"And you know I haven't stopped ever since. I don't think I ever will either, I don't' want to." Jake murmured as he pulled Miley closer.
"Good, because I don't want you too," Miley replied snuggling against Jake's side, enjoying the feeling of his strong arms wrapped around her.
"Miley," Jake said suddenly, after a period of silence. He pulled away from her and looked at her in the eyes, "You know I love you right?"
Miley nodded, smiling. "Yeah, you mention it a lot."
But Jake didn't smile back like she thought he would, he kept on his serious face and continued to watch her. "You know I'd do anything for you right?"
"Yeah, I do Jake." Miley replied.
"You know that I think you're the most beautiful person in the world. That you're always on my mind? That I'd die for you? That you're everything I live for and without your love I'd be lost right?" Jake asked.
Miley nodded again. "I do now. Jake what's going on?"
Jake sighed, rubbing his hands over his face. "Miley you are the single most important person on my life and I love you more than anything. You know that I'd give up anything for you and that I can't live without you…That I can't be without you. I truly do love you Miley."
Miley gave funny looks, confusion filled her eyes. "I love you too Jake and I feel the same way, but what's happening?"
"You feel the same way?" Jake repeated, ignoring her question again.
"Of course I do," Miley reach out, brushing her hand across Jake's. "Now what's wrong?"
Jake suddenly broke out into a nervous smile. "Nothing, nothing is wrong. But I-I want to give you something." Jake reached into the front pocket of his jeans and pulled out a small velvet box. Miley felt herself gasp and tears fill her eyes as she saw the velvet box. Was Jake going to propose?
Jake looked up at noticed the shocked expression on Miley's face, he gave a small laugh. "Don't worry Miles, this isn't an engagement ring…It's more like a promise ring. You know, like I promise to love you for eternity. I promise to always be with you, I promise to make sure you're always happy." He said as he popped the box open revealing a diamond perched on a white gold band. Smaller gems sat on either side of the large diamond, just like in the dream she had. Jake took the ring out of the box and reached for her right hand, slipping the finger onto her fourth finger. He then took both her hands and intertwined them with his, fiddling with the ring that sat in her finger now. He kissed her hand before looking back to her and continuing.
"I promise that one day there will be a ring bigger than this sitting on the ring finger of your left hand." He rubbed her hands. "Are you ready to hold me to that promise Miley?"
Miley looked down at their intertwined hands and she felt tears spill down her cheeks. He was amazing, to do something like this for her. She looked back up at him and nodded. "I'm ready to hold you to that, Ryan."
With that Jake leaned in and kissed Miley deeply. Trying to show her how much she meant to him in a single kiss. Miley kissed him back with just as much passion, wrapping her arms around him and pressing herself to him. She loved him and he loved her, and right now that was all that mattered. It was enough to get them through this life together. It was more than enough, actually.
They couldn't be away from each other.
They couldn't be without each other.
Not now. Not ever.
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AN: OMG! I am done. It is ovah! Oh man, 17 pages on word this chapter is. Pretty big, yeah? I hope you guys liked this chapter. I had fun writing it. I'd like to thank all the readers and all the reviewers. There have been a lot of you, and I love you guys so much. You have helped make my story work and finish. Thanks!
As for a sequel, I'm not sure if I'll write one. At least not now. But I'm planning to write a new story soon, but it'll be a Nick and Miley centered story. Look out for that one soon-ish.
Thank you guys again for everything. For reading, reviewing and sticking by me. Much love,
-Caramel161