special thanks 2 "risingstar9328" who gave me the idea 4 leslie's line "are u my daddy?" in this chap:P


MILEY'S POV

It's now almost 7:00.

I sat there crying and yelling to Oliver, Jackson, Lilly, and my dad about how it's all my fault.

My baby ran away from home. It's all my fault!

I called everyone and they came over right away. We were about to call the police.

I picked up the phone and dialed. 9...1...

RING! The doorbell rang. "Maybe that's Leslie!" Jackson yelled.

I raced to the door. Everyone followed me.

I swung open the door. My heart nearly stopped.

Standing in front of me was my daughter, Leslie...and Jake Ryan???

JAKE'S POV

I couldn't believe it. Standing in front of me is Miley Stewart.

As soon as Leslie told me her last name, I knew that she was Miley's daughter.

"MAMA!" Leslie squealed.

She pushed open the door and threw her tiny arms around Miley.

Tears rolled down Miley's cheeks. "Oh, baby, I'm so sorry I yelled at you! But don't ever run away like that again! You scared me to death, Les!"

Miley and Leslie hugged for a while longer. I stood awkwardly out on the porch.

"Wow!" Oliver managed to mumble, as he stared at me in shock.

"Oh!" Lilly squeaked.

"My," Jackson continued.

"God!" Robby Ray finished.

They all stared at me, dumbfounded.

I stared at the ground. Then, my eyes wandered over to Miley.

This only confirmed my thoughts. I really did still love her after all this time!

And...well...I was the father of her child.

"Um...Leslie go to your room with grandpa and Uncle Oliver and Uncle Jackson and Aunt Lilly, okay?" Miley said.

When, they were gone Miley stepped outside.

"Jake..." she said.

Man, it was so nice to hear her say my name.

"Miley..." I replied. Man, I loved to say her name.

"Sit," she said, guiding me over to a bench on her porch.

We sat. She sat on one end and I sat on the other side.

I stared at her. Her hair was blowing gently in the soft wind. She smiled slightly. I really missed that smile. That beautiful smile.

"What are you doing in Malibu? And Where did you find her? I was so worried! I was about to call the police!" she managed to say. I could tell she was avoiding the topic that she knew was on my mind.

REGULAR POV

Jake smiled slightly. "I'm back to do a movie. I was driving by the park in my limo and I saw her sitting alone on the park bench. So I stopped and went over. I talked to her and I knew she looked familiar. She told me her last name is Stewart...and then I knew...I knew..." he trailed off.

Miley sighed, "You knew what?"

Jake stared Miley straight in the eyes. "She's my daughter, isn't she?"

Miley sighed. She nodded. "Yeah, she is."

Jake's eyes flashed with rage. He jumped up and faced Miley. "How dare you keep this a secret from me for SEVEN AND A HALF YEARS! What the hell were you thinking? If I had known about Leslie I would've come back to help you!"

"I'm sorry!" Miley yelled back.

"Sorry doesn't erase the fact that I was left out of my daughter's life for seven years! Seven years of her life are gone! And there's so much I missed. Don't you understand how hard this is to find out I have a daughter...seven years after her birth?!?" Jake snapped furiously.

Tears formed in Miley's eyes. When the tears finally bubbled over and spilled down Miley's cheeks, she murmured, "I'm...I'm sorry, Jake! It's just...that...it was too hard for me to...to face you after all that happened between us. You didn't love me anymore...so I figured that I shouldn't bother you."

Jake's face softened. "Miles...I...''

"Jake...I...I didn't want to ruin your career or anything by forcing you to come taker care of your daughter. Wasn't that what the fight was about?" Miley asked.

Jake shrugged. "I think so...but I was trying not to think about that. Maybe if we forget about it...maybe then we could start over...ya know?"

Miley sighed, "You said a lot of mean things to me."

Jake nodded. "I know. And...I'm sorry. After all these years, I'm glad that we have this chance to talk. But you were kinda mean, too, Miles."

Miley nodded. She had to smile when she heard Jake call her Miles. He was calling her by a nickname, so that most likely meant that he wasn't mad at her anymore.

"So...are you willing to start over?" Jake asked hopefully.

Miley shrugged. "I..."

"Mommy?" a small voice whispered from the doorway, interrutpting Miley.

Miley and I looked over. It was Leslie.

She walked outside.

"What are you doing here, sweetie? Didn't anyone inside tell you to stay with them in your room?"

Leslie shrugged. "I told them I was going to the bathroom, and then I snuck out here."

Jake smirked. Miley sighed, "Did you hear what me and Jake were talking about?"

Leslie shook her head. "Nope."

Jake sat back down next to Miley. "I think we should tell her now," he whispered.

Miley sighed. Jake slowly reached for Miley's hand. He awkwardly held it tightly in his.

To Jake's surprise, Miley turned to him and smiled.

Jake quickly smiled back.

Leslie walked over and stood in front of us. "Tell me what?"

Miley and Jake exchanged an awkward glance at each other.

LESLIE'S POV

There was something they wanted to tell me.

Wait a minute, was mom gonna tell me who my dad is?

I got a little bit excited at this thought. Then, I frowned.

Why was Jake Ryan still here? And why had he said 'we should tell her'? What was up with that? What did he have to do with this. Or maybe, there was something else that he and mom were gonna tell me.

I looked at mom expectantly. She sighed.

I rolled my eyes.

Then, I saw that mom and Jake Ryan were holding hands! Holding hands! I looked over at Jake. He was staring at...my mom. He was smiling. He reached up with his free hand and tucked a strand of mom's hair behind her ear. She blushed and grinned shyly.

Is there something I'm missing here?

Mom looked embarrassed. So did Mr. Ryan.

Does Jake Ryan like my MOM? No way. No way. Wait a minute...

These thoughts were slowly coming together in my mind.

Jake looked up at me and smiled. I recognized his smile. It was a little bit like...mine?

I gasped. I may be young, but I'm good at figuring things out.

And...I could tell that he had muscles. His arms were strong. I have strong arms with muscles, too. Mom certainly didn't give them to me. She's kinda strong, but not as strong as Mr. Ryan looks.

I suddenly had an eerie feeling about this all. Is Jake Ryan my...my...my? I couldn't bare to think these thoughts.

Yet, I somehow managed to say them aloud.

I took a few steps closer to Jake Ryan. I put my hands on my hips. I stared him straight in the eyes. "Jake Ryan, are you my daddy?"

Jake was surprised. He removed his hand from my mom's hand.

REGULAR POV

Jake slowly smiled. "Yes, I'm your dad."

Leslie's eyes widened. She was speechless.

Jake sighed, "Leslie, I'm sorry I haven't been here for you for the past seven years...but the truth is..." Jake looked up at Miley.

She sighed, "The truth is, I never told your dad that he had a daughter. Jake just found out about you today. And this is the first time that he and I are talking in seven and a half years."

Jake and Miley went on to explain to Leslie why they stopped talking. Leslie listened intently.

When they were done talking, Jake stood up. He bent down and gave Leslie a big hug. Tears rolled down her cheeks. "Daddy," she sobbed softly.

"Oh, Leslie, baby, I'm so glad that I got to meet you. You're so pretty...just like you're mother."

Leslie managed to smile.

Jake gently picked Leslie up and held her. She hugged his neck and cried.

Leslie was so happy. So was Jake.

Mily sat on the bench, crying softly.

Jake carried Leslie over and sat down next to Miley on the bench. He held Leslie on his lap.

"Why are you crying, Miles?"

Miley sniffled.

"Yeah, mommy, why are you crying?" Leslie asked with concern.

Miley sobbed, "Because I kept my little girl from seeing her father for seven years. I'm awful."

"No, Miley! You're not awful! It was partly my fault. I was a jerk to you. I understand why you didn't want to tell me you were gonna have my child. I understand why. Really. I understand that as the years passed, it got harder and harder for you to think about calling me and telling me. It must've been hard. I mean, how many people have Jake Ryan as the father of their kid?"

Miley rolled her eyes. "What you just said was sweet...until you mentioned the last part. You're the same ego-maniac you were seven years ago."

Jake laughed slightly. "Yeah...but I was kinda just joking around. Trying to lighten the mood...yeah..." Jake said.

Miley smiled. She reached out and stroked Leslie's hair slowly. "I'm sorry, Leslie!"

"It's not all your fault, Miley. It's mine, too, okay? Don't blame yourself. I thought abut calling you sooo many times. If I had called, then I wouldn't have missed the first 7 years of Leslie's life. I was stupid to leave you. I walked away when our love was at it's peak. I'm...I'm sorry, Miley. And I'm sorry to you, also, Les." Jake put in.

Leslie looked up at her parents. A mischievous grin crept up her face. "It's okay. As long as I have my dad now. But...are you guys gonna get married?"

Jake and Miley looked up in shock. "Leslie say whaaat?" Miley called out.

Jake smiled. "Maybe someday, Leslie. Someday soon, I hope."

Miley looked up in surprise. These words were surprising, yet she was content when she heard Jake say them.

Miley leaned her head against Jake's shoulder. He smiled brightly.

Leslie looked up at Jake. "Daddy!" she murmured happily.

At that moment in time, everything was finally perfect.

Leslie had her mommy AND her daddy.


hope u like it! i worked rly hard on it and it took me a while. hope u like. :)

gimme some ideas. nxt chap will b the rest of christmas eve and then the next day is christmas so ill write about that.

review:) i got 11 reviews last chap, soo im happy. plz review. :P

this story will prolly hav 2 more chaps and then i might make a sequel of their lives after.

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