I am so sorry for not updating in awhile. Anyway this is the last chapter, so enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana

Oh I changed it to Miley's POV

I sat down at the table Jake was at. "Did you follow me here?" I asked.

"No, I'm waiting to catch a plane for my movie." He replied with a smile. I flagged over the waiter and ordered a hot chocolate.

"Oh," I said. There was an awkward pause.

"So trouble in paradise?" Jake asked with a smirk.

"You could say that." I huffed as my hot chocolate was placed in front of me.

Jake looked up from the floor. "My offer's still good."

"I know," I said with a sigh.

"So, why don't you take it? I can be the best boyfriend you've ever had." Jake said.

I don't know why, but I started bursting out laughing. "You think that's how it works? I have a fight with my boyfriend and come crying to you to save the day. Sorry Jake but I love him and when I sat here it was because I needed a friend, not someone who was going to hit on me."

"Come on Miley, you don't need him. I love you." Jake insisted.

"Look I'm sorry Jake, but I don't love you. At least not in the way you love me. Honestly, you were my first love and you'll always hold a special place in my heart. But that relationship flame we had burned out a long time ago." I said.

"Is that really what you want? Can you honestly walk away from me and never come back?" Jake asked.

"Yeah, and when I do, don't follow me." I pushed my chair in, grabbed my drink, and walked away.

Travis was standing right in front of me.

"Did you hear all that?" I asked embarrassed.

He nodded then smiled and pulled me in for a hug. "By the way, I love you too."

I smiled and hugged him tighter. "Can we get away from here?" I gestured to Jake who was texting with a scowl on his face.

Travis laughed some more. "Sure," He put his arm over my shoulder and lead me to where our friends were waiting.

Later that week

"Come on Dad, I think that's enough pictures," I complained.

"Just a few more," Dad snapped the camera and I was caught off guard by the blinding flashes.

"Seriously , we're going to be late for prom." Lilly pointed out.

"Okay, okay," Dad agreed finally putting down the camera. "Just be home by 10."

"We will," I gave him and kiss and then walked over to Travis who had his arm held out.

I looped my arm through his and walked towards the limo with Lilly and Oliver.

The End