Ok, this woulda been up WAY faster, but I was bust with my new story and everything
Ok, this woulda been up WAY faster, but I was bust with my new story and everything. Which, if you haven't already, you should totally check out! There could be up to 10 chapters left! And I have a new video on YouTube! It's for Though Shall Love Thy Neighbor, Yeah Right!
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Disclaimer: Sorry this is taking so long. We've been in the hospital a lot these past few days. My grandpa (the one that had the stroke last year) came down with a bad case of pneumonia and well, he's lasted longer then they predicted on Friday. Oh right, I'm supposed to tell you that he doesn't own the rights to Hannah Montana, but if he did I'm sure he'd give them to me.
"Ugh, I'm beat!" Miley announced as they all stumbled out of the elevator. "That choreographer worked us like pack mules, except we were dancing."
"I know! Even my hair hurts!" Jason agreed, pulling on a few pieces of hair and wincing. He received strange looks from the others.
"I'm just glad that after tomorrow, all this 'work' stuff is over," Jared said. Miley gave him a look.
"Uh, no it's not. You've still got that concert in Rome that you're opening for," she reminded, a smug look on her face. The three boys groaned.
"Gosh, I completely forgot!" Jake said, running stressed fingers through his ever-growing hair.
Miley put on a hurt face. "How could you forget me?" she asked, holding a hand over her heart. His eye immediately widened, thinking she was serious.
"Oh, I-I'm sorry Miley! It's not that! I mean, we've just been so busy, and I-"
"Relax!" she instructed, laughing at how flustered he'd gotten. "I was only kidding!" She walked into her room, the group following. His breath blew out of his mouth.
"Aw, somebody's whipped!" Jared teased in a baby voice, causing Jake to glare. Miley face turned pink, and Lilly smirked over at her.
"Shut up!" Jake smacked Jared's arm, but he never denied the statement.
"I wanna go swimming!" Lilly suddenly announced, a plan forming in her head.
Oliver and Jackson agreed, and after much contemplating, so did Jason and Jared. But Jake and Miley, having been worked the hardest, denied.
"I'm so tired."
"Me too," Jake agreed.
"Darn," the blonde girl faked, grabbing her suit and going into the bathroom. When the others had all left, Miley turned to Jake. "Well, looks like it's just you and me."
"Yup."
"Whaddya wanna do?" she asked, then regretted the question.
"Well, I know what I wanna do. The question is, do you?" he asked, winking at her. She rolled her eyes.
"Perv."
"Ok, well, we can go to my room and watch a movie," he suggested. Assuming that he'd said another perverted sentence, she was about to decline. Then his idea registered fully in her brain.
She closed her mouth, then opened it again and said, "Sure." She looked surprised that he'd suggest something normal.
He went across the hall, and she followed after changing into something more comfortable.
Then she went across the hall and knocked on his door. "Who is it?" he called humorously.
"It's me, you idiot! Now open the door!" she said, irritated at his immaturity.
"Hm, I don't think I like your attitude," he told her.
She'd expected this. Luckily he was wrapped snug around her small index finger. She stuck out her bottom lip and widened her eyes. "Please open the door Jakey?" Nice touch! She complimented herself.
His insides melted. He unlocked the door and let in that devious brunette. Evil torture was yet another turn on with her.
Miley sat down on his bed as he picked out a DVD. After popping into the machine, he sat down next to her. She groaned as she realized the movie he'd chosen was Star Wars. She didn't even care which one, she hated all of them.
Her brother was a big fan, and when she was younger and he'd look after them, she was forced to watch each one.
He smiled evilly over at her. "Problem?"
"Well let's see. A) I have to kiss you tomorrow night. B) I'm watching one of the most boring movies EVER. And C) my back is killing me!" she complained, trying unsuccessfully to rub her lower back. Jake jumped at this opportunity.
"I can fix it!" She gave him one of her 'are you totally insane?!' looks. "Seriously! My mom used to be a masseuse. She taught me thing or two about it."
"She taught you how to be a woman that gives massages?" Miley asked, snickering at the flustered look on his face.
"Well, she taught me how to give a massage," he explained, annoyed at how literal she was being. She laughed.
"I suppose. But don't try anything," she warned, pointing her index finger straight at him and looking suspicious. He held his hands up in surprise.
"Me?!" he asked in a sarcastic tone. Despite her instincts, she turned around and pulled her hair over her shoulder.
"Ok, you weren't lying. You ARE good," Miley complimented ten minutes later when he was finished.
The movie was boring as heck to her, but her back felt a million times better. And she didn't even bother to chew him out for rubbing lower then instructed.
"Of course I am. Did I earn anything special?" he asked hopefully.
She smiled. "Duh." His eyes closed and his lips puckered. It took all her might not to laugh, or lean forward. She wrapped one arm around his shoulders and pulled him close for a moment.
His eyes opened into a glare. She smiled devilishly back at him.
After nearly a half an hour of trying to follow the movie, Miley gave up and succumbed to sleep. Not that Jake minded. He had managed to (so he thought) sneak his arm over her shoulder at some point during the film.
Already half asleep, Miley had snuggled closer and laid her head on his chest. And that's where she still was, sleeping peacefully next to Jake.
He secretly hated the movie Star Wars, but he had a feeling it'd put her to sleep. Yeah, he could be sneaky. Now he flipped through the channels until he found something in English. It was a news report.
"And so it has been proven that the ultimate sign of trust is when you can fall asleep next to someone," the reporter droned. Jake's eyes widened as he looked down at the sleeping figure beside him.
Miley trusted him?!
Suddenly, True Friend was playing from Miley's pocket. In one motion, he flipped the movie back on and shut his eyes. If she knew that he knew that she was sleeping she'd kill him. If that made any sense at all.
Sure enough, through his squinted eyes, he saw Miley wake up and look around. She pulled her cell phone and open it.
"Hey Lilly," she answered, trying not to sound too groggy. "No, Jake and I were watching a movie. No we weren't making out!" she whisper yelled. A smirk appeared on his face. He quickly wiped it off; metaphorically.
"K, I'll be there in a sec." She closed her phone and looked around. Jake's eyes were closed, and his breathing was steady. That snore of a movie was still playing.
Jake looked so peaceful in his sleep. She slowly reached her hand up and stroked his hair. He couldn't suppress a tiny smile from forming on his lips. She wouldn't even consider doing this if she knew he was awake.
Then, she sat up and pecked his cheek. Climbing out of the bed and walking to the door, she turned to face him one more time. Tomorrow, she got to kiss him. She could only imagine what would happen then.
So, I had other things planned, but I'll just change it around and put it in later. Please see my poll! It's not closed yet!
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