So, here it is! I'm happier now with the response! Thanks!

"Ok, that was the best pasta I've ever had. And that's sayin somethin, since my dad makes pretty good spaghetti."

Jake laughed. "Well I'd hope it's good. We ARE in Italy," he reminded. She giggled slightly.

"Well, here we are," she noted, checking the room number by the door. Jake nodded. "I had fun."

"Yeah. So Miley, I was wondering-"

"Hold that thought." She held up her finger, and then pressed her ear to the door. Jake looked at her strangely, but was relieved for the pause. This gave him a chance to gather his thoughts. Suddenly, Miley was pounding on the door.

"OW!" three simultaneous voices yelled from the other side. Jake's eyebrows rose and Miley smiled as if nothing had happened.

"You were saying?" she asked, turning back to the movie star.

"Oh. Uh, well, I was just wondering, what are-I mean, do you wanna, I-I mean would you-?" Jake stumbled over his words. But Miley had caught on to what he meant. She would've responded sooner, but it was always so much fun watching him get nervous.

She grabbed hold of his shirt and pulled herself up to his face, pressing her mouth on to his. It took him all of two seconds to respond. He moved his hands from the back of his neck down to her waist and gently moved her back against the door.

Miley moved her hands up to his shoulders, lightly rubbing into them. He made a sound, and she smiled against his lips. He was rubbing small circles into her shirt with his thumbs, and it felt really good.

She pulled back first, and this time it was she that was able to enjoy watching his eyes flutter open with a look of shock and enjoyment while she merely smirked.

"You're so cute when you're nervous." He smiled and blushed a little. "Night," she mumbled softly. She pulled away from him and opened the door, sending him one more smile. He smiled back, still a bit dazed from all her force.

When she entered her room, Lilly, Oliver, and Jackson were laying around casually. Lilly reading the latest issue of Seventeen that they'd picked up at the airport earlier that afternoon on her bed, Oliver still mastering Guitar Hero on Miley's bed, and Jackson playing his Nintendo DS in the lounging chair near the Jacuzzi. They looked up as the door closed behind her.

She had her arms crossed over her chest and her left foot was tapping impatiently. Her eyebrow was cocked as she awaited an explanation.

"Oh, you're back!" Lilly noted from her spot on the bed. "How was the date?"

"Fine," Miley answered using her masterful acting talents to hide her jubilance.

"That's it?" Lilly asked disappointedly.

"Yeah, I don't feel like talking about it right now. I'd rather talk about the red bumps forming on y'alls' foreheads." They all rushed to the mirror.

"Whoa, would ya look at that!" Jackson shouted, feeling the reddening mark. "Those pillows are harder than they look. I better go order new ones in my room! Bye!" and he bolted right past his sister and out the door.

"I'm gonna go make sure he gets some for me! See ya!" Oliver followed suit. That left Miley and Lilly. The blonde smiled guiltily. Miley casually walked over to her drawer and pulled out some pajamas.

"So you're really not gonna tell me?!"

"Nope. You heard enough by the door."

"All I head was Jake stuttering something! Please Miley!" Lilly was literally down on her knees in front of the brunette with her hands folded together. Miley couldn't take it.

"Lilly, of course I'm gonna tell you! But next time, be more discreet when you're eavesdropping!"

"Kay. So, what happened?!"

As the two got ready for bed, Miley went through every detail of the date. When she was done explaining, Lilly's face held a look of awe.

"Wow, you finally kissed him!"

"Yeah," Miley admitted, looking at her feet and blushing, pretending to be shy about it.

"So, are you two official?" Lilly asked unsurely. Miley smiled.

--

Jake entered his room, still dazed. Jason was already lying on his roll away bed, and Jared was flipping through TV channels. They looked up when Jake came in.

"So, how was the date?" Jared asked suggestively.

"Incredible," Jake answered airily.

"Was there a kiss?" Jason asked, his eyes still closed in a pathetic attempt at sleep.

"Ah huh," Jake answered, still lingering in the doorway.

"Alright! So you two are officially together?" Jared questioned.

"I think so. I mean, when I was trying to ask her, she pulled me into this kiss. Now I know how she felt last weekend," he explained, taking a seat on his own bed and unbuttoning his shirt.

Jared held out his fist and Jake bumped it, rolling his eyes and letting a small laugh escape him.

Three days later, the guys got up and went to breakfast. When they were done they headed to the pool, already in their swimsuits.

"Thanks for lending me a pair of your swim trunks. That's one thing I didn't pack enough of," Jake noted as they entered the pool room. "They are a bit big."

"Yeah, I was supposed to exchange them. Oops." Jake stopped dead in his tracks. He saw Miley talking to Lilly in a tanning chair. She was in a pink floral bikini-he'd seen her in it before. But something just seemed different.

Jason noticed that he'd stopped, and walked back to him.

"Jake, what's up?"

"Miley," he answered, not taking his eyes off her.

"What about her?" Jason asked, not getting anything. Jake finally looked at his friend.

"She just seems, I dunno, hotter, in a swimsuit. But, I've already seen her in it."

"It's because now, she's yours," Jason explained.

Jake turned back to him again. "Jason that's… really smart! How'd you think of it?"

"I have my moments," he answered defensively. "Ooh, Oliver's got a game of water football going!" And the guitarist cannonballed into the pool while Jake rolled his eyes.

Jake looked back to Miley, and caught her staring at him. Their eyes locked, and they both smiled.

--

"I missed hanging by the poolside," Miley commented as she and Lilly sat back, tanning.

"Me too. I'm so happy all you have today is a photo shoot."

They both sat up and began discussing the possibility of a group photo. It would be Lilly's first one, as well as Oliver's and Jackson's. They were so excited they'd failed to notice the three moviestars-slash-bandmates enter the premises.

After a minute or so, she felt eyes pressing her. However, when she looked, all she saw were two attractive blonde males talking with each other. A double take showed them to be Jason and Jake. The latter caught her attention.

"Is it just me, or does Jake look extra hot today?" Miley asked, never removing her gaze from Jake. Lilly looked over at him with confusion.

"He looks the same to me." She looked closer, as Miley was still staring intently at him. "Ooh, except for the fact that his shorts are really loose." She glanced back at Miley and noticed her smiling. A look at Jake revealed the same thing. Lilly rolled her eyes-though she was smiling-and jumped into the pool to join Jackson, Oliver, and Jason in a game of water football.

Jake walked over to Miley, seeing as his friends were off doing their own things, and sat down on her chair, straddling it to face her. She lifted her sunglasses to her forehead and lowered her knees so she could see him.

"Poof," Jake stated completely out of the blue.

"What?" Miley asked, biting back a laugh and giving him a very strange look.

"I'm here, what are your other two wishes?" Jake asked totally serious. Miley broke laughing.

"That has got to be your worst one yet!" she exclaimed between breaths. He shrugged.

"Don't matter. I already have you." He leaned in to kiss her, but she held her index finger to his mouth. He stared at her, confused. She nearly started laughing again.

"My dad's right over there." She jerked her head to the right where her father was sitting at a table, glaring at Jake. She removed her finger and Jake's head slumped to his right. While his eyes were closed she leaned over and quickly placed her lips on his cheek. He immediately smiled.

When she pulled back there was a small grin on her face. Jake took up the chair next to Miley that hadn't been occupied by Lilly and they started talking.

"So, anything on the agenda today?" he asked.

"Yeah, I have a photo shoot at four."

"Oh," he answered, trying not to sound disappointed, but failing.

"Why?"

"I was just kinda hoping we could hang out, maybe watch a movie or something."

"Well, you guys could come with," she offered.

"Really?!"

"Yeah, it's a tour photo shoot. You guys have basically been a part of it."

"Cool."

--

"Come on!"

"That's what you get for inviting three movie stars at the last minute," Jackson stated. Mr. Stewart checked his watch while Miley slammed her blonde head against the wall repeatedly. Lilly was leaning against the wall tapping her foot with her arms crossed over her chest. Oliver was flipping his phone open and closed and Roxy was scanning the area.

The door opened and the three guys came out, each receiving pissed-off looks. "Hey, don't look at us! It was all Jared," Jake defended, pointing to the oldest of their group while Jason nodded in agreement.

Twelve eyes rolled in their direction before Mr. Stewart rushed them all towards the elevator. When they got out of the hotel, there was a limo waiting, along with curious passersby. The moment they saw Miley, as Hannah, was followed by screaming and camera phones going off. The nine people bolted into the limo. Roxy had to sit up front to save room, and Lilly and Miley ended up sharing a seatbelt, them being the smallest two people in the vehicle.

"It's a good thing I'm here or you'd be sharing a seatbelt with Oliver right now." Oliver lifted the sun glasses from his eyes and glared at Lilly with his mouth agape. "That is, if he didn't have on a ridiculously large sweater!"

"What'd you have for breakfast this morning, nails?" he shot back. Miley began banging her forehead on Jake's shoulder.

"What's their deal? Haven't they been friends for like, ever?" he whispered to her.

"Lilly always picks random fights with him." And that's when it all clicked in Miley's head. Lilly had been doing this all year. Since the first day of high school, Lilly would make cold remarks at Oliver for no reason. Lilly had had a crush on Oliver for almost a year, and Miley never caught on. From the sound of things, Lilly hadn't either.

Miley started laughing, stopping Lilly and Oliver mid-argument and turning everyone's attention on her. She froze.

"Was that out loud?" she asked, and received seven confirming nods. She sunk down in her seat a bit. Jake smiled down at her. The rest of the ride went on in silence.

They arrived at the studio, where fans were waiting. Word had gotten out, and they all came to see Hannah Montana. When they saw the Gladiators there as well, the whole gang had to sprint into the building. But not before pictures had been taken by lurking cell phones.

Before they had taken five steps, Miley grabbed Jake's arm and pulled him into a deserted hall.

"What's up?" he asked, concern in his eyes.

"Uh, well, I've been thinking, and you can say no," she was acting really fidgety, constantly looking to make sure no one was around, "but, well, there's a reason for my secret."

"I know. It's to keep your life normal, but still get to do what you love." She looked at him expectantly, and he began to think about that sentence. "Which would be really hard to do if you were dating me." He sighed reluctantly.

"So I was thinking, maybe you and I should date."

"Ok, Miley, ya lost me." He looked at her get up. "Oh, you mean as Hannah!" he whisper-yelled, glad he'd caught on to her train of thought again. She nodded with a tight smile. His turtle-ness was amusing her. "That's cool," he shrugged nonchalantly. "As long as I'm dating you, I don't care which half."

She bit her lip. This was the really hard part. "That brings me to my next thing. The tour's been getting really hectic lately, and I think it's only gonna get worse. So, well, I was thinking, maybe we shouldn't tell people until we get home," she suggested, bracing herself for some sort of hurt or anger.

"Miley," he started, taking her shoulders and taking a step closer to her. She leaned back against the wall that she'd already backed up into, her head tilting up to look into his eyes. "that's fine. I get it. You really thought that was gonna make me upset?"

She shrugged, a deep breath of relief escaping her mouth. She smiled at him, glad for his understanding nature. He smiled back.

"So, this is just between you and me?" he asked, trying to make conversation.

"And Lilly, Oliver, Jason, Jared, Daddy, Jackson, Roxy, and your manager." He laughed at her literal statement.

She was still against the wall, and he was still holding her. He removed his hands from her shoulders, and grabbed a hold of each of her hands. Her eyes drifted from his eyes to his mouth, and she inadvertently licked her own. His actions matched hers, and they both leaned forward.

Their lips met briefly, creating the increasingly familiar spark. Jake pulled back a couple of inches, but Miley pushed her head up more and kissed him again. There was the sound of a throat being cleared, and they turned their heads to see Robby Ray, his eyebrows raised, awaiting an explanation.

Both of their faces turned red, and Miley lightly shoved Jake away from her, seeing as he was too terrified to move. Her father was a good 4 inches taller, and a lot stronger. Jake's mouth opened and closed like a fish, but no words could come out that sounded right.

Miley glanced awkwardly at her boyfriend (that's REALLY fun to write!) and then back to her dad.

"What's up daddy?" she asked, straining her voice in annoyance at him. Jake continued to play the deer in the headlights.

"Uh, the photographer is gonna be here in a few minutes, and the star is the most important part of the photoshoot," he explained, still a little shocked at what he'd walked in on. "Of course, one movie star missin might not be a noticed thing." Jake's eyes widened even more, and his face drained of all color.

"Daddy!" she scolded, grabbing Jake's arm and dragging him out to the set. When they were out of sight, Robby started laughing. Once they started using tongues was when he'd become serious.

Miley and Jake appeared on the set, Jake still being dragged by Miley, and he was receiving odd looks.

"What's wrong with him?" Jason asked, directing his thumb at Jake.

"Just my dad tryin to sound scary," she explained, dropping Jake's arm and looking around. There were different backgrounds on a laptop nearby, no doubt to be displayed on the green screen.

There was one of the Eiffel tower, and her thoughts drifted back to her first kiss. She smiled. Big Ben was on a different slide, as well as the Sagrada Familia, and the Trevi Fountain, which she had yet to visit on the tour.

There were different outfits for everyone, apparently to make it seem like they had taken the pictures at the actual location. There was one outfit per country. Three more clothing racks were rolled in as Jake, Jason, and Jared's presence was announced.

"I hope this photographer's as good as everyone says," Robby Ray commented ten minutes later, when she still hadn't shown up. As soon he had entered the room, Jake fled to the grouping of couches with Jason, while Jared, Jackson, and Oliver hit up the buffet tables. Miley had rolled her eyes, while Lilly sent a confused look across the room.

"Aw no!" Miley noticed the doors open and in walked Liza. "Liza!" Miley pointed. A deep, disgusted sound came out from Robby's throat as he backed off to the shadows.

"Hannah, darling, its great to see you again!"

"My dad's not here," Miley stated.

"None sense, I saw him standing here a few seconds ago."

"Can we just get on with this?"

--

"Is Jake part of the tour?" Liza asked Lilly unsurely.

"Yeah, all of us are."

"Uh, let's get a picture of just Hannah and Jake!" Liza called out, and Jason and Jared walked off the set. Jake glanced fearfully down at Miley, who raised an eyebrow. She knew the boy was a slight coward, but dang! "Ok, Jake, I want you to place your lips on Hannah's cheek," she instructed.

"L-like a kiss?" he choked out, fidgeting with the color of his white shirt. Miley slapped her head in frustration. Roxy gave him the 'I'm watching you' sign and he gulped.

"Yes, that's typically what it's called," Liza confirmed sarcastically, the camera covering up her face again.

The rest of the shoot had the same problems. Between Jake's lack of cooperating and Liza's distractions resulting in retakes, it took them an extra 45 minutes to finish, and Miley was ready to kill her dad.

When they piled into the limo, Jake sat as far away from Miley as he could, causing her to glare at her father, who returned her gaze with an innocently clueless one.

They arrived back at the hotel, and Miley flopped down on her bed, a loud, frustrated groan escaping her mouth.

"Why don't you go talk to him?" Lilly suggested, flipping through TV channels.

Hopping back off her bed, Miley crossed the hall, still dressed as Hannah. Jared answered the door.

"Is Jake here?" she asked hopefully.

"Wow, three days and she's already pissed at you," Jared threw across his shoulder. He turned back to her now glaring face.

"Just let me talk to him."

"Come one Jase." Jared grabbed Jason's shoulder and dragged him out the door. Miley walked in and closed the door behind her.

"Does your dad know you're here, alone?" he asked fretfully. She rolled her eyes.

"No. Jake, I don't need dad's permission for everything. We don't need his permission." She sat down on his bed. He walked back from the door.

"Jake Ryan does ask for anyone's permission," he stated matter-of-factly. She raised her eyebrows in disbelief.

"Oh yeah? Prove it," she challenged, a slight smirk on her face.

That's when it hit him. If he kept avoiding her in fear of Miley's father, there might not be a Miley around for him to avoid. That thought over-powered his apprehension towards Mr. Stewart, and he marched forward.

He grabbed the back of her head and slammed her lips onto his. His other hand was firmly planted on the bed, supporting his whole wait. She kissed back, happy with his decision.

The door opened, and Jason and Jared walked in.

Confused, Jason said, "I thought she wanted to talk to him."

Putting an arm around the younger actor, Jared said, "Jason, when you have a girlfriend, that is talking."

Jason's mouth formed an O, and they turned back around, leaving the now glaring couple alone.

Jake turned his face back to Miley and smiled. She returned it, blushing slightly at being caught. He kissed her again.

So, there it is. I think there's only one more chapter, and then the epilogue. I know, it's almost over!

Luv Wendy! :)(: