Sorry it's been so long... here's another chapter!

LAST TIME ON HM:

I was enjoying it, not realizing that I had forgotten to brush the rats out of the wig. His fingers got caught in one of them, and he tried to pull it out. But instead, it pulled off my wig.

"Miley?" was all he said.

Chapter Four: Miley Loves Jake

I had no idea what to do next. It reminded me of Ashlee Simpson and her SNL mishap. She had called me afterwards, crying and telling me to never, under any circumstances, do what she had done.

Jake was holding my wig. "Miley?" he asked again.

"Jake, I..."

"You're Hannah Montana?"

I sighed. After a long pause, I finally said, "Yes, Jake, I'm Hannah Montana."

I expected him to leave.

But he surprised me by saying, "Oh my gosh, Miley, what a great idea! I didn't even have a clue! You're so smart! People won't recognize you if you're not Hannah all the time."

Surprised, I said, "You're not mad at me?"

"Of course not."

"But what about Mackenzie?"

"We didn't really ever date. I mean, yeah, we went out a couple of times and I did kiss her in the hallway... right in front of you... but I was just trying to get you're attention. The truth is, Miley... I really like you... Love you, even."

"You love me?" I asked.

"I do, Miley. Will you be my girlfriend?"

I blushed. "Sure," I said, secretly wishing that we would kiss again.

And that's exactly what we did. We began to kiss, only to be interrupted by a whispered "Yes!" from Oliver and Lilly's side of the room. I looked over and saw Oliver putting his hand over Lilly's mouth.

Jake saw them, too, and both he and I started to laugh. We kissed again.

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Three years later, I sat next to Jake on the beach in Malibu. I held my hand over the place where I was possibly carrying his baby. Tears streamed down my face as my eyes came in contact with his.

"Jake..." I said.

"Shh. It's okay, Miley. Everything's gonna be okay," he choked.

"When are we going to find out?"

"Dr. Forrester said we'd have about three weeks before the results come in," he said.

"Well... what do we do until then?"

We were seventeen now. I couldn't believe that I might be pregnant. No, I can't be. It only happened once.

"I'm not sure, Miles, but we'll figure something out."

We sat and watched the sun set on the day that might be the end of my career...

Thanks for reading this chapter! I promise there'll be another one soon!