AN: I don't want to bore you all with the drama filled details of why I took my hiatus, but rest assured I am back. I want to thank those of you who have been patient with me. I can't promise quick updates, but I can promise that I plan on finishing my two chapter stories before starting anything new. Take a look at my profile at what I have in mind, and vote on my poll about which you want to read first.
Thanks to Emily (IheartORANGE) and Krystle (lucky-starz06) for giving me the push I need to finish writing this.
Enjoy...
"I love it already," Miley squealed.
"The song barely started," Lilly said as she pressed the pause button. "She didn't even start singing yet."
"But the intro is so catchy, the rest can only get better," Miley reasoned with her friend.
"So true," Lilly said putting the song back on.
The girls fell into a silence as they focused on the song. They started humming along with it before long.
"It kind of sounds like she's talking about Jake," Lilly commented offhandedly.
"How do you figure? The song is called 'Hey Stephen' not Hey Jake" Miley joked.
"She's talking about a guy that has tons of girls wanting him, Jake is a celebrity with tons of female fanatics who love him," Lilly answered putting love in air quotes.
"But you'd be the only one there for him through the good and the bad, the one there when it's cold,"
Miley just nodded her head in consideration as they continued to listen.
"OK now she's talking about you!" Lilly exclaimed excitedly.
"Now you're just talking crazy," Miley scoffed.
"No listen again," Lilly said as she used the search button to rewind the song.
Hey Stephen I could give you fifty reasons why I should be the one you choose.
All those other girls, well they're beautiful, but would they write a song for you?
"Last I checked you've written tons of songs about Jake."
"I wouldn't say a ton," Miley said sheepishly.
"Let's see, there was: He Could Be the One, One in a Million, If We Were a Movie, 7 Things, When I Look at You, Goodbye, need I go on?" Lilly asked sarcastically.
At the mention of 'When I Look at You' Miley began daydreaming about why she wrote it.
"W h e n I L o o k a t Y o u" " W h e n I L o o k a t Y o u" "W h e n I L o o k a t Y o u"
"Mile, your Grandmother is in the hospital. She had a heart attack."
Her father's earlier words rang in her ears as the tears streamed down her cheeks. She had to get out of the house. She ran up the stairs and slammed her bedroom door behind her after hearing the news. She looked wildly around her room planning her escape.
Locking her door and turning her radio on softly; Miley dug Jackson's rope ladder that she stole 3 years previously, out of the Hannah closet. Throwing open the door to her balcony she tied down one end of the ladder and threw the other end over the edge. Going back into her room, she grabbed a pair of sneakers and a hoodie and quickly threw them on. She slowly descended the rope ladder that dangled to the earth below. Safely planting her feet on the ground, Miley Stewart ran not daring look back at all.
Once her feet reached sand she slowed her pace. Looking around at the location her legs brought her to, she saw the shack in the distance and the now empty boardwalk, looking further down the beach she spotted a couple walking along the shore holding hands. The dam she built was threatening to burst when strands of carefree laughter reached her ears.
Finally deciding that she couldn't take it any longer, Miley ran, again.
She came to a secluded patch of sand and sat down; taking one last look around she collapsed. She ignored the sand that was getting in her hair and finding its way underneath her clothing. Silently allowing the remaining tears in her body to fall; Miley cried herself to sleep on the beach.
She awoke an hour later to find she was not alone; looking up at the person that had managed to sit her on his lap she smiled weakly at him.
"How'd you know where I was?" She asked meekly.
"Just a feeling," he shrugged.
They sat in silence for a long while before conversation was initiated again.
"Are you ok?" He asked her.
"Oddly enough I am," she answered after a long pause.
"Good," He said pulling her closer and kissing the top of her sandy hair.
"I love you Jake," Miley smiled genuinely.
"I love you Miley," He answered back seriously tilting his head down to kiss her.
The couple sat for another hour or so until the sun began to rise in the east. Dusting herself off and wiping any residual tears from her face, Miley stood up offering her hand to the boy on the sand. They walked back in a comfortable silence. Reaching the Stewart residence they said their goodbyes and left with a kiss.
Miley entered her house quietly and went straight to her room. Closing the door behind her once again and shaking some more sand out of her hair she sat down at her desk. Grabbing her song book and a pen, she scribbled down the first words that came to mind.
Everybody needs inspiration
Everybody needs a song
A Beautiful melody, when the night's so long
Cause there is no guarantee
That this life is easy
When my world is falling apart
When there's no light to break up the dark
That's when I look at you
When the waves are flooding the shore and I
Can't find my way home anymore
That's when I look at you
"H e y S t e p h e n" "H e y S t e p h e n" "H e y S t e p h e n"
"Miley are you alright?" Lilly asked.
"Um yeah, I'm fine," Miley answered. "And you're right. This does sound like me and Jake," She smiled at her best friend.
Lilly smiled triumphantly as the happy song ended and a sadder sounding one took its place.
AN: Thanks for reading, please review, and don't forget to vote!
XoXo Sam xOxo