Jake's P.O.V

I've made a lot of mistakes in my life. For a while, cheating on Miley took the cake. But that's nothing compared to this.

For as long as I live, I'll never forget the way she looked when she saw us; the pain and contempt written all over her face.

I leapt away from Lilly and moved towards her, flailing with the buttons on my shirt.

"Miley…"

She didn't move when I came near. She just stood, wide eyed, staring at Lilly. Lilly had just sat up on the couch and was staring nervously at Miley. I think she realised there was really nothing she could say.

"Miley, please," I begged quietly. "I'm so, so, so sorry."

Miley's P.O.V

No, you're not Jake, you're not sorry at all; otherwise you wouldn't have done it.

I walked over to Lilly and she stood up to face me. I stared at her for a few seconds before (in a move that even surprised me) drawing my hand back and slapping her full in the face. She let out a gasp and tears formed in her eyes but she didn't speak.

"I'd expect this from Jake," I found myself saying, oddly calm considering I was responsible for the reddening mark adorning her face. "But not from you."

"I'm sorry," she whispered.

"You should be."

And without another word, I left.

Jake's P.O.V

I looked at Lilly before running out after Miley. Lilly was in near tears but Miley mattered more right now.

"Miley, wait!"

She didn't and I had to launch into a sprint to catch up to her.

"Let me explain," I pleaded.

"How, how can you even begin to explain?"

"I…." I faltered. She was right.

Miley saw my resolve and let out half a sob. "You can't say anything more to make it right. It's over. Everything, I mean it."

"Miley, please don't go," I said grabbing a hold of her.

She yanked herself out of my grip. "Do you love her?" she asked, her face hard.

"I love you."

"Do you love her too?"

I opened my mouth and stopped. "I don't know," I admitted dumbly.

"Find out!" she yelled and started to leave again.

She was walking out on me again; I couldn't let her. So I ran, pulled her back and kissed her. She let me for a second before breaking away, our foreheads still touching.

"I'm sorry. Look I know this is all my fault. It always is, okay I mess up and you forgive me because you love me. So forgive me please? I'm begging here, I'll…I'll forget about Lilly and I'll….I'll stop acting, I'll do anything. I'm not going to lose you again."

She looked like she wanted to believe me. But her heart just wouldn't let her. "Don't….don't make this harder Jake."

We separated and her eyes were glistening with tears. And I was responsible for them.

"You've only got yourself to blame."

And then, I lost her. Again.

Miley's P.O.V

I don't think I've ever run so fast in my life. All I knew is that I had to get out of there before my heart broke into a thousand pieces. Before I broke down again and took him back.

Tears spilling from my eyes, I rounded a corner and leant against the wall, breathing hard. I pulled out my phone and dialled Oliver's number straight away.

"Hey Miley, what's up?" he answered cheerfully, as though he was glad to hear my voice.

"Oliver," I choked out between my wrangled sobs.
"Miley, what's wrong? Are you okay?" he asked urgently.

"No," I admitted. "Can you come to New York and get me?"

"I'll be on the next flight there," he said immediately, and he clicked off.

I let out a breath of relief; Oliver, my haven, my safe place. He was coming.

He was coming to save me.

Jake's P.O.V

I made my way back to the apartment to find Lilly on the floor, ice pack on her face. She was pale, ill-looking. But I brushed this off as an effect of the confrontation with Miley.

"She's gone," I told her quietly.

Lilly didn't acknowledge I'd spoken so I sat next to her on the floor and grabbed her hand.

"What are we doing here? Is this, is this real?"

"I don't know," she replied, finally looking at me.

I rephrased the question. "Is this worth losing Miley over?"

She deliberated for a second. "No."

"Then I guess we have our answer."

We sat there, my fingers still entwined. "I really like you Lilly but…"

"I know," she said with a wry smile. "No one could ever compete for your love and win against Miley. She's got your heart. She's always had it."

I smiled and kissed her cheek. "In another lifetime Lilly, we would have been perfect together."

She nodded, looking wistful.

"We're still friends right?" I asked.

She got up and looked down at me, looking more like the Lilly of old. "Fat chance," she said with a smirk.

Miley's P.O.V

Oliver arrived the next day and I swear it took me a full minute to let go of him.

"Miley, what happened?"

I didn't know how to tell him; after all, this involved him as much as it involved me.

"Jake kissed Lilly."

Jake's P.O.V

I woke up the next morning, forgetting why I felt so exhausted and mentally drained. Then it hit me.

Lilly. Miley. The way I'd royally screwed up everything.

I should have stayed in bed.

Yawning, I made my way to the kitchen and started to make breakfast. I passed the bathroom where I heard noises which sounded vaguely like Lilly throwing up in the toilet. I decided not to intervene, thinking she was still kind of out of whack from last night.

I started to make a batch of pancakes until a knock at the door interrupted. Hoping that it was Miley but knowing there was a very small chance that it was, I answered it.

I was greeted by a very pissed off dark haired guy. He seemed very familiar but I barely had time to register who he was before a fist caught me and sent me stumbling into the darkness.

Not that much happened in this chapter but I wanted to close the whole Jake/Lilly thing.

The next chapter will detail the whole confrontation with the four of them and there will be a few surprises!