The last chapter :(
I hope you enjoy, I ended it in the best way possible so I hope you like.
P.S the song lyrics are not mine, I don't own them - it's the song 'Gotten' by Slash and Adam Levine of Maroon 5 and it's absolutely amazing so check it out
Jake's P.O.V
My palms are sweating like crazy; how the hell does she do this in front of millions?
It's now or never, I thought hoisting the guitar up and leaning into the microphone I'd set up. Then I started to sing.
So nice to see your face again
Tell me how long has it been
Since you've been here
You look so different than before
You're still the person I adore
Frozen with fear
I'm out of love but I take it from the past
All out of words cause I'm sure it'll never last
I've been saving these last words for one last miracle
But now I'm not sure
I can't save you if you don't let me
You just get me like I've never been gotten before
Maybe it's a bitter wind
That chilled from the pacific rim
That brought you this way
Do not make me think of him
The way he touched your fragile skin
That haunts me every day
I'm out of love but I can't forget the past
I'm out of words but I'm sure it'll never last
I've been saving these last words for one last miracle
But now I'm not sure
I can't save you if you don't let me
You just get me like I've never been gotten before
Like I've never been gotten before
So nice to see your face again
But tell me will this ever end
Don't disappear….
I've been saving these last words for one last miracle
But now I'm not sure
And I can't save you if you don't let me
You just get me like I've never been gotten before
Like I've never been gotten before
I played the last notes before setting the guitar down and looking up at her.
"You get me Miley. You're the only one who ever has. We're meant to be; everything that's led up to now has just been a bump in the road."
I could have sworn at the point I heard Lilly mutter, 'Thanks a lot," from up above but I plunged on.
"I'm human; I make mistakes, sometimes worse than others. But if you take me back, I promise to give you everything I have to give. Because I need you. And I love you."
I let my words sink in as she stood by the window, simply watching me. "I'll be down in a sec," she called and disappeared out of sight. Lilly appeared into view with Emily in her arms.
"Do you think it worked?" I asked her.
Lilly shrugged. "I think you sang great Uncle Jake," yelled Emily.
I grinned at her. "Thanks Em."
Miley's P.O.V
I raced down the stairs, heart pounding through my chest. I was rushing to get down there and I didn't even know what I was going to tell him. All I knew is that I wanted to see him, feel him.
I made it onto the street and flung myself into his arms as soon as I saw him. He seemed surprised but that didn't make him hold me any less tight.
"Miley," he breathed in my ear.
God, I'd missed the way he said my name; full of adoration and reverence.
"I have something for you," he whispered while in our embrace.
I pulled back and he fished a letter out from his back pocket. He handed it to me and I ripped it apart and read it.
Dear Miley
Marry Me.
Love Jake
I think that was the moment my heart grew wings and just took off. I grinned so hard it hurt and leaned in to kiss him. I heard a cheer from up above but I kept my lips attached to his, my hands in his hair. That kiss changed everything; it was like everything was right in the universe once more.
"Can I take that as a yes?" he asked softly when I was finally comfortable enough to let him go.
I didn't reply, instead turning in the opposite direction to head back inside.
"Miley? Are you going to give me an answer?" he asked nervously.
Without turning, I called, "See you tonight."
Later that night, everyone was gathered at our house to celebrate my birthday. It was a small gathering, just the way I had wanted it.
Jake hadn't arrived yet but I could see Oliver in the corner, drink in hand.
"You okay Oliver?"
He looked up at me. "That depends. Are you back with Jake?"
I flushed red, giving away my answer. "That's not any of your business."
He scoffed. "I can't believe you Miley."
"I can't believe you."
"Excuse me?"
"Why don't you man up and stop yanking Lilly around. You two have a child together and despite what you might say, I know you love her." I was being harsh but he needed a reality check.
"There was a time when I thought I loved you."
Four years ago, when it was just us two, an attraction had built up between us. For a little while, I thought we were going to take the next step but the whole revelation about Lilly's pregnancy kind of fizzled the whole thing out. We never really got to deal with it all. I guess now was as good as time as any.
"You never loved me Oliver," I said gently. "We depended on each other for a while sure, but we were always friends. It was never going to be more."
"Lilly and Jake were more once."
"And it didn't work," I pointed out, my insides burning at the thought of them two. But I quickly let it go; it's in the past.
We looked across the room to see Lilly playing with Emily.
"Talk to her and work things out. You owe it to yourself and to your daughter."
Reluctantly, he nodded. "You're right." He made to walk off. "And for the record, I still don't like Jake."
"I'm cool with that," I muttered in reply but at that moment someone had wrapped their arms around me and swept me off the ground.
I smiled and without even looking behind me, I knew it was Jake. "Hey handsome."
"Hey beautiful."
I wanted to say more but at this time Lilly had bought out my cake, candles alight. Everyone gathered round and started to sing. Jake stayed by my side the whole time, his hand firmly in mine.
"Make a wish," Emily pipped up.
I looked over at her and noticed Oliver standing near them, his arm around Lilly. Then I locked eyes with Jake and saw the perfect piece of forever I'd always wanted, staring back at me.
"I've already got everything I ever wanted," I murmured, blowing out the candles.
Everyone cheered and clapped and in the noise, Jake leaned in and planted a sweet kiss on my cheek. "Happy Birthday Miley."
"Thanks," I whispered back, cutting the cake.
"Am I ever going to get a reply?" he asked, smirking.
"Maybe," I said coyly.
He just laughed and kissed me again, this time on the lips. Little did he know that when he went home later that night (or it might have to be tomorrow night, I thought as I kissed him hungrily) that there would be a letter waiting on his doorstep, reading,
Dear Jake,
Yes.
Love Miley