A/N: I am so sorry for not updating! I was suffering from writer's block and I wasn't sure where I wanted the story to go. This might possibly be the last chapter, but it depends on what you guys think of it. This chapter is even shorter than the last one and I apologize for that.

Jake was speechless. Miley took his hand and led him back downstairs.

"Daddy, we have a problem," Miley stated.

"Umm, well I'll just supervise your explanation," Robbie Ray said.

Miley sighed. "Just leave Dad." She dragged Jake to the couch and sat him down.

"Miley, why didn't you tell me?" Jake exploded.

"Listen to me. Let me talk with no interruptions," Miley said sternly.

Jake nodded in agreement.

"This is my deepest, darkest secret. I can't just tell every guy I date that I'm Hannah Montana! That's why it's a secret. And you can't ever tell anybody. Not your parents, not your best friend. No one at all, ever."

"Okay, I understand. My lips are sealed forever, no matter what," Jake said.

Miley smiled and hugged him. After a few seconds, he gently pushed her away then brought her back toward him and placed a soft kiss on her lips.

They broke apart and Miley sighed.

"We have a decision to make. Do you want to break up with Miley and date Hannah? Or do we like it just the way it is?"

Jake smiled. "I think I like dating Miley," he said, then kissed her forehead.

"Well, in that case, I have to go to an interview and I need to leave…" she glanced at the clock, "Five minutes ago." She gave him a quick kiss.

"Dad, time to go!" she called as she walked out of her room.

ooHMoo

Miley walked into her bedroom after her interview. She walked into her closet and took her wig off. She placed it carefully on a mannequin, then walked back out. She noticed a piece of paper on her bedside table. It was a note from Jake.

Miley-

Come to my house after your interview. We can watch a movie or something.

Love, Jake

Miley quickly changed clothes, told her dad where she was going, then sprinted out the door.

She rang the doorbell at the Ryan's house. Jake answered the door.

"Hey Miley! Come sit down," he greeted.

She sat on the soft leather couch and Jake put a DVD into the player.

He came and sat next to her. As the opening credits came up, she moved closer to him and he put his arm around her. She smiled and leaned her head on his shoulder.

Toward the middle of the movie, the main characters shared a passionate kiss.

Jake and Miley made eyes contact. Her eyes sparkled as they moved closer and closer. She decided to have a little fun. As he moved closer to her, she leaned back on the armrest.

He suddenly pushed her all the way back and lunged toward her and crashed his lips onto hers.

Miley shifted so they were laying down, facing each other on the couch. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her as close as possible to him and her hands ran madly through his hair.

She soon felt his tongue touch her lips softly. She smiled then poked her own tongue out of her mouth and softly touched his. This was new to both of them. They explored each others mouths. Then Miley felt his hands move to the front of her body and he found the bottom of her shirt. He softly lifted it up, but he didn't get far.

Miley suddenly sat up angrily, biting both of their tongues in the process.

"So this is what this is about?" she screamed. "Jake Ryan, if you just want me to feel me up, we are over!" she yelled. She leaped off of the couch and stormed out the door.

ooHMoo

Lilly raced around her room in attempt to find her ringing cell phone. She threw her pillow off the bed and found her phone under it. Her ring tone was about to end.

"Hello?" she said breathlessly.

"Hey, it's me," Miley said in a monotone voice.

"What's wrong?" Lilly asked.,

Miley told her story angrily. She couldn't believe how much of a jerk he was.

"Wow, I'm really sorry it didn't work out, Miley," Lilly said.

"I'll be fine. I'm gonna take a walk. Talk later," Miley replied, and then hung up.

Lilly sighed. She really did feel bad for Miley, but she was very excited for her date with Oliver the next day. They were going to the rose gardens.

She put on some short shorts and a tank top and went downstairs to get a bottle of water. She told her parents goodnight, then climbed back up the stairs.

She turned her ceiling fan on, and then climbed into bed. She closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, she felt someone lightly shaking her. "Lilly, it's past noon. Wake up."

She knew that beautiful voice almost too well. It was Oliver's.

She rolled over and moaned. She felt Oliver climb onto the opposite side of the bed. She rolled over again, facing away from him.

"Lil, if you don't wake up, I'm going to have to take drastic measures," he whispered into her ear.

She pulled the covers tighter around her. She shook her head, letting him know she wasn't going to get up anytime soon.

He shook his head. "You asked for it."

He grabbed her sides and began to tickle her. She squealed and begged him to stop.

"No, not until you are out of that bed!" he said laughing.

She kicked the blankets off of her and stumbled out of the bed.

"I'm up, I'm up!" she exclaimed.

Oliver stared in awe at her. Her hair was down and she had no make up on. Her skin glowed and he took in each curve of her body.

"What?" she asked, looking down at herself.

Oliver got up off of the bed and walked over to her. "Oh, nothing. I was just admiring how beautiful you are," he said as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

Lilly blushed. She stood on her tiptoes and kissed his soft lips.

She pulled away slightly. "Ollie, I love you," she murmured against his lips.

"I love you too, Lil," he murmured back.

She smiled and pressed her lips against his once more.

A/N: Should I add another chapter? Or do you like the ending? REVIEW PLEASE!