AN: The final Chapter! Thanks for reading and keep an eye out for more!

Chapter IV: Finally Together

Michael remembered the first time he met Miley. It was about a week after he moved to Malibu. He was still sulking a little bit after leaving the only home he knew behind. He was laying in his front yard, looking up at the clear blue sky. He was enjoying his peace and quiet, until a brunette teen about his age dressed in white shorts and a blue tank top stood over him.

"Hey, I'm Miley." The girl said. Michael sat up and looked at her. For a California teen, she wasn't bad looking. Being a guy, he was looking in her eyes, while stealing looks at her figure.

"I'm Michael, but friends and family, which I don't have many of since I moved here, calls me Mike." Michael said shaking Miley's hand. "I'm living with my brother and my step sister. My brother Charles owns a video game store out here, so there is where I work.

" Glad to meet you, Michael." Miley replied. "I just wanted to come over and meet you. I am staying over across the street from you. I am not far away if you need anything. My parents and my brother are willing to help if you guys need anything."

"Thanks." Michael said. "How about later on you show me around town?"

Michael saw a blush creep into Miley's face. "Sure. I gotta go. Later, and nice meeting you."

"Nice meeting you, too." Michael said, smiling. He watched as Miley walked back across the street. Michael let a smile grow on his face.

"I think that I am going to like it here." Michael said to himself. He smiled, and walked back into his house. He had no idea just how much their lives were going to be connected together...

Michael was sound asleep in his hospital bed. He felt like someone punched a hole in his stomach, and in reality, someone did. Michael sat up, and his brother came in.

"Thank god you are up." Charles said, sitting in a chair next to him. Michael turned to his brother, who had a relieved look on his face.

"What happened? Where's everybody?" Michael asked, looking around at the surprisingly empty hospital room.

"Melody, Jackson, and Miley are outside." Charles said. "But first, I want to know why in the living hell would Robby Ray shoot you?"

"Because he was beating Miley and Jackson." Michael said suddenly, on the verge of tears. "I found out, and he told me that if I didn't keep my silence about the whole thing, he was going to hurt her worse. Even though I stayed true to my word, Robby Ray didn't. He nearly knocked her unconscious, and that's when me and Melody found out to an extent of what he was doing to her. I really care about her."

"So, do you love her?" Charles asked him.

"What?" Michael said, face growing really red.

"Do you love her?" Charles asked again. Michael thought for a few minutes about this, and he knew the answer.

"Yeah, I do."

SIX MONTHS LATER...

Jackson now has his own home and a good paying job. Miley lives with her big brother, and Melody and Michael visit the siblings consistently. One beautiful, and cool evening, Michael and Melody were hanging out over at Jackson's place. Michael decided to ask Miley to go for a walk with him. Miley smiled, and walked out the front door. Michael turned to Jackson and Melody, and gave them a "wish me luck" look, and walked out after his friend.

"About damn time." Melody said after Michael closed the door. "I thought they would be together right about now."

"You think he has the guts to make his move?" Jackson asked his girlfriend.

"Yeah, I think he does." Melody said.

Michael was sitting on the beach, watching his best friend, dressed in blue jean shorts, and a tight black t-shirt, walk through the water and the sand. Miley looked back to Michael and let out a smile. She walked back, and sat next to him.

"How has things been?" Michael asked her.

"Fine. Thanks for asking." Miley asked. She hugged her knees to her chest, and looked at her friend. "Michael, you look as if you have something on your mind, what's wrong?"

"I do have something on my mind." Michael said, twirling his finger in the sand. "I've been thinking about you a lot lately, and I really do feel close to you."

"I feel the same way." Miley said. "In fact I-" Miley was cut off by Michael pressing his lips to hers. Miley was completely caught off guard by this, but she fell into the kiss. Michael broke away, and turned away from her, looking like he did something very wrong.

"Sorry, I shouldn't have done that." Michael said, face red as Kool-Aid. Miley smiled evilly, yanked back Michael's long blonde hair, and kissed him intensely. Miley looked at him as he stared at her in amazement.

"Where did that come from?" Michael asked, breathing heavily. Miley smiled, and rolled on top of him.

"Are you just going to sit there and ask questions, or are you going to kiss me?" Miley asked, looking at her bewildered friend with an raised eyebrow. Michael smiled, wrapped his arms around her waist, and continued to kiss her.

"I love you, Miley." Michael said.

"I love you too, Michael." Miley answered. They smiled at each other, and soon fell asleep in each other's arms.

THE END

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