Lilly, Oliver, Jake and Mr. Stewart were all sitting in the hospital again. Jake had gotten up a few times to check on Miley and each time when he would walk to her room he pictured her sitting up in her bed reading a magazine, but every time he would walk in he would see the complete opposite. Every single time he walked into Miley's room she was just lying down in her bed with her eyes shut tightly. He would stay in there for a few minutes, talk to her a bit then leave and go back to where everyone else was and each time he got back they would look at him as if to say 'any news yet' and every time he would shake his head.

Hours and hours passed and they still hadn't gotten a response out of Miley, but that would all change in a matter of minutes. Again it was time for Jake to go in and check on Miley and once again he had that same picture in his mind, but just like all the times before she was just lying down in a sleeping state.

"Hey Miley, it's me Jake again," he started off. "Can you please make this time different from all of the others. Just give my hand a little squeeze to show you can hear me." He waited a few minutes expecting something to happen, but nothing did. He was just about to leave when he felt a sudden pressure on his hand.

MILEY'S POV

Why is it so dark? I can't see anything. I can hear things though. The only voice I hear is Jake's, but it always sounds so sad. He is always asking me to wake up and apparently I'm not because every time I hear his voice again it's always asking the same thing. But this time it was different, although he still said 'Please wake up', he also added 'Give me a sign that you can hear me.' I have been trying to over and over again, but I couldn't squeeze my hand even just a little bit, until now.

JAKE'S POV

Yes, yes! Miley did it. She squeezed my hand. I knew she could, I knew she could hear everything that was going on. I walked back out to the waiting room where Mr. Stewart, Lilly, and Oliver were sitting, waiting for me to come back with news. Usually there would be no news, but now there was. Everyone looked up with the same look on their faces this time instead of shaking my head I nodded it and there was a relieved look on all of their faces.

"What happened in there, Jake?" Lilly said.

"I walked in expecting the same response as always, but just as I was getting ready to leave I felt Miley gently squeeze my hand."

"I'm going in there," She said.

Lilly walked into Miley's room and saw she was still lying down with her eyes shut. She sat down on the edge of her bed and started to talk.

MILEY'S POV

Someone sat on the edge of my bed and soon a familiar voice rang through my ears. I instantly recognized the voice of my best friend. "Hey Miley, how ya doing? Jake said you squeezed his hand. That means your one step closer to waking up. Please wake up soon, I can't live with myself right now. Knowing that if I had just let you be and not make you more angry than you already were, you wouldn't be in here right now," She said sounding sad.

LILLY'S POV

I sat there for a few minutes and was about to get up and go back to the guys when I heard a faint voice. "Lilly, what hap-happened?"

"Miley, you scared us. You were screaming at Amber and Ashley and you stormed out of the cafeteria, I ran after you and we got into an argument about telling people when you grabbed your head, leaned against the lockers and slid to the ground in the hallway." Lilly explained.

"Really? And it's not your fault I'm in here. If anything it would be my fault, I knew that I shouldn't have yelled, but I did anyway 'cause those two make me so damn angry. So, don't blame yourself," Miley said. "Can you bring Jake in here? I need to talk to him."

"I'll go get him." I said.

"Thanks," I heard Miley say just as I left her room. I walked back to where the guys were. "Jake, I think you should go back to Miley's room," I said as I sat down next to Oliver.

"Why?" he asked.

"Just go," I said.

"Fine."

JAKE'S POV

I walked back down the long hallway with the same picture in my head. I came to her door and took and took a deep breath before I reached for the doorknob. I opened the door expecting to see Miley lying down, but I didn't. I walked in and saw Miley sitting up in her bed reading a magazine. A smile spread across my face as I went and sat down in the chair next to Miley's bed.

"Miley you're awake!" I buried my face into her arm. "I thought I was going to lose you." I murmured. "How are you?"

"Fine," she replied in a soft voice, "But how are you?"

"Miley, you scared me. I was afraid that I was going to lose you for the second time in like a week. You know you shouldn't have been yelling."

"Jake, I do know that, but those girls they are just and Oliver he is so…why did Oliver have to go and almost tell the whole school that I'm Hannah Montana? It is technically your fault, but I'm not blaming you."

"How is it my fault?" I asked confused.

"Well you texted him in school, he read it and was replying, but he hit a wall and the phone went flying over to Ashley and she read what he wrote, something about what to do about Hannah, and-"

"Miley, don't overwork yourself, okay? I'm just going to go have a little talk with Oliver, maybe go out for a little bit, but I'll be back soon." I left her room happy that she was awake, now to find Oliver.

I knew exactly where to find Oliver, I knew he would be sitting in the waiting room with Mr. Stewart and Lilly. "Oliver, do you mind if I talk to you for a little bit?" I asked as I reached the area in which they were sitting. I didn't know exactly what I was going to say, but one thing is for sure is that I wasn't going to punch him. It would be too stupid and there would definitely be a news report about it.

"Sure, I don't mind," he replied. We walked out to the front of the hospital and sat on the bench that was there. "What did you need to talk to me about?"

I still hadn't figured out exactly how I was going to tell him it was his fault, in my opinion, but I knew I had to soon. "Okay well, whose fault do you think it is that Miley is in the hospital?" I asked.

"Um…" he sat there for a few minutes thinking. "I would have to say partly my fault and partly your fault and maybe Amber and Ashley's too." Good, I was glad he partly blamed himself. "Look, the only reason I said you was-"

"It's okay, I know. It was me who sent you that message saying that Miley was in the hospital. Miley told me everything that you told her so I totally understand what's happening. I'm a little mad because you put Miley's secret at jeopardy, but I'm not like fully mad where I would just like slug you in the mouth right now."

"That's good to know. I can understand why you might be mad. I would be too if I was in your position."

"That's all I needed to say to you so you can go back inside now. I'll be right back I have to go somewhere."

"Where?"

"Just somewhere."

"Fine," I watched Oliver walk back into the hospital and I set off for my next destination.

NO POV

There were nurses in Miley's room checking up on her now that she was awake. They left the room after a while and Mr. Stewart went into her room. "So how are you feeling Bud?" he asked.

"I'm doing okay" Miley replied back to her father.

"That's good. I was so scared again Miley when I found out that you were in the hospital again."

"I'm sorry daddy. I didn't mean to. Those girls just wouldn't leave me alone after I made a mistake by letting something slip out of my mouth. Something that only Hannah would know. Uh…"

"It's okay Miles. Everything is going to be okay; maybe they won't figure anything out. Just let it pass and stay calm."

"Okay daddy, I'll try."

"I'm going to leave now, but I'll just be in the waiting room you probably want some alone time anyway."

"No; it's okay. I really don't want to be alone. It gets too quiet when I'm alone."

"Fine, I'll tell Lilly to come in then."

"That's fine, but you don't have to leave either."

"No Miley. I do. I have plans tonight."

"Oh…Okay," disappointment ran all throughout her voice. Robbie Ray quickly picked up on it.

"Bud, it's only a Hannah meeting. I can even cancel it if you want. I probably should-" Robbie said.

"No daddy. You don't have to cancel it. I'll be fine," Miley, said, disappointment still lingering in her words. "Do you have any idea of when I'll be able to get out of here?"

"No, I don't. I'll go find the doctor if you want." Miley nodded her head. Robbie left the room and walked down the hallway. He saw the doctor heading down the hall towards Miley's room. "I have a question for you doctor. Do you know when Miley will be able to get out of here?"

"Well Mr. Stewart all seems well with her right at the moment, so probably sometime tonight after the nurse is finished checking up on her," the doctor responded. The doctor walked away and into Miley's room. Before Robbie went back into her room he called the person in charge of the meeting and told them that he has to postpone the meeting for tomorrow.

The doctor left Miley's room a few minutes later and Robbie walked back in. "Hey Bud, did he tell you when you're allowed to leave?"

"Yup, so what about your meeting?"

"Postponed till tomorrow."

MEANWHILE...

Jake was walking on the beach; hands in his pockets. He was thinking about all that had happened throughout the past two weeks. Everything was going wrong. Their first date; she slipped on ice and fell into a coma. Back at school, she passed out again. He was so worried.

Jake spent about an hour just sitting on the beach. He watched the sunset and couldn't help but think of If We Were A Movie. He soon got up and walked back to the hospital. He got back just in time. Miley was being released when he walked through the sliding doors.

Everyone climbed into Robbie Ray's car and they drove off. Oliver and Lilly were the first two to be dropped off. So that left Jake sitting in the back seat. "Mr. Stewart, do you mind if I just go back to your house? I want to spend some time with Miley."

"That's fine with me Jake." Soon the car pulled into the driveway. Everyone got out and walked into the house.

"Miles, want to take a walk on the beach?" Jake asked after a while. They were sitting on the couch

"Jake it's 11:00 at night. You should probably be getting back to your house," Miley replied.

"I know, but I just want to be with you. There's this thing…this connection between you and me. It's almost as if I love you. Not as if, I do. I love you Miley Stewart."

"Jake we're only 15. I don't even know what true love is right now. But I do feel a connection between us too. I just don't know if it is love yet. You probably don't either."

"What happens when you see me?" Jake asked.

"What?"

"What happens? How do you feel?"

"I get this funny feeling in my stomach and I feel as if my knees would just give out and I would fall over. But I never do cause you're always there to keep me safe."

"I get the same feelings. I'm pretty sure that's love."

"Well if it is then I do love you." Jake scooted closer to Miley and leaned in to softly kiss her. It was like the world stopped. For the first time in two weeks everything seemed to be perfect.