I have to warn you, this chapter is kind of weird. It starts off like any other chapter. But about halfway through, it becomes a songfic. Just thought I'd warn you so you don't get too confused. The song is "On the Line" by Demi Lovato & the Jonas Brothers.

I gotta say, I like Demi now...a lot. She doesn't seem so bad anymore, and she & Miley seem to be on a good level. I'm still not fond of Selena, though.

"I can't believe Jake did that," Joe said sincerely. "…and with Lilly of all people. I don't know how many times I can tell you that I'm sorry, Miles." Joe whispered, stroking Miley's hair.

Miley sniffled, "A-And, I d-don't even have a b-best fr-friend t-to run to!" she choked out.

Joe shook his head, "It's okay. You have me. I'm here for you, remember?" Joe said, pulling her closer.

"Do you think Lilly and I will ever be able to be friends again?" Miley whimpered, snuggling deeper into Joe's chest for comfort.

"I don't think you should rush back into a friendship too quickly. She needs to know that what she did isn't something that can be forgiven easily. I think you should talk about what happened, though. And if she seems truly sorry, then you can tell her that you're ready to try to build a friendship again." Joe explained.

"Yeah, you're right." Miley agreed, her tears beginning to slow down. She sniffled once more and blew her nose in Joe's shirt, blushing as she looked up at him. "Sorry."

Joe chucked, handing her a tissue. "Yeah, that's okay." he said, slightly disgusted.

Miley smiled faintly, "Thanks for everything, Joe. I'd probably be on the path of destruction right now if it weren't for you."

"There's no way I'd ever let you walk that path, Miles." Joe said, tightening his grip on her. He glanced at the clock and loosened his grip. "It's getting late, I should probably go."

"Oh, okay." Miley said with a hint of disappointment in her voice. "I guess I'll see you tomorrow?"

Joe nodded, "See you tomorrow." He grabbed his jacket and was halfway out the door when he turned around slowly. "Call me if you need anything, Miley."

Miley grinned weakly, "Will do." The second Joe had left; Miley felt a sense of loneliness wash over her, which was weird considering Jackson and Robbie were right upstairs. Miley looked down at her left hand, which lay awkwardly by her side. Only a minute ago, that hand had been clutching onto Joe. She had never felt depressed whenever Jake had left. Miley clutched her fists as the thought of Jake crossed her mind. She had definitely made a mistake when she had to choose between Jake and Joe. Joe had been nothing but loyal when they were together, and it was about time she got him back.

"Come on, Miley. Pick up the phone!" Lilly groaned and slammed her cell phone down on her bed. She had been trying to reach Miley for two days straight, unsuccessfully. Deciding to attempt one last time, Lilly picked up her cell phone and punched in Miley's number. Tapping her foot impatiently, she let her mind wander until her thoughts were broken by a voice on the other line.

"What do you want, Lilly?" Miley asked, barely above a whisper.

"Miley, we need to talk. Now, before you interrupt me, just let me explain. I know I did something very wrong and you have every right to be—"

"Stop, Lilly." Miley interrupted. "I don't think this is something we should be discussing over the phone. I think this needs to be handled in person."

Lilly bit her lip. "Alright. Meet me at Rico's in ten minutes."

"Why, Lilly? How could you do this to me? The last time I checked, you were utterly repulsed by Jake!" Miley exclaimed.

Lilly gulped, "I'm sorry, Miley. I don't know how this all happened.

Miley scoffed. "What do you mean you don't know? You obviously had something to do with this; you didn't accidentally have an affair with my boyfriend!"

Lilly stood up angrily. "Just give me a chance to explain! One day, when I was on my way to visit you, I found Jake sitting on your front porch. I asked him what he was doing, and he said he was waiting for you and he needed someone to run lines with."

"I'm listening," Miley said as she folded her arms across her chest.

"I told him that I would be able to run lines with him, so we went back to his house and did a few scenes. Then, we came across a romantic zombie scene and I thought we should stop, but he said that it was the scene he needed to practice the most. I went along with it, but then the script said that the two characters had to kiss. Something came over me and I kissed him, and he kissed me back."

Miley shook her head, "I can't believe this. But how did one little kiss turn into a whole affair between you two? That's what I would like to know."

Lilly sighed, "I honestly don't know, Miley. We just kept secretly meeting up with each other, and one thing led to another. Again, I'm sorry."

"Why'd you do it, Lils? Didn't you ever think about how I might have felt while all this was happening?"

"At first, I thought, 'this is wrong, I shouldn't be doing this.' But then, for some sick reason, I thought it was okay, because I figured you and Joe would get back together anyway." Lilly explained.

Miley rubbed her temples. "I don't know what to say, Lilly. I wish I could just cheer up and forgive you, but I can't. This is going to take some time."

Lilly placed a hand on Miley's shoulder, "I understand. I did something wrong and I need to face the consequences. If it makes you feel any better, I'm never going to see Jake again."

"But why? Apparently, you two seem to like each other." Miley snorted.

"Because…" Jake said, appearing behind Miley. "I want you back."

Miley stared at him. "What makes me thing you'll ever get me back, Jake?"

Jake looked at her with solemn eyes. "Please, Miley. Just give me a second chance, I'm begging you."

Miley laughed almost evilly. "A second chance? A second chance?! I've given you, what? Three chances already? I'm done with giving you chances, Jake. Not only am I done with that, I'm also done with you. I think I've been with you long enough to know that it's never gonna work out."

"Miley, one more chance. Please?" he pleaded.

"Get away from me." she demanded. "Now.

"But, Miley—"

"Get. Away. From. Me." she repeated, with more force this time.

Jake scoffed, "Are you serious?"

"Get away from me, you two-timing bastard!" Miley yelled as loud as she could. Jake, nervous from all the stares that people were giving him, scrambled out of Miley's sight without another word. Miley turned to Lilly, who smiled shyly. Miley chuckled, "And that's the way Miley Ray rolls."

"Joe, open up!" Miley yelped desperately, standing outside of the Gray household in the pouring rain. The sound of footsteps stampeding down the stairs could be heard, along with the shuffling of feet as Joe raced to get the door.

The door swung open, and Joe stood there gazing at her. "What are you doing here, Miley?" he asked, ushering her inside.

"I just wanted to see you. Is that a crime?" she asked shyly as she rubbed her hands together for warmth.

Joe laughed slightly. "Sorry, I didn't mean it that way. Have you talked to Lilly yet?" he asked as he hugged her, attempting to warm her up.

Miley nodded, "Mhm. We talked earlier this afternoon before the rain started."

"And how did that go?"

Miley shrugged. "We're not exactly in best friends mode just yet. But I think we're getting there." she said with a smile creeping onto her face.

Joe smiled, "That's good. And what about Jake? Have you heard from him?"

Miley gagged. "Don't even get me started, Joe." She plopped down onto their couch and motioned for Joe to sit down next to her. "Can I talk to you about something, Joe?"

"Yeah…?" Joe said slowly as he sat down next to her.

"Have you ever thought about…picking up where we left off?" she asked nervously.

Joe sighed. "I don't know, Miley."

"What?!" Miley asked in shock. "But I thought you wanted to get back together! Now that we have the chance, you're refusing?" she asked weakly.

"I'm not refusing, Miley. It's just, you really hurt me when you left me for Jake. And now that he's hurt you, I don't want you to take me back just because I was a shoulder for you to cry on."

Miley couldn't believe what he was hearing. "You're much more than a shoulder to cry on, Joe. You know that."

"I'm not saying no," Joe told her. "Let's just keep things the way they are for the moment, okay?"

"Okay." she sniffled.

"And then he said, 'I don't want you to take me back just because I was shoulder for you to cry on.' Can you believe him?!" Miley shrieked, pacing back and forth. "I was pretty much inviting him back into my arms, but he was just being too stubborn!"

"Uh-huh, yeah." Nick said, his eyes not leaving the TV.

Miley stopped in the middle of the living room floor, blocking the TV. "I just don't know why he's experienced a change of heart. Is he getting over me, Nick?" Miley asked.


"Is he getting over me?"

More silence.

"Nick!" Miley snapped.

"What? Huh?" Nick asked, returning back to reality. "What did you say?"

Miley rolled her eyes. "Do you think Joe's getting over me?"

Nick stared at her in disbelief. "Are you serious, Miley? If I know anything, Joe's still crazy about you. I know he may be playing hard to get now, but that's only because you hurt him. It's a pride thing. He probably thinks he's damaged his pride enough by crying over the fact that you left him, and doesn't want to damage it even more by taking you back too easily."

"God damn it!" Miley exclaimed. "This is ridiculous. What do I have to do to show him I want him back?"

Nick shrugged. "Remember when you first met? Joe went through a lot just to show you that he liked you. He also went through a lot to make sure that you had the best sweet sixteen possible. He's done a lot for you, Miley. You're a great girl, Miley. But my brother's also a great guy. And as his brother, I think he only deserves top-notch girls. And our entire family thinks that you're the best girlfriend he's ever had. You're not a girl worth losing, and my brother isn't a guy worth losing. So I think it's time you fought for him."

"This is what you've been waiting for, Joe! How could you reject her?" Kevin asked his younger brother, shaking his head in disapproval.

"Look, Kevin, I just want to show her what I had to go through. I love her, but I want her to try a taste of her own medicine." Joe explained.

Kevin narrowed his eyes at Joe. "Do you have any idea how completely selfish and conceited you sound right now? I think the poor girl's been through enough, Joe! The guy cheated on her. Is that enough medicine for you?"

"I just want her to know that she can't just take me back because she got hurt. What happens when the pain goes away? Will she just toss me to the side because she's healed? I'm taking precautions, Kevin. I can't risk her leaving me, again."

Kevin blinked. "Whoa, that actually made sense." he said in awe.

Joe huffed, "Can we be serious here, please?" He sighed, dropping down onto his bed and hugging his pillow. "I want her back, Kev. I really do. I just want her to come to me for the right reasons."

I didn't wanna say I'm sorry
For breaking us apart
I didn't wanna say it was my fault
Even though I knew it was

Miley lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling, when past memories came flooding through her mind. She felt incredibly stupid for leaving Joe for Jake. She should've known; her relationship with Jake failed twice, there was no way it would work a third time. Miley covered her head with a pillow as a memory too hard to let go of became present in her head.

Miley was on her way to the Gray house when she spotted Joe lying on the grass across the street from the other neighborhood park. "Hey there," Miley said as she walked up to him.

Joe looked up at her and regained his composure. "Hey…" he said dully.

"Joe, I think we both know that we need to talk." Miley said seriously as she took a seat next to him on the grass.

Joe sighed, "I know, and I'm sorry. When I found out you were Hannah, I was just shocked. I'm sorry that I yelled, Miley. I wasn't mad, I was only disappointed because…" Joe's voice slowly trailed off and he began to pick at the grass that sprouted near his legs.

"…Because you like me?" Miley finished for him.

Fear and embarrassment struck Joe in the heart as he heard Miley speak those words. How could she know? Nick told her, didn't he? "W-where did you get that idea?" Joe asked as casually as possible.

Miley looked down at her palms, "Nick told me. And don't get mad at him, I made him tell me. I have to admit, I was a little blown away when Nick told me the truth."

"…And you want me to get over my feelings because it will never happen. I get it." Joe said, not even bothering to look at her.

Miley sighed, "No. Not at all, Joe. I would never force you to get over your feelings. Because, now that I think about it, I might like you too." After a moment of awkward silence, Miley decided to take the first step. She breathed in, mentally preparing herself, and then exhaled. She leaned in and trapped Joe's lips in hers, starting to pull away as he wasn't kissing her back. Just as her lips were about to lose contact with his, she felt his hand on the back of her head, gently pulling her back towards him. She daringly kissed him again, feeling a rush of relief run through her when she felt him kissing back. And so the two sat there, letting their feelings flow out as soft, meaningful kisses.

Miley let the tears run free as she reminisced the starting point of their relationship, wondering how she ever led them into this mess.

I didn't want to call you back
Cause I knew that I was wrong
Yeah, I knew I was wrong

Joe pulled the covers over his head, groaning. He couldn't close his eyes for one second without a certain blue eyed brunette crossing his mind. He rolled out of bed and dragged his feet towards the window, the glimmer of a star catching his eye. He groaned, he knew it had to be the star he had named after Miley.

"You see that one?" Joe asked as he pointed to a certain star in the sky. The two of them were in the backyard, lying in the same pool chair, gazing up at the night sky. "My dad and I would come out here and stargaze every night. Most of the time, that star would stand out from the others."

"Really?" Miley asked as she snuggled up to Joe.

"Mhm." he replied. "People always ask me how I know if it's the same star. I just do." he explained as he ran his fingers through her hair.

"That's amazing." Miley commented, allowing the night breeze to flow through her curls.

"You see that one over there?" Joe asked, pointed to another star.

"Yeah, why?" Miley asked as she stifled a yawn.

"That star's called Miley."

Miley sat up, "W-what do you mean?"

Joe picked up a certificate from the fold-out table that lay next to the lawn chair. "I named it after you. It's actually called Star #Q33986LK97H4-Miley, but we'll just call it Miley." he chuckled.

"You named a star after me?" she asked excitedly. "That's so sweet!"

"It is…" Joe said in mock arrogance. His tone softened as he became more serious. "Now when I'm in my bed and missing you, I know there's a star named Miley shining down on me."

One in the same, never to change
Our love was beautiful
We got it all, destined to fall
Our love was tragical

Miley wiped a few tears with her comforter, remembering everything they'd been through before they began dating.

"Since you know Nick really well, could you help me…get with him?" she asked, batting her eyelashes.

Joe was taken aback, "Help you? How? I'm not the matchmaking type."

Miley laughed, "Come on, Joe. Please, all I'm asking is that you maybe drop some hints? Tell me what he looks for in a girl."

"He likes gothic girls who dress in black." Joe joked.

"That's great. Now…the truth?" she asked expectantly.

Joe rolled his eyes. "He likes girls who are laid back. He's really interested in girls who are sensitive and know how to chill. He doesn't like it when girls are too hyper and crazy. I, on the other hand, am the complete opposite of that. I love girls who are hyper and aren't afraid to have fun." Joe said, dropping his own hint.

"I can be laid back," Miley said, more to convince herself than to reply to Joe. "I guess I do need to tone down my hyper-ness just a tad."

"You're perfect the way you are." Joe said.

Miley smiled, "Nobody's perfect, Joe." she said in 'duh' tone. "You of all Hannah fans would know that." He smiled back and they shared a laugh.

Wanting to call
No need to fight
You know I wouldn't lie
But tonight, we'll leave it on the line

Joe, deciding that he would not be getting any sleep any time soon, turned on TV and flipped through the channels. Sure enough, Miley, as Hannah Montana, appeared on the screen. Joe chuckled lightly, remember how shocked he had been when Miley had revealed her secret.

Miley stuffed her phone back into her purse and followed them out to the car. As soon as she got into the back seat and strapped herself in, she decided it was the right time. She looked out the window to see if there were any photographers or passersby. "Guys, I have something to tell you."

Joe, who was thinking about Miley, was shaken out of his thoughts by Miley's voice. "What is it, Hannah?"

Miley smiled faintly at Nick before taking a deep breath. She gulped, "I'm Hannah Montana…" she informed.

The boys shot her a 'no duh' look.

She ran her fingers through her wig before continuing on. "…but I'm also someone else." She looked at each of the three boys, taking in the strange looks they were giving her. Her shivering hands grabbed the roots of her wig, slowly loosening her grip when she began to have second thoughts. Deciding it was too late, she pulled the wig off her head and closed her eyes tightly. When she opened them, her vision revealed Kevin, Joe, and Nick staring at her in awe. Miley's voice shook as she started speaking again, "My name is Miley…and I live a double life as Hannah Montana."

Never would have said forever
If I knew it'd end so fast
Why did you say 'I love you'
If you knew that it wouldn't last?

Miley wrapped herself tightly in layers of sheets and blankets, watching as the ceiling fan spun round and round in endless cycles. The darkness continued to swarm around her, with the only sound coming from the light blowing of the cool air from the ceiling fan. She still couldn't believe the mess she had gotten herself into. She thought back to simpler times, when all she needed to worry about was Hannah's album sales, like the time when she first met Joe.

"Thank you, Malibu! Good night!" Miley blew one last kiss to her cheering fans before rushing backstage. She grabbed a chilled water bottle off the nearby concession table and took a long sip.

"Hey Hannah, there's some boys who'd like to meet you." said Robbie Ray, leading three boys to her daughter.

Miley near choked on her water as she caught sight of the three boys standing in front of her. "Oh my gosh, hi!" she squealed. "I'm Hannah Montana; it's so nice to meet all of you." She shook all of their hands before turning to Nick. "I'm especially excited to meet you Nick."

Nick shrugged and grinned. "Thanks."

"Thanks? Thanks? Is that all you can say? How can you be this calm? Nick, it's Hannah Montana!" Joe exclaimed, placing his hands on Nick's shoulders.

Kevin gently pushed Joe to the side. "You'll have to excuse him, Hannah. He's a little hyper. You did an amazing job, great concert."

Miley blushed at the sweet comment. "That's so sweet, thank you. What did you think of the concert, Nick?"

"It was really good." he replied.

Miley's heart sunk. She knew Nick meant that he liked the concert, but she was hoping for a little more chemistry between them. After all, they were very close in age. She decided to shake it off and turned to Joe. "What did you think, Joe?"

"I thought it was awesome. You were beautiful." Joe told her honestly.

Baby, I just can't hear what you're saying
The line is breaking up
Or is that just us?
Or is that just is?

Joe sat on his bedroom floor, thinking about his actions. Was it right for him to hold off on getting back together with Miley? Yeah, she was heartbroken. But wouldn't she need him most at a time like this? Joe placed his head in his hands, sighing heavily. He had never met anyone like Miley before. Most girls had been annoyed by his overly energetic personality, but Miley didn't care. She had a crazy and hyper personality to match his.

"Joe, just let me eat it!" Miley shouted as she and Joe were in front of their new favorite spot, Pinkberry.

"You'll have to work for it," Joe teased as he held the spoon away from Miley's face.

Miley gazed longingly at her favorite Pinkberry dish: original topped with fruity pebbles and strawberries. "GIVE ME THE FREAKING YOGURT!" Miley shouted impatiently.

"You'll have to kiss me first." Joe told her as he brought the spoon closer to her face.

Miley sighed, "Fine." She pushed herself on her toes, as high as he sneakers would allow her to, and pressed her face against Joe's. Instead of kissing him, she quickly grabbed the frozen yogurt and made a run for it.

Joe's jaw dropped, "Miley Stewart! You are such a tease." he yelled as he started after her.

"Never said I wasn't one!" she yelled from a distance.

One in the same, never to change
Our love was beautiful
We got it all, destined to fall
Our love was tragical

Miley huffed as she threw the many layers of blankets off of her and rolled out of bed. She turned on her bedroom light and strode over to Hannah's closet. She opened the double doors and rummaged through her piles of clothes until she found the box she was looking for. She tossed the lid to the side and peeked in, taking out a few framed pictures of her and Joe. She regretted falling for Jake's trap. She regretted leaving Joe. She regretted even considering leaving Joe. She needed him, and she needed him now.

Wanting to call
No need to fight
You know I wouldn't lie
But tonight, we'll leave it on the line

Joe heard the slight vibration of his phone on his desk, and squinted his eyes to shield them from the bright light coming from the phone's screen. He rubbed his tired eyes and read the screen: 1 missed call – Miley. He continued to stare at the phone's screen. What could Miley have possibly wanted at two o'clock in the morning? Deciding to shake it off and attempt to get some sleep, he set his phone on his desk and dropped onto his bed.

Try to call again and get your mailbox
Like a letter left unread
Apologies are often open ended
But this was better left unsaid

Miley tiptoed down the stairs, hoping she wouldn't wake up her father or Jackson. She quietly slipped on a pair of Ugg boots, and tightly wrapped herself in a trench coat, since the rain showed no signs of stopping. She grabbed her car keys off the key hook and was about to unlock the door when she realized there was no way she could drive away in her car without waking up her father. Great, Daddy just had to get me the convertible with the unbelievably loud engine. She placed her keys back onto the key hook and sneakily grabbed the keys to her father's car. I'm sure he won't hear me driving this old thing. She unlocked the front door as soundless as she could, and crept out the door, silently closing the door behind her.

One in the same, never to change
Our love was beautiful
We got it all destined to fall
Our love was tragical

Joe woke up to the faint sound of someone knocking at the door. He quietly tiptoed out of his room and walked past the others, finding everyone asleep. Was someone really knocking? Was he just hearing things? He was broken out of his thoughts when he heard the knock again. He questioned whether or not to get the door, considering it wasn't always safe to answer the door in the middle of the night. The knock came once more, and his curiosity getting the better of him, Joe slowly walked down the stairs. He dragged his feet across the wooden floor until reaching the door and pressing his eye against the peep hole. He gasped before carefully unlocking the door and slowly swinging it open.

Wanting to call
No need to fight
You know I wouldn't lie
But tonight, we'll leave it on the line

There stood Miley, soaking wet, a repentant look in her eyes. She sniffled before wrapping her coat more tightly around her waist. Her eyes locked with Joe's, as if she was begging for him to let her in. He stepped out of the way, making room for Miley to enter. Miley walked across the foyer, stopping when she heard Joe close the door. She turned around, and they stood staring at each other intently. Joe's eyes flickered from Miley's solemn eyes to her slightly parted lips, trying his best to keep from being tempted. Their eyes never left the other's gaze, as if they were speaking through their glares. Joe took a step forward, causing Miley to jump slightly. Miley, startled, began to back up until she hit a wall. Joe placed his hands on either side of Miley's head, pressing them against the wall. He forcefully pushed his lips onto hers, with Miley roughly kissing him back.

Some apologies are better left unsaid.