The Apple Fritter Stealing Bad Boy

Chapter 1: Reunion

Note: My computer is being retarded, so I'm not going to do a summary. I just hope you like the story.

"I can't believe that Jake finally proposed!" Lily squealed. Miley smiled.

"I can't believe it either. I am so happy right now. It's a dream come true," Miley sighed, staring at her beautiful ring.

"Can I-"

"Of course you can be maid-of-honor, who else would I pick, Oliver?" Miley asked.

"THANKS! Well…you could've picked Traci," Lily grumbled.

"Why? She's not my best friend," Miley said, rolling her eyes. Lily was a jealous one…

"YAY! Okay, now I know it's not my place, but are you sure you want to do this?" Lily asked.

"Why wouldn't I?"

"It's just…like it or not Jake is still a diva. He still gets his handler to do a lot of stuff," Lily pointed out.

"He said he was going to make some changes, okay? I promise you this isn't going to turn into some teen marriage story, okay? Can we just drop this?" Miley asked.

"Consider it officially dropped. So…I always forget, is Miley dating Jake or is Hannah dating Jake?" Lily asked.



"Well, since Jake was waiting for Hannah to decide which guy she liked more, he's dating Hannah," Miley explained…again.

"Oh right! What was that guy's name again?" Lily asked.


"Not ringing a bell."

"Of course it's not. You didn't even remember your anniversary and Jesse left the band 6 years ago!" Miley teased. Lily blushed.

"That was one time and Oliver forgave me!" Lily defended.

"Only because he forgot too!"

"Well, in our defense, we were worried that I was pregnant, so hah!"

"Whatever…look, I'm hungry," Miley said, changing the subject.

"Why don't we go over to your apartment? Jake can cook really good, now that he does it for himself," Lily suggested.

"Lily…why don't we eat here? We are at your apartment," Miley pointed out.

"Oliver and I haven't gone grocery shopping yet, so we have no food," Lily said.

"Seriously? No food?"
"No food. Like, not even some crackers," Lily said. Miley shook her head. "Can Oliver come?"

"Why not?"

"OLIVER! Come one we're going over to Miley's place for dinner!" Lily called to the room.

"COMING LILIPOP!" he yelled.

"I still can't believe that the two of you kept your pet names for each other from high school," Miley said incredulously.

"But they're so cute! And they fit our names perfectly!" Lily told her. Miley rolled her eyes again.

"Whatever floats your boat," Miley said, walking towards the door.

"Come on Olliepop," Lily said, hooking her arm through Oliver's.

"So Miley, how are you going to pull off just one of you being married to Jake?" Oliver asked.

"I'm not. I told some random magazine that Miley Ray Stewart is Hannah Montana. I'm just waiting for the paparazzi. If you guys don't want to tell anyone about you two, you don't have to," Miley assured them.

"No, if you're going to do it, then we will gladly tell everyone," Lily said, looking a bit shaken. Oliver looked at the floor.

"How about…after you two are married for a bit longer? About another year? Then you can tell everyone. Besides, it's not like Jake and I are getting married tomorrow. You have a while," Miley offered. They smiled and nodded.

"You better call Jake so he knows he's cooking extra," Lily said. Miley nodded and took out her phone to call Jake.

"Okay, so I think I should design the bridesmaid's dresses. I will not wear any weird color you throw at me. It is your special day, but I have to draw the line somewhere," Lily said. Miley smiled.

"So what color do you wanna wear?"


"That's where I draw the line, there is no way I'm allowing you to wear black at my wedding!" Miley yelled.

"Just checking. Florists and caterers will all try to get you to do what they want to do. You have to tell them what you want, demand it. You need to draw the line, like you just did there! I was thinking a type of blue. What do you think?"

"Um…not too dark, but not baby blue," Miley said.

"Okay, so I've got some colors," Lily said, pulling out sample colors and laying them on the table.

"Pizza is here," their waitress said. Lily moved her samples over and grabbed a piece of pizza.

"I don't know they're all so pretty. Okay, not this one. It's to dark," Miley said. Lily put it back in her bag. "Um…how about…what the hell?" Miley yelled in shock, looking up. Lily gasped. Miley pushed Lily off her seat and got out of the booth. Lily got up and followed Miley. "What the hell!?" Miley yelled.

"MILEY?! Hi…the thing is…I just…" the horrified boy stuttered.

"Go away he's my boyfriend!" the redhead cuddling up next to him said.

"I think not! Are you aware he is engaged!?" Miley yelled.

"What? You told me you dumped Hannah…or Miley, whatever!" the redhead said.


"Backstabbing, lying, son of a female dog, cheating diva actor say what?" Miley said, looking at Jake in surprise.

"Son of a female dog? Really Miley?" Lily whispered, trying to calm her down.

"I'm in shock here, what do you want from me?" Miley whispered back turning to the horrified Jake Ryan.

"Yeah, Jake, we want an explanation," the redhead said.

"You just decided to dump me for some cuter, foreign model?" Miley yelled, noting the girl's accent. "No offence."

"None taken."

"I…you see…we…I…just…didn't think…"

"You're sure right you didn't think!" the redhead yelled. "I'm through with you, you creep!" With that said, the girl threw her drink in Jake's face. She turned to Miley. "I'm really sorry, he told me you and he had split and I believed him. I live in Australia so I don't exactly get a subscription to Tigerbeat or J-14," the girl apologized.

"It's fine. Can I just ask something?"

"Sure," the girl said, standing up.

"Are you going to finish your pizza?"

"Go ahead," the girl smiled. Miley shoved the pizza in Jake's face.

"Much better."

"I'm Olivia," the redhead said.


"Let's ditch," Olivia said. Miley and Lily went back to get Lily's purse then the three of them walked off.

"Guess we won't be needing these," Lily said, pulling out the sample colors. She handed them to Miley. Miley threw them up in the air. Olivia laughed.

"I should get back to my Motel," Olivia said.

"Can I have your number? I'll call you tomorrow, in case he gives you a hard time," Miley offered. Olivia nodded, handing Miley her phone. Miley gave her's up. They went their separate ways.

"You can go home Lily, I wanna be alone for a while," Miley said.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive. Go home to Oliver," Miley assured her, shooing Lily away. Lily went, looking back at Miley a few times.

Miley walked around Malibu, thinking. She couldn't believe that after all the years her and Jake had spent together he had cheated. How long had he been cheating? Miley couldn't believe she didn't see it before.

"I'm so stupid," Miley said aloud. She wandered around and found herself in a bar. "Well, I'm overage and depressed. I can have a few drinks if I want to." She walked into the bar and sat down at a stool at the counter.

"What'll it be?" the bartender asked.

"Just a beer," Miley said. She seemed to like beer. Got it from her dad.

"Can I see some I.D.?" he asked. She got out her I.D. and gave it to him. Miley looked up. He looked familiar…was he…

"Jesse? Oh my goodness, Jesse is that you?" Miley asked.

"Yes. Hi…I'm sorry, I have no clue who you are," he said, handing her back her I.D.

"You were in my band?" Miley clarified.

"I've only been in three bands and I still can't place you," he said. "Unless…Hannah?" he asked. She nodded. "Wow. You do look a lot different without the wig," he noted. She smiled.

"That was the point," Miley said.

"How's life been treating you?" he asked.

"Not bad."

"So…I guess you and Jake Ryan are getting married huh?" he asked.

"No. We broke up a few hours ago." His eyebrows raised in surprise.


"He cheated."

"What an asshole," Jesse said. Miley looked down at the counter.

"Um...can I get my beer?" she asked.

"Oh right! Here," he said, running to the fridge. "So besides the asshole who doesn't know what he's missing, how have you been?"

"Pretty good. Uh…you know Lola and Mike Standley III? They got married. It was really nice and I didn't have to wear a hideous dress, which was nice," she said. He smiled.

"That sounds really cool. I wish I would've been there to see Lola in one color and Mike looking…normal," he laughed.

"It was a nice change," Miley agreed. "Can I ask you a question?" she asked, taking a huge swig from her drink.

"Well, you already asked me a question, but I guess you can ask another one."

"Why are you working at a bar?" Miley said after she rolled her eyes at him.

"I need the money," he answered truthfully.

"Oh. You're not in a band?" she asked.

"No. I mean, I'm getting something together, but we're still in the whole 'parent's garage' phase," he explained.

"Interesting…Can I ask another question?"


"Why did you leave my band? You were and I'm guessing still are an amazing guitar player and I'm sure that even if you wanted to leave, if you would've held on for at least another year, you would've been able to pick and choose," Miley said.



"I couldn't stand it."

"Couldn't stand what? Me?" she asked. She felt scared that he was going to say yes. Miley wondered why she would think that.

"Kind of. I couldn't stand you and Jake. I had this hunch he was cheating, but I didn't wanna say anything, for fear of looking stupid. After a while, I just couldn't stand it…so I left," Jesse explained.

"Wow…that's…really sweet," she said, smiling. "And slightly corny."

"Yeah, I realized that when I was going to leave. Not exactly my shining moment, considering my whole 'bad boy' image," he laughed. Miley looked into his eyes. They were the same as she remembered them, if not more deep.

"You know, Li - I mean - Lola and I were just talking about you. After I found out about Jake…I wondered if I made the right choice all those years ago," Miley said. She looked down at the counter.

"In my opinion, you shouldn't of picked Jake." Jesse smiled. "I guess I'm a bit biased though. Me and that Jesse guy…we're pretty close," he laughed. Miley laughed along. It wasn't even that funny, and they both knew it wasn't that funny, but they laughed anyway, for quite a while.

They both needed it. Miley had no clue what Jesse had been through the last six years. At the same time, Jesse had no clue what Miley was feeling at that moment either. All they knew was that the other needed someone at this moment, someone to help them forget everything.

So they laughed.

So... this is one in a possible three chapters.