I Miss You

Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Montana or the song "I Miss You"!

Miley was sitting in the back porch of her house thinking. She knew it was time to move on, but she couldn't help wishing that her dad wasn't getting married. After all, it had only been three years. Weren't she and Jackson enough? Why did he need a new wife?

She sighed and got up to grab her guitar. She began to play the song she wrote when her father first met this woman. Little did she know, she was being watched.

I miss you

She closed her eyes willing herself not to cry. She didn't want her father to come out and see her. She knew he cared about her and if he saw this he wouldn't go through with the wedding.

I miss your smile

She could still remember her mother's face. The way she was always so happy was what Miley loved most about her. She remembered how her mother could always make her feel better; she always knew just what to say. Now, when Miley needed her most, she was gone. Miley wanted to tell her so much. Like the fact that things were getting harder. Or, she wanted to tell her mother how mean Amber and Ashley were. She could complain about how annoying Jackson was. More than anything, Miley wanted to tell her mom about how much she liked Oliver but didn't know how to tell him. She had so much to talk to her mother about and conversations that were never finished. But now, she could never talk to her again, at least not until she died too. That was too long for Miley to wait though.

And I still shed a tear every one and a while

And even though it's different now you're still here somehow

A single tear slid down Miley's cheek as she realized that although things were different, she had to keep living. Her mother would still be with her in her heart, forever.

My heart will let you go, but I need you to know I miss you

At that moment, Miley accepted the changes in her life and let her mother go. It was time to move on, and now she could.

Sha la la la la Sha la la la la

I miss you

She lay her guitar down, stood up, and wiped her eye. Just then, someone came up stairs. They were standing behind he and they placed a hand on her shoulder.

"Miley?" asked the voice she knew anywhere. It was Oliver. She wondered how long he had been there and if he thought she was being stupid. He probably did, she decided. "Are you…alright?" he asked her tentatively.

"Yes," she answered him as she turned around to face him. "I just miss my mom so much and now my dad is getting remarried. It seems like I'm being left alone o fend for myself. Ever since Lily moved, I really don't have anyone who cares."

When she told him this he felt guilty. How could he not have been there for her? Sure he was her best friend, but he didn't exactly pay attention very well and he was angry with himself for it.

"I care, a lot. I'm sorry I didn't ask or listen, I really am." He told her as he took her hand and pulled her closer to him. "I really care about you, Miley. And not just as a friend. I love you." He told her this and then leaned towards her and kissed her.

When he did this she was shocked. She always thought he didn't like her that way. Now he not only liked her, he loved her!

"I wish I told you the truth last year, when I found out you were Hannah, but I couldn't. I'm sorry." he said to her when he saw how surprised she was.

"It's okay," she said as she kissed him again quickly. "I love you to, Oliver."

A/N: okay, so how do you like it? It's my first oneshot and Hannah Montana fic so sorry if it sucks! Please review; even if you hate it…I wanna know! Thanks for reading it!

-goodbyelove93