I know that I haven't written in a while and I'm sorry about that. I'm not promising that I'm coming back on here completely because I'm starting my freshman year of high school soon and I have like a ton of things going on. BUT I when I youtube and was looking up videos for the new Hannah Montana episode, "I Honestly Love You (No, Not You)" I saw the new episode and OMG it had some Moliver... well kind of, but I'll take what I can get. Anywho, the idea for this story struck me and I just had to start it out. This IS going to be a multi-chapter fic and I WILL TRY to keep up on it! Hope you like the first chapter.
WARNING! IS FIC DOES AND WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR "I Honestly Love You (No, Not You)" IF YOU HAVEN'T SEEN THE EPISODE OR DON'T WANT TO KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT WHAT HAPPENS IN IT, DON'T READ YET!
Disclaimer: DO you really think that I ACTUALLY OWN Hannah Montana? Give me a break, people. If I did, Lilly and Oliver never would have gotten together and Moliver would be a thing of beauty that could be seen as plain as day with them going out and Lackson would be just as real as well!
'I love you. I really do.'
'Hurt her? Miley, what are you talking about? I love her.'
'I can't believe you thought I was in love with you.'
"Miley."
'I can't believe you thought I was in love with you.'
"Miley."
'I can't believe you thought I was in love with you.'
"Miley!"
"What?!" I snapped, whipping back to reality and glaring at my best friend, Lilly as she sat across from me at the dinning room table where we were supposed to be doing our homework. Her eyes widened at my sudden out burst and she shrunk back a bit. I softened. "Sorry. What was it you were saying?" I asked, looking down, embarrassed, at my History homework, which lay in front of me, only half finished.
"I was just wondering what was up. You've been staring off into space for the last ten minutes," she said, laying down her pencil and looking at me worriedly.
"Oh, I just can't stop thinking about-" I caught myself mid-sentence. How could I tell my best friend that I was obsessing over her BOYFRIEND, and my best GUY FRIEND, not loving me?
"Can't stop thinking about what?"
"Oh, um, question fifteen. It's a doozy," I said, hoping that Lilly would either ignore the obvious lie, or simply not see it.
She raised an eyebrow at me, but let it pass. She knew better than to try to worm it out of me. I mean, we all know what happens when I say something that I don't mean too.
-Flashback-
My daddy walked in and took one look at Lilly before saying. "Oh no, poor Lilly. You told her Oliver was in love with you." I smacked myself on the forehead. 'Seriously. Why, Daddy? Why?'
"IN LOVE WITH YOU?!" Lilly exclaimed, sitting up and turning to face us.
"No. I had cleverly avoided that until NOW!" I said, glaring at him.
-End Flashback-
Correction, when my daddy says something that I didn't mean for him too. Of course, I did tell Daddy so that shows some poor judgment on my part.
But it wasn't my fault that I couldn't stop thinking about him that way, now. Ever since he had said, 'I love you. I really do' the idea of he and I together had been growing and pushing until I started to realize 'I think that I'min love with Oliver.' Yeah, I know. It's hard to imagine, right? And every second that I've been spending with either or both of them has been clouded with guilt. How could I just now, when they were so happy and so close and so in love with each other, fall in love with him!
But, it had given birth too a new song that I was working on. Admittedly, it wasn't the happiest of songs.
"I'm working on a new song!" I blurted out. She looked up at me, surprised.
"Really? What's it about? Can I hear it?" she asked.
'Wow, nice way to dig yourself into a new hole there, Miley.'
"Um, sure," I said, getting up and going to grab my acoustic. "Here it is," I said as I sat down.
"Maybe its the things I say,
Maybe I should think before i speak.
But I thought that I knew enough,
To know myself and do what's right for me.
And these walls I'm building now
You use to bring 'em down
The tears I'm crying out,
You use to wipe away!
I thought you said it was easy,
Listening to your heart.
I thought you said I'd be okay
So why I'm I breaking apart.
Don't wanna be torn
Don't wanna be torn
Don't wanna be torn
Don't wanna be torn
Don't make me have to choose between what I want
And what you think I need.
Cuz I'll always be your little girl
But even little girls have got to dream.
Now it all feels like a fight
You were always on my side,
The lonely I feel now,
You use to make it go away!
I thought you said it was easy,
Listening to your heart.
I thought you said I'd be okay.
So why I'm I breaking apart,
Don't wanna be torn
Why is all this so confusing,
Complicated and consuming
Why is all this made me angry
I wanna go back to being happy!
The tears I'm crying out,
You use to wipe away.
I thought you said it was easy
listening to your heart.
I thought you said I'd be okay.
So why I'm I breaking apart
Don't wanna be torn,
Don't wanna be torn,
Don't wanna be torn,
Don't wanna be torn,
Don't wanna be torn,
Don't wanna be torn,
Don't wanna be torn,
Don't wanna be torn."
I couldn't bear to look at her the whole song, scared that she would catch on to what it was about.
"Did you write that when you were trying to choose between Jake and Jesse?" she asked, tilting her head to the side.
"Um, no, actually," I said, and I don't even know what made me actually admit to that. How stupid was I?
"Then what'd you write it about?" Crap, ain't she just full of questions!
"I don't really know. It just sorta came to me." I stuttered my way through the words like an idiot.
"Oh, cool. It's really good," Lilly said with a smile and she turned back to her homework. I sighed as I got up, out away my guitar, so glad that Lilly was being slow on the uptake. Now if I could only get through the rest of my life with this looming over my head and no one figure it out, I'd be safe.
Well, that was chapter one. Did you guys like it? Comment, please, and tell me what you thought.