Story: Bigger than Us

Author: Clarinetchica09

Genre: General Pretty much is going to have anything,

Rating: T, for past situations

Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Montana. I just really enjoyed it.

Summary: Miley and Oliver slept together at a graduation party, and this is the future. Moliver eventually. Read to find out

Miley Stewart groaned as the alarm went off, she looked at the clock 6:30 am. She had just moved back to Malibu, to work at a marketing company. She had been living in New York City, for the past 7 and half years. She was now 25 years old. She left Malibu when she was 17, as much as it broke her heart she had a secret. She had left Oliver one of her best friends, and first real boyfriend she considered who loved her and who she didn't think was remotely air-headed at the time. At a graduation party things had gotten out of hand and she had slept with Oliver, they had said goodbyes Oliver was headed to University of California Santa Barbara, and Lily went to Bryant a school in Rhode Island for business. Miley had gotten to New York going to Julliard for her voice. She wanted to end up in music somehow again. Hannah Montana had to take a break when she went to college, but she still would do benefits. When Miley found out she was pregnant, she transferred from Julliard to New York University and majored in marketing later her daughter would soon be born. She lived in the house she grew up. Her dad went up to New York where Jackson had ended up playing football for the New York Jets, which she still couldn't get over. She hadn't talked to Oliver in years, ever since her daughter was born, she didn't want it to screw up whatever career he had. She was taking her daughter for the first time to school.

Miley groaned as she woke up, quickly through on a pair of work slacks, and a sweater, and walked down the hall to her daughter's room, Marikate was as girly as they came and she didn't mind. She had trouble when Marikate was born she wanted to find a creative cute name and something that didn't bother her as much, she wanted something traditional. So she had her options of Mary, Katherine, Elizabeth, Jane for the girls, and Jonathon, James, Lawrence, and Charles for boys. The list went on. She couldn't decide. Somehow though she ended up in labor, Lily had come into the room and they had to choose when they found out it was a daughter. Lily suggested Mary Katherine, or Mary Kate, Miley immediately thought of the Olson twins and vetoed it, but as they agonized over her daughters to be name. Miley decided to change it up a bit, Mary Kate Olson would soon be out of the spotlight anyways. So her daughters name was chosen as Marikate Elizabeth Oaken Stewart.

Miley finally realized she had to stop thinking about the past her daughter would soon start 3rd grade, in the middle of the year at Malibu Elementary School. "Marikate Stewart", she felt her daughter roll around a bit but didn't wake up, "MARIKATE ELIZABETH OLIVIA OAKEN STEWART! Wake up this moment!" She heard Marikate groan and woke up. "Yeah, mommy." The voice asked "Time to get up and get ready for school"; Marikate anxiously got out of bed, and ran to her closet. She looked around closely. Miley stared at her, her daughter inherited her old room, lets just say the Hannah Closet was full of everything but not Hannah's, now Marikates. Marikate had quite the fashion sense of Miley said so her self. For the first time Miley realized how much her daughter had grown up.

Marikate stood in front of her. January was Malibu's coldest month for sure. Marikate stood fashionably in front of her. Marikate wore a jean skirt, a navy Abercrombie kids colored sweater, with a beautiful lacy white tank underneath. Her hair had a teal with silver beads silk scarf going across her head on top of her favorite black headband to hold it in place, her hair was curled, in large mermaid curls much like Miley used to wear her hair when she was younger. Miley watched as she zipped up gorgeous knee length black boots. Marikate looked up and gave her a smile. Lying across her neck was a Juicy Couture charm necklace, with charms; Lilly had boughten her one for each holiday. She pulled out her oversized, Kate Spade black bag she used to put all of her books in. She finally ran past Miley, pulling out her white bomber style jacket she had just gotten for Christmas from her uncle, in white from her favorite store Abercrombie kids.

"Would you like to go out and get breakfast before school?" Miley asked. "OK!" Marikate yelled anxiously. She ran to the table and grabbed Miley's keys. Miley smiled, she than grabbed her purse off the table, and followed Marikate out the door. Miley sat down in her black Range Rover, Miley sat next to her. Marikate begged to put in a Hannah cd and Miley willingly let her today. Miley pulled through Starbucks, she was sure that she should have picked something nicer for Marikate's first day of school, but she ignored it. She got herself the normal caramel macchiato with an extra shot. Marikate got her favorite, a caramel crème frappichino, and a cinnamon swirl coffee cake. She looked at the clock 7:30. "We better get you to school hun?" Miley asked her. She gave a nod.

They arrived at the school, Miley parked her car. She then watched Marikate pulled her bag out of the car, and set it on the seat, while she half way zipped up her jacket. She than pulled the bag over her shoulder. She than slowly started walking. Marikate sat there with her ipod in her hands listening to old Hannah songs. Her favorite was Bigger than us, when her mom had given her the acoustic version she loved. Miley finally had the papers in her hands, and the secretary, Ms. Jensen, came out, " Let's go meet your teacher now? Would you like that Marikate." Marikate gave a nod. She gave a hug to her mom, " Ill pick you up after school, I will come meet your teacher what do you think about that?" Marikate gave a slight smile, and walked off with Ms. Jensen. Miley finally left the school, and Marikate went off to meet her teacher.

It was 8:15 now and school had started, however, Ms. Jensen came to talk to her teacher Mr. Oaken, This is Marikate Stewart. Oliver just started at her. She reminds me of Miley he thought, oh I miss her. I never really knew what happened with us or her. He watched Marikate hang her jacket over her chair. He saw her laughing at one of the kids jokes. She even laughs like her. " MR OAKEN" a voice boomed, " are you listening to me?!" she asked. " I'm sorry!" he finished, " I really am!" " Here's her admittance slip, her mom is going to come fill out the necessary papers, after school." She finished. " Thanks!" he added still udderly distracted. Ms. Jensen groaned and than rolled her eyes as she walked away.

Oliver walked to the front of the room, " Class I'd like you to meet Marikate. She's new to town! Do you want to tell us about you." He asked. Marikate shyly walked next to him. " Um..," she started," I'm Marikate Elizabeth Olivia Stewart." I live with my mom, I don't know anything about my dad, really. My aunt Lily helped me pick out my name. I like to sing, she added. My mom sang when I was little." She paused, " I think that's it." She smiled. " Oliver wanted to hear her sing now, maybe she really was Miley's daughter. " Do you want to sing for us." Marikate hesitated, " Um!" she started, "I have a track its my favorite song, My mom used to sing it. " She handed him her iPod. She walked over and plugged it in. She nervously looked around the class, she saw her new friend Mina giving her the thumbs up. Oliver pushed the play button and the music started.

Marikate looked hesitantly, Oliver made a nod and she started.

I see your face, I look in your eyes
What you feel is no surprise
Everyone needs something to believe in

This was a Hannah song, he thought. Miley used to sing it all the time. " What little girl listens to Hannah anymore?!" he thought. He listened to her sing more.

Tell me your dreams and I'll tell you mine
In our hearts we'll look inside
And see all the colors of a rainbow
I know

Before he could realize what he was doing, he started singing with her

We all want to believe in love
We all want to believe in something
Bigger than just us
We all want to be a part
Of the greater picture
That's hanging in our hearts
Loves bigger than us

Everyone in his class started cheering. That's when Oliver realized. Marikate Elizabeth Olivia Stewart was Miley's daughter. Miley had a daughter and didn't tell him. But does that mean it was his daughter too?

I hope everyone likes it! Please Review if you get a chance.. I like this story and want to continue but i dont want to waste my time if you dont like it.

Im working on getting my other stories typed too, they are all written. I just really like this one!