Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana

Mikayla's Pov

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I couldn't help but sigh as I watched her dancing around on stage, so confident, and sexy. She never missed a beat ans she always wore thos tight outfits that just- oh my god I can't even explain it. I met only about two months ago and I've been a fan for a while, but to meet her up close is insane, she's ... well there's one word to describe her... perfect.

"You love her don't you?" I heard my manager say as she watched me watching Hannah perform on stage. It's my first performance that I won't be doing solo and I got to open for Hannah. "She's beautiful." That's the only way I could respond, because I'm not really sure if I could Say that I love her if I only just met her, but wouldn't it be great? Like Romeo and Juliet, we meet and then we instantly fall in love. Now that's a fairy tale that's never gonna happen.

Reason one: I can't be nice to her. My manager says that if I'm nice she'll stomp all over me and if I let her know I'm a fan she''ll use it over me.

Reason number two: My manager and her manager hate eachother.

Reason three: My problem isn't that she's a girl, or that I think that she won't like me because I'm a girl also, It's that she's marrying an undeserving girl that her dad thinks is perfect for her. Yes, she's getting married to the oh-so-famouse-and-rich, Lola Luftnagle. What's so special about her? The only reason she's famouse is because she hangs out with Hannah.

Wow, this is sounding more and more like Romeo and Juliet than I thought... maybe I do have a chance with her. Oh, here she comes... it breaks my heart to see her face after I say something mean to her. It hurts so bad when she says my name and all I hear is disgust. I would die just to hear her moan my name or at least say it in a dreamy way, like she loved me. I can't expect her to love me after the way that I treat her, I should know that, but still...

"Hey, enjoy the view?" Hannah snapped at me as I realized she had been standing there for quite some time looking at me. "What? uh, yeah sure whatever stupid." I let out, how stupid was that for a comeback? "I insulted you when I got offstage and you didn't say anything back, I'd hate to have to pretend that I'm worried, what's your problem?" She asked me. Awww how sweet she half-heartedly cares about me, sort of but not really.

"Nothing I just... uh nerves. Can't compete with the show you just put on it was wow.. I mean you were wow... and you looked... Oh my god did I just?" I asked as my eyes widened. "You just complemented me? That's, I don't even know how to respond... I um, think you're cute?" She tried to complement me back, awww.

Wait my manager was wrong. She said that if I was nice then Hannah would be mean and ignore me, not try to complement me back. Whoa wait a sec did she just say that I'm cute? "Uhhmmmm, thanks, Hannah... you were geourgeous out there." Oh my gosh I sound like a lovestruck idiot. "Are you sure you okay? I mean... this isn't normal... you hate me remember?" Hannah asked softly. She's never used that tone of voice with me before... I love it.

"I think I'm might just go back to my dressing room, I'm not feeling so hot." I sort of mumbled, but I guess she heard it, because when I turned around she came up behind me so that almost her whole body was touching my back and her hand brushed against my butt, It was really light so I think it was an accident though. "Well, I'm feeling kinda hot, why don't I go with you?" She whispered... maybe it wasn't an accident.

I can't believe I just blew it. All of those time I acted mean and now I said a couple of complements and she's 'feeling hot' Whoa. My manager is going to kill me. Her manager is going to kill her. They are both going to kill eachother for leting us out of their sight therefore resulting in her following me to my dressing room.

"Hannah," I started as I reached my dressing room door, " You don't have to follow me to make sure I'm okay, but I apreciate it... actually, I kinda wanted to talk to you..." She raised an eyebrow as I moved aside for her to come in. I shut the door and sat next to her on my couch. "So..." I started and then somehow ended up explaining why I've been so mean to her and that it's all my manager's fault.

Then I asked her if she really thought I was cute. "Yeah... I , well..." She blushed, I've never seen Hannah Montana blush before, It's cute. " I think you're.. well I already told you that you're gorgeous." I said quietly as she scooted closer. "Lola isn't here, she went on a trip with her family... " The breath taking blond said quietly, as I looked over to see her pouting her lips at me...

I wish I wasn't so weak. She put her hand on my cheek... Oh no... she leaned forward... This is wrong, she's engaged, her manager, My manager... She raised an eybrow as she ran her thumb over my bottom lip and stared at it. I couldn't take it anymore... I grabbed her hand and entertwined our fingers as we kissed passionately, fireworks went off. I felt like we had exploaded. When we broke the kiss, she gently put her fingertips over her lips and then looked at me dreamily.

"Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged." I couldn't help but quote Romeo and Juliet, it just kind of slipped out of my mouth before I noticed.She giggled and then responded. "Then have my lips the sin that they have took?" I looked at our hands... still together. Then I looked back at her eyes. "Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again." I kissed her again, I had to, It was in the script.

Author's note: I'm pretty sure this is going to be a whole story instead of just a oneshot. I plan on basing it on Romeo and juliet.