Hey (: It's been awhile. This idea popped up in my head, it's going to be a two shot. (: I haven't forgotten about this, I still get on to read stories I just don't write on here much anymore, it doesn't seem like anybody does. So I'm not sure how many reviews I'm going to get :/ Hope you all like it and REVIEWW!
I looked at the picture of the four of us and sighed. It's been a couple of years since I last hung out with all of them. They all moved on though. I put the picture away and got onto my laptop; I typed in "Gray Brothers" on Google and found their website. It said that they were in Chicago tonight; there were some seats left, so I decided for boredom sake, that I would go to their concert, to support them. Since after all, I am Miley Stewert. I grabbed one ticket, got ready and headed out to my car, ready to go to Chicago.
I got to the venue, and found a parking spot. I walked into the stadium with all the rest of the teenage girls, some guys who were probably forced, and some parents who didn't look to happy to be here either. I got my seat, front row, which would mean 9/10 chance that they would spot me and sat down. And waited, and waited some more. I soon wondered what I was doing here, I don't belong here. At all. I looked at the ground, and then the lights went dim and people started chanting. Then, they appeared. They all changed, from their personality, to their looks. I sang along to the songs, and screamed with the rest of the girls so it wouldn't look like I wasn't a fan, because I am a fan. I'm really surprised no one recognized me yet. That is, until I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked down to see a little girl.
"Excuse me, are you Miley Stewert?" She asked with big eyes.
"Yes I am." I said smiling at her.
"Can I get a picture, and autograph from you? I am a huge fan." I nodded and her mom took two pictures of us, and I signed her bag.
"Can I tell you something also?" I looked at her confused.
"I think the Gray Brothers miss you. I may not know them, but from interviews, they seem tired, lost, and just different from when they were friends with you." Then, the little girl walked away.
Well, that was weird... then it happened. Shane spotted me, with a confused face. I smiled at him and put my finger to my mouth to tell him to not tell his brothers, I wanted them to see me for themselves. He nodded and then pointed backstage and I nodded again.
The Gray Brothers had an amazing show. Afterwards, I stuck around in the stage, sitting on it, remembering when I played here with them.
"Miley?" I looked behind me and saw Shane. I half smiled.
"Hey buddy, long time no talk huh?" I said then looked down.
He sat down next to me. "Why are you here?"
"What... not excited to see me?" I asked looking at him.
"No, I am, believe me I miss you as a friend, best friend, but my other brothers may think otherwise." He said looking away.
I sighed. "I know, I saw the shirt that Jason was wearing, I know Nick's over it and moved on with Alex. I just... miss you guys. You still care about me... right?" I looked up at him.
"Of course I do." He smiled at me and hugged me.
I missed his hugs.
"Sha-. What are you doing here?" I turned around fast and saw Jason.
"Jason I –"He interrupted me.
"You shouldn't be here." He said glaring at me.
"Right, I'll see you later." I turned and walked out the stadium.
I should've known they were the same.