My second Hannah Montana fic. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Hannah Montana was completely my idea. NOT.
Chapter 1: Startling Discoveries
Oliver's POV
I watched her carefully, holding her books, eating her lunch, and ignoring all the guys that flirted with her.
If I could, I would punch those guys like they've never been punched before.
Oh no, she's noticed me staring. Look away, Oliver, look away.
It's harder than it sounds.
She's staring at me with a look and saying, "Are you Ok, Oliver?"
I just want to say that I'm not Ok, because she's not mine. But I can't say that, not right now.
I just nod my head and look away, very red. She says," Oliver, you look red. Are you sure your Ok?" then she puts her hand on my forehead. The room looks very dizzy suddenly. "You feel hot," she says. "I think you should go down to the nurse's office." I shake my head no, looking anywhere but at her. Shrugging her shoulders, she kept walking.
Watching her walk away, I felt this sadness.
Running after her, I grabbed her, turned her around and pressed my lips to hers.
Oh, Yea. I kissed my best friend Lilly.
So? Is it good? Should I continue it?
I know this was short, but the next chapter will be longer.