Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana in any way.

Warning: This is a SLASH. (M/M) You've been warned.

A/N: I know this chapter is a bit short. This is my first submission. Criticize me. It actually helps.

Jackson and I had been friends for a long time, but my feelings seem to have been around for much longer.

A year ago…

I never knew that there was such a word for someone like me. I mean, I liked girls but I think something's changed. I've been having feelings that I had for girls be directed towards guys. I don't know how it happened. Maybe I was just confused at the time; hormonal imbalances. I wasn't sure though. I couldn't keep this to myself, I need to find some sort of sign or type of closure.

I had a friend once. We were hanging out like any pair of friends do until something we did changed my life. It was a rainy day. We were playing video games to pass the time. As always, I was winning and he, as in my friend, was always losing.

After one more final round, I had won once again.

"I win! What's my prize?" I smiled widely.

My friend got up, looked down for a minute and without warning, his lips were on mine. I didn't know what to do so I did what I felt was natural. I wrapped my arms around him and continued to kiss him for a few more minutes. When we finally broke apart, I stared at him intently for what seemed like hours until finally, I broke the awkwardness of the situation.

"What was that all about?" My voice was full of confusion.

He didn't say a word. Instead, he took a hold of my hand and led me out the door; my mind still racing with questions that needed answers. I was about to turn around and say something but the door came first. I walked home that night; letting the rain wash away my thoughts and tears.

We haven't spoken for two weeks . I guess it was just too weird for me to see him person again. Finally, I pulled up the courage to go and visit him. I walked up the pavement and saw him moving boxes into a U-Haul truck. It took me a minute to understand what was happening. He saw me and put his boxes down. He stood there in front of me for a bit before saying something.

"Look, about what happened, I'm sorry. I wanted to tell you that I've liked you for so long. And not just as a friend but maybe something more. I guess now I'll never have a chance now." He started to fiddle with the buttons on his shirt.

A few more minutes passed by and he looked up; tears flooding his eyes.

"But before I go, I just wanted to say thank you for being the boy I shared my first kiss with." And with that, he gave Oliver one last kiss and headed back into the house to finish up the last few boxes.

Now, I was sure I was gay. But that didn't stop me from making the supportive friends I have. So far, the only people who knew about these feelings were my parents, Miley, and Lilly. I was still a bit uncomfortable telling my guy friends. I was just worried about how they'll think of me when I tell them.

I started to have feelings for Jackson when I started to hang out with him a bit more. We go out to movies, we cruise around in his car, and we pretty much do anything that two guys would do; except for one thing. Jackson would always try to hit on some girls and he always seemed apt to try and find me a lady. It never really bothered me before but it started to become annoying as I would always give the lucky girl a simple, "No."

I knew Jackson liked girls, the way he goes on about them and the cute, pathetic way he attempts to pick them up. I just wish he did that to me, or to any other guy. As long as I knew what he was really into. The thing about Jackson is that when he does get to go out with some tramp from either school or from working at Rico's, he always looked a bit inattentive and rather uncomfortable. And he'd always come home alone, not looking forward to a second date. Or so that's what Miley tells me.

I've been trying to discover some type of sign to find out if he's into guys but from all the times that we're together, I can't really seem to pinpoint his sexual identity. Who knows? Maybe I'll never find out.

But it's always worth a try...