DiScLaMeR" I do not own Hannah Montana or the song Nobody Drinks Alone by Keith Urban.
Whoever told you I did has issues.
Oliver slowly stepped into his house, ashamed of what was in the bag. He considered putting it away, but decided against it when he felt that horrible pain at his heart. He couldn't put it up he realized. He felt horrible as he pulled out the glass and began to pour...
You brought that bottle home in a paper sack..
Drew the blinds and locked the door...
There's nothing but empty there inside that glass...
So you pour a little more..
With each glass Oliver felt himself loose his senses. He looked around and in front of him stood Miley. He needed to drink to be able to get to this place where he still had Miley... where she didn't disappear...
And there's no one there to judge you,
at least that's what you tell yourself...
But don't you know, Nobody Drinks Alone...
Every demon every ghost from your past,
and every memory you held back, follows you home...
Nobody Drinks Alone...
Oliver slowly felt that pull at his heart again, so he took in more and more. But he knew how it was as this time. No matter how many shots, she still creeps back into his thoughts like a reoccurring dream.. And no amount of shots could keep her out...
You remember whiskey on your daddy's breath...
So you always stick to wine...
And you scared your little brother half to death...
But you just kept it all inside...
Oliver remembered the last day he saw Miley very well...it was the day after Jackson's funeral. She called to tell him she loved him he had answered back and when they hung up he ran over there as fast as he could. But she was already gone. That was the last time any of Malibu saw Miley Stewart again... Oliver shuddered and let the tears fall and for once didn't car that the bottle smashed on the floor.
And you can hear your momma cryin
Only now, she cries for you..
Don't you know... nobody drinks alone...
Every demon every ghost from your past,
every memory you've held back follows you home...
Nobody Drinks Alone...
And though your lonely, hey don't let that feelin fool ya...
And don't you know... Nobody Drinks Alone...
Every demon every ghost from your past..
And Every memory you've held back follows you home...
Nobody Drinks Alone...
Oliver woke up that morning with a (surprisingly) light hangover. He decided to take a drive down to the beach. He sat underneath a tree. No one had really seen him since the day Miley disappeared, two years ago. This time on the beach he to go to a spot no one knew about except him, so he was surprised to see a woman sitting in the spot he always sat. He grunted and began to walk away. " Where have I seen that hair before?" He asked himself then it hit him, that hair, that build... He whipped his head around. The girl was crying. He groaned but knew he was going to go comfort the look-alike-girl. He lightly tapped her on her shoulder, She took no notice.
" Ummmm are you okay?" Oliver asked. He saw the girl freeze. Slowly like in a dream... She turned. Oliver felt like he had been slapped. He took step back.
" Miley..." Oliver said. Miley nodded. She looked considerably different since the last time he saw her. She looked more fragile, more delicate. She looked as though if you touched her she would break into a million pieces.
" H-Hey." She said shakily.
" Why do you do this to me Miley?" Oliver asked.
" W-what?"
" You leave here and break my heart an just when I start to think I can go on, you show up again. Miley why'd you leave?"
" I left because, Im not Miley."
" What do you mean?"
" After J-Jackson died I realized that Jackson helped make me into who I am now. And that I need him. I thought that if I moved away from all the memories, then it would all be a memory."
Oliver gently took her hand. "Miley what happened to you?
She smiled sadly. " No one loved me there. And no one does here."
Oliver looked at her and said, " Miley I love you."
She just shook her head gently and said quietly " Do you really?"
" Yes. Miley you left my life in a mess. I'm a drunk and even through that I still love you."
Miley started crying. " But don't you see Oliver? I'm not the same Miley as your in love with. That Miley died when her Older brother did."
Oliver shook his head. " No you may see Another Miley, but I see the same one."
Miley cried and said, " Oliver help me! I want to be your Miley, the old Miley, but I can't find her!" Oliver held her and said, " It's okay... shhhhhh it's okay." She continued to sob all over his shoulder.
Miley wiped her eyes and said, " How is everyone?"
" Oh there just great!" Oliver said sarcastically. " How do you think they are? Your Dad lost his Son and then his Daughter just disappears! He hasn't spoken a word since! Lilly cries everyday. She lost the only boy she ever loved and then the only person who could help her just leaves! And me? Hmmmm were do I start? Well I drink! And I hate it! But I can't stop. But... maybe now I can."
Miley looked down and said, " I really messed up didn't I?" Oliver nodded. Then Miley's face got deadly white. She stared straight ahead Like she just saw a ghost and then quietly she said... " Jackson..."
Hey! Ok so I'm supposed to be working on my other story but had to get this out first! any waize hope you like! if you do tell me, if you don't keep it to yourself! If i get 5 reviews I will continue it! Love,
Rachel