a/n: I'm back, here's chapter two. I made it slightly longer so that I could make up for taking so long to update. I hope you enjoy it! oh, and last chapter i FINALLY figured out how to do that liney thing. VVV so basically, i'm really proud of myself.
Oliver ran into Miley's changing room. He ran up to her and kissed her, his hands running through her hair. She slowly deepened the kiss, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. He smiled and pulled away slowly, looking at her-wait...Jackson? Damn, I'm dreaming again! Oliver shook himself awake and sighed. "So close! It was so real!" he said to himself, hitting himself on the head. "Come on, you're the best man! Jake is your best friend, you can't do this to him!"
Jake stuck his head into the dressing room and asked curiously, "Do what?"
"Uh...let you go out there with a crooked tie. It's um...bothering me..." Oliver stammered, getting to his feet and straightening Jake's tie. "So, how excited are you, soon to be Mr. Hannah Montana?" he teased, smiling widely. Good for you, Oliver. Just keep it hidden and nobody will ever know.
Jake chuckled and replied, "You mean Mr. Miley Stewart!"
Miley giggled as Lilly finished, "...and so the string goes, 'Nope, I'm a frayed knot!!!" and burst into laughter.
"Lilly, can you go check on Jake and see how close he is to being ready? Because the wedding is supposed to start in um..." Miley trailed off and looked at the clock. "Thirty minutes."
As Lilly agreed and left the room, Miley stared at her reflection sadly. What have you become? Normal you would have told Oliver, MADE him love you. Now look at you. Crying on your wedding day because you never spoke up. Miley turned away from the mirror and walked slowly to the couch, making sure that her dress wouldn't wrinkle. She curled up into a little ball and cried, her nose running and the tears soaking through the fabric of her dress. She heard a knock on the door and her father saying, "Hey Bud. You almost ready to go? We have to get down the aisle soon!" Miley sat up quickly and wiped her eyes. "Um, yep, faster then you can say sweet frozen niblets ten times!" she called out, running to her mirror and double checking her makeup. "Maybe twenty!" she yelled, running to the door and looking at her father. "Daddy, can you go get Lilly for me?" she asked, smiling as her father looked at her kindly.
Lilly ran into the dressing room, slamming the door behind her. "Okay, let's get this show on the road!" she yelled, double checking that Miley's makeup was fabulous. "Okay, great. I'll see you at the end of the aisle!" Lilly said, giving Miley one last hug before the big event. Miley stepped out of the dressing room and linked arms with her dad. Together they walked towards the door, smiling as Miley's cousin Luanne's daughter walked down the aisle as flower girl. Oliver and Lilly walked down the aisle together next, splitting at the front. Jake was already at the beginning. Miley stared at Oliver, thankful that he was standing next to Jake.
When did Miley start to like him? She thought back as she walked down the aisle. It was definitely shortly after they had met. Miley tried to remember the exact moment that she realized that she liked him. She couldn't recall it, but did remember how horrible she felt after finding out he didn't like her after knowing she was Hannah Montana. She could remember the scene perfectly. She tried to disgust Oliver as Hannah Montana, but when it failed, she gave up and told Oliver straight up-she was Hannah Montana.
"I'm Hannah Montana. Me. Miley" she said, pulling off her wig.
After Oliver fainted and gained consciousness again, they started talking about Hannah.
"How come you didn't tell me?" he asked, getting angry.
"I'm sorry, it's just that...I knew that you were so in love with Hannah that I was afraid that maybe...you might..." Miley trailed off.
"Be in love with you?" Oliver asked, hoping Miley couldn't tell. "Well...do you think I am?" he asked.
"I don't know...you tell me!" Miley said, trying to figure this out. "Come on, Oliver," Miley said, exasperated. Just tell me you like me already! she was thinking. "Let's face it. The girl that you thought you loved is standing right here, and the truth is, you don't love her." It was the hardest thing for her to say, but she knew that it was true and just wanted him to admit it.
"Wow...I think you're right!" Oliver said, pretending that it was true. He only said it because he thought that Miley didn't want him to be in love with her. "That's two years of my life I'll never get back," he joked, trying to loosen the air.
Miley laughed and replied, "Sorry about that. So...what do you think, are we gonna be okay?" She looked at him carefully, caring very much about his answer.
"Yeah, we're okay," he said, holding his arms out for a hug.
"Anything?" Miley asked, hiding the desperation she felt.
"Nope...in fact, it's getting a little awkward," he replied, pulling away.
Later that night, Miley cried herself to sleep after attacking the pages of her diary with hateful words and dark poetry.
Miley smiled. Halfway through the aisle and that much closer to marrying Jake! she thought, putting on a fake smile. She looked at Oliver one last time. Now is the time to let him go. It's the best thing for him and for you. Jake is in love with you, and you know that you love him too. Oliver can now marry whoever he wants and by letting him go he won't have any guilt. At least he's your best friend!
Miley battled with herself silently, already three quarters up the aisle. She took the last few steps and hugged her dad before stepping up onto the alter. She smiled at Jake and held his hand, staring at the priest. He nodded to them, knowing Miley's secret. He was going to wed them as Hannah and Jake, and then lead them to the marriage center to get themselves officially married, both as Miley and Jake and Hannah and Jake.
"We are gathered here today to wed this man and this woman in holy matrimony," the priest started, continuing on to tell them about their responsibilities as a married couple. He said to the crowd, "Now, Hannah and Jake will be saying their vows. They wrote these vows themselves, and it comes from the heart. Jake, you may start."
"Hannah, I've loved you ever since I met you. I trust you with my heart and I'll never let you go. You're always there for me, when I'm up and when I'm down. On my good days and bad, you're always there to comfort me. We've never fought and I'm thankful for that. I love waking up in the morning because I know that means that I can see you that much sooner. When I'm in a bad mood in the morning, just the sight of your brighter than bright smile and the sound of your voice brings me to the highest of highs. I was so amazed when you said yes to be mine forever because I never thought I was good enough for someone as amazing as you. I love you," Jake said, smiling the entire time. Miley felt tears welling up in her eyes, threatening to fall down her cheeks. She squeezed his hands, a silent reply.
"Hannah, you may read your vows now," the priest said, breaking the beautiful silence.
"Jake, you're the most amazing person I could ever have ended up with and I'm so grateful for meeting you. I've told you all of my secrets and you know me as well as I know myself. We are the best of friends and I'm sure that if anything were to happen to you I would die. I love you more than any..." Miley trailed off and shook her head, letting some tears fall. She made a quick revision and wiped a tear away, starting again. "I love you more than anyone else could. You're my sunshine and my happiness, my stars and my moon. You're the reason I've stayed sane all of these years. You're the most amazing, sweet, comforting, understanding guy I could ever meet, and I love you more and more each day. I know that you'll always get what I say...and I know that you'll always be there for me, even when it seems like I'm not there for you. I love you. Count all the grains of sand in the world, all of the stars in the sky, all of the roses in the world, and you'll know a fraction of just how much."
Both Miley and Jake were crying and smiling, their hearts filled with the happiness that only they could understand.
"Jake, do you take Hannah to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, to love and to cherish, for better or for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?" the priest asked.
"I do," Jake said, smiling widely.
"Hannah, do you take Jake to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, to love and to cherish, for better or for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?"
Miley opened her mouth and then closed it, tears streaming freely out of her cheeks. "I..."
a/n: ooh what's gonna happen now? Cliffie? Idk what's happening yet. So um. That's why I stopped typing. Pretty long chapter, I'm glad with it. :D