Summary: Oliver and Lily have been best friends since preschool and he decided he was tired of being just a friend. Seeking out for the perfect gift, Oliver stands out in line for five hours, trying to get the one gift Lily longs for. Three-shot.
I don't own Hannah Montana. Never have. Never will.
Monday: December 24, 2007
Christmas Eve
Crack.
Mike Stanley the Third jumped at the sound and flash of lightening in the sky. He knew it was supposed to rain but he prayed it would have been later than sooner. Sighing, he looked at his watch for the time - only to be disappointed in the end. This morning his watch had read nine-thirty - now it has been at least two hours since, and his watch still read nine-thirty.
Cursing to himself, Mike unhooked his watch and threw it at nothing in particular. He wasn't sure WHY he was so mad - he just was. Hannah was late and he was tired of waiting for his popstar friend but he expected that to happen either way. He groaned and leaned up against the cold stonewall as he watched the rain begin to drizzle upon the ground. He wasn't too worried about getting wet. After all, there was a cove to the entrance of Best Buy and as long as he stayed away from the street, he was good to go.
Just at that moment, a long, black limo pulled up and Mike stood up straight, his heart racing a little bit. He was beyond nervous and he wasn't sure why.
The chauffer of the vehicle left the driver's side and walked around to the passengers side, an umbrella open. He opened the door and Hannah Montana walked out, her long blonde hair in curls and her jacket buckled tightly around her. "Thanks, Maurice." Hannah smiled as she grabbed hold of the umbrella. Her eyes seemed to scan every single inch of the cove until finally, her eyes sighted Mike. She gave him a small wave and walked in his direction, followed shortly by Roxy.
Mike tensed. Why was Roxy there? When Hannah reached him, he folded his arms acorss his chest and pointed towards Roxy. Hannah sighed and nodded.
"I know, but I really didn't have a choice. I'm going to be mobbed by the time I enter through the doors."
"Yeah, I guess so," Mike sighed and placed his hands in his pockets. "I really hope we get this done with, and soon."
Hannah smiled up at Mike and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "Just remember, you owe me big time."
"Right, right," Mike nodded and opened up the door to Best Buy. "You ready?"
Hannah sighed and nodded. "As ready as I'll ever be," she said as she closed the umbrella and walked through the doors, followed by Mike and Roxy.
- - -
"Oh my god, is that Hannah Montana?"
"What, where?"
"Over there! Oh my god, it is! It really is!"
"Roxy like a puma!" Roxy instantly jumped in front of Hannah as several fans came running towards her. Hannah quickly backed up, stepping on Mike's foot in the process.
"Ouch!" He hopped up on one foot as he glared at Hannah. "Thanks, a lot."
"Oh, quiet," Hannah sighed as she looked around the store. "We need to find a manager."
"I don't think that will be too hard," Mike whispered and pointed ahead. Sure enough, a young girl, who liked she was in her early twenties, came walking towards Hannah. She didn't look all too happy.
"Can I help you?"
Hannah quickly straightened out her coat and she held out her hand. "Hi, I'm Hannah Montana."
The manager looked down at Hannah's hand and then back to Hannah. She crossed her arms over her chest. "Yeah, you see, we sell your CD's all the time so I think I would know who you are."
Hannah cleared her throat and brought her hand down. "Yeah, right." Hannah smiled. "Are you the store manager?"
"Yes."
"Than I need your help."
- - -
Mike paced back and fourth in front of a rather large door, his mind reeling. They were going to fail - he just knew it. He tried to rack his brain for different ideas but he came up with nothing. This is what gets. Who on earth waits until Christmas Eve to do the last of their shopping - especially when the gift is for someone important? Mike couldn't take it anymore and he pressed his ear up against the door, hoping he could hear something - anything - just to know that they weren't in there playing cards.
At that moment, the door swung open and Mike found himself falling over on to the ground. Hannah chuckled and shook her head as Mike quickly scrambled to his feet.
"He's very impatient, isn't he?" the manager asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yeah - very," Hannah laughed as walked out the door. "Thank you, really. You have no idea how much I appreciate it."
"Anytime, really," the manger smiled and shook Hannah's hand. "It was a pleasure. My sister will absolutely freak when she sees these tickets."
"I'll be looking forward to meeting her next week!" Hannah nodded. "See you then."
"Have a great Christmas, Hannah."
"You too, Amanda."
The shut and Mike looked at Hannah, waiting to hear what happened. Hannah just smirked at him and shook her head as she left the backroom and out onto the floor. Roxy quickly took her stance as the group made their way to the exit.
"Are you going to tell me what happened?" Mike finally asked, anxious.
Hannah laughed and held up a bag which was wrapped tightly around her wrist. "What does this look like to you? I got the camera, you doughnut!"
"You - you got it?!" Mike exclaimed as he picked up Hannah and swung her around in a big hug. "Thank you so much!"
Hannah laughed as she told Mike to put her down. "Pretty soon, people will think you and I are going out instead of you and Lola."
Mike's cheeks instantly grew red. "We're not going out - yet."
"Yet," Hannah smiled and as she handed Mike the bag. "is the key word, my friend. By the way, you owe me five hundred."
"Right," Mike dug through his pants for the money and quickly handed it over to her. "Lily will love this."
- - -
Lily grinned like mad to herself as she walked down the mall strip, a bag held securely in her hands. Even thought she was more than nervous to give Oliver his gift - she just couldn't stop smiling. Maybe it was because deep down inside, she knew in the end she and Oliver were going to be together. This gift was just in the right direction.
She tied her hood closer over her head as ran into the cove of Best Buy, to quickly take one last glance at the item in her back. Carefully, Lily pulled out a blue velvet box and opened it to reveal a silver watch with small diamond studs around the rim. Normally this watch would cost the average person a grand but Lily managed to yank it on Black Friday for only four hundred.
She bit her lower lip as she picked up the watch, her fingers grazing over the engraving she just had done to it. Maybe what she had just written on there was a little over the top but it was - perfect.
At that moment, Lily heard yells inside of Best Buy and quickly, she brought her head up to look into the window to see what the commotion was all about - only to find herself not only seething in anger but in pain as well. There she saw Mike Stanley the Third (aka Oliver Oken) and Hannah Montana (aka Miley Stewart) embraced in more than just a friendly hug.
The smile Lily thought no one could possibly wipe off - suddenly was.
Author's Note: There we have the second installment to The Perfect Gift. The third (and final) one will be posted tomorrow. My goal is to try and get it posted at midnight tonight but that depends, really, on just how long I will be at my aunt's tonight. For those that wont be on tomorrow - I wish you all a very merry Christmas and wonderful Loliday! Oh and for my Teardrop readers - I apologize but the story is on hiatus until January 10th. Thanks for your support!
