Hey, another short one. Oh, and just to clear some things up, this takes place during the summer (I'm not good at school settings, and I don't think one weekend would be this eventful!)
Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana or the song "All I Want to Be is Yours" by Sonya Isaacs...but I wish I owned Mitchel Musso!
I was sitting on my bed, strumming my guitar in my room, alone. The house was empty – Jackson was at work, and my dad was supposedly jogging around the beach (or maybe just jogging to the ice cream truck). Lilly was coming over in a few minutes, so I just waited for her in my room, working on a new song. I closed my eyes, engulfed in the music.
"I may live the life of fame and fortune
And you'll find my name on the walk of fame
I have it all but I still have nothing
I still don't have you here loving me"
"All I want is to hear you say you need me
All I need is for you to want me too
Just as long as I can love you
Then I'll never ask for more
Cause all I ever really want to be is yours"
I guess my dad had come home while I was singing it, because after I had finished the song and opened my eyes, he was standing in front of me, smiling.
"New song, Bud?" I practically dropped my guitar.
"Oh, um…Daddy! You're home!"
"It's really good."
"Thanks…" I shifted uncomfortably on my bed. "I can't get it right, though. It's just…missing something, you know?" He chuckled.
"I thought you were over that Jake Ryan boy." He looked at me suspiciously. I rolled my eyes and looked at the floor.
"I am."
"So it's about someone else, then?" I blushed.
"Uh…" I hesitated. How could I talk to my dad about loving a boy, let alone my best friend?
"That's okay. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, Bud. Good song, though." He patted my shoulder and left me in my confusion. I strummed another chord on my guitar.
"All I want is to hear you say you need me
All I need is for you to want me too
Just as long as I can love you
Then I'll never ask for more
Cause all I ever really want to be is yours"
I put my guitar back on its stand in my Hannah closet and sighed.
"Why can't you love me, Oliver?"
Sorry it's very short! Keep reviewing, though! I should have the next chapter posted by sometime this weekend at the latest.