CHAPTER ELEVEN

Surprises For Everyone!

Three hours later, and still no sign of Nick. At the moment I was cooped up in my room, anxiously waiting for a knock on the door. Never have I waited all night for a guy to call, or come over – it just wasn't like me. Lilly would probably call me pathetic.

And it wasn't like Nick either; usually he was so nice and polite, and right on time with things. I bet Joe didn't even tell him I had come over to their room.

"Ughh!" I shouted in frustration as I pounded my clenched fists against the bed.

"Don't worry Miles, he's probably writing a song or something," Oliver said from the other side of the bed. He was currently typing on the laptop, probably on Myspace or something.

"I doubt it, Joe was acting all weird," I replied as I looked over at him.

"Isn't he always?"

Oh, very good point Oliver. Joe was indeed always acting weird, but never did he act like he had something to hide. I was getting very suspicious, because I am not the type of person who likes things kept from her. Call me nosy, but I enjoy knowing what is going on with people and what is happening in their lives.

"Well he was acting like… like something happened that he didn't want me to know."

"Hmm, strange," Oliver said absentmindedly.

"Hey do you think you could go and talk to him for me? Please!" I begged, clasping my hands together and leaning into his shoulder.

He kept his gaze focused on the computer screen, but I could see a smile forming on his face.

"Thank you so much Ollie!" I shouted, wrapping my arms around his shoulders as he closed the computer.

"You owe me seriously," He narrowed his eyes at me jokingly.

"I know, I know. You own my life now and I am forever in your dept, yadda yadda. Just go!" I jumped up from the bed and pushed him towards the door, not even allowing him time to slip on his shoes.

Oliver turned around and held out his hands in front of him and pushed me back a few steps, before turning around to open the door.

"Mikayla!" He shouted his voice full of surprise as he tried to push the door closed in her face.

Oh my gosh, I wasn't wearing my wig! She had totally seen me without my wig!

Mikayla stuck her foot in the door just in time. I spun around quickly, praying she hadn't seen my face.

"What's going on here?" She asked, pushing it open farther as I ducked behind Oliver, my back right up against his. Please go away, please go away!

"Nothing, I was actually just coming to see you!" He shouted louder and I could tell he was lying through his teeth. Oliver disliked Mikayla probably just as much as I did, but he was helping me out, and I couldn't have been happier to call him my friend.

"You were?" She asked, a little skeptical..

"Of course I was!" He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and quickly turned her around, which allowed me to run into the bathroom.

"Oh, ok!" She shrugged her shoulders, obviously forgetting about the random brunette that had been standing behind him, and followed Oliver out of the hotel room.

Thank gosh, I don't know what I would have done if she would have caught me without my wig! My career and my personal life would have been over in the blink of Mikayla's heavy coated mascaraed eyes.

I heard the heavy door close, and I took that as my cue to be able to leave the bathroom. Letting out a very long sigh of relief, I jumped up onto the bathroom sink and pulled out my cell phone to text Lilly.

SOS!! I punched into my phone as quickly as I could.

Lilly quickly responded not even a minute later: What?

Mikayla almost saw me with no wig! My heart was beating so fast and loud, I bet the people in the hallway could hear it.

NO WAY! You still safe?

Yah I'm still good.

Snapping my cell phone shut, I jumped off the counter and opened the door slowly, peaking around the corner just to be safe.

They were gone, and now I could calm down. But I couldn't help but wonder what Oliver was doing with the she-devil – otherwise known as Mikayla.

In the Hallway.

"So what was it you wanted to see me for?" Mikayla asked, twirling her hair around her index finger, as she leant against her hotel room door.

"Um, well I just wanted to, um you know, can I have your autograph?" Oliver asked, as he dropped his shoulders in defeat. Out of all the lies he has ever told, he couldn't think up of one right now to save his life.

"Oh," Mikayla dropped her hair and turned to open up the door.

"I'm a big fan; no I'm a huge fan!" There we go, now he was back on the lying track.

"Whatever," Pushing open her hotel door, Oliver was immediately overcome by the smell of cotton candy and coconuts.

He followed her into the hotel room, and let the door close behind him. Taking in the room, right away he noticed that it was different than the one he shared with Lilly and Miley – it was bigger for one, but also it was more… girly?

Everywhere he turned he was basically struck in the face by the color pink - the curtains, bed sheets, suitcases, everything! It was insane, never in his life had Oliver seen this much pink in one place.

"Wow, this sure is a lot of pink," He stated more to himself than to anyone. Mikayla shrugged and reached for a piece of paper and the black sharpie, quickly making a scribble and handing it over to Oliver.

"Here," She avoided his eyes and walked over to the door to let him out.

"Thanks. So who stays in this room with you?" He asked, not moving from his spot in the middle of the room.

"No one. Now buh-bye," She motioned with her arms for him to leave, but Oliver just ignored her.

"No one? Mikayla this room is huge! You could fit the whole cast of Summer Love in here!"

"Oliver!" She shouted, her temper starting to flare. He grew quiet, a look of confusion on his face. "Just shut up, and leave."

"Uh, ok sorry," He finally made his way to the door, and walked out into the hallway. But before she could close the door, he stuck his foot in the door like she had done earlier.

"What do you want now? A CD?" She snapped, crossing her arms across her chest.

"No why would I want a—" It seemed as if the light switch in his head finally switched on. She thought he wanted to hang out with her, but all he wanted in the end was an autograph. So this was what Miley was talking about all the time, this was what she meant by people using celebrities. "Oh."

Pursing her lips, she started tapping her foot impatiently.

"Listen, I never meant to offend you but you kind of just showed up and I didn't know what to do," He shoved his hands deep into his blue jean pockets.

"You were the one that said you were coming to see me! I was going to see Hannah to run lines like the director told me to!" She shouted at him. Oliver was very thankful she wasn't holding a purse or anything, since she probably would have hit him with it at that moment.

"You were going to see Hannah?" He asked in disbelief.

She just narrowed her eyes at him, and he quickly removed the smile that was forming on his face.

"I mean… I know I said that I was going to see you but…" Oliver looked down at her, and into her eyes, and he could instantly see the sadness behind them. He could tell that Mikayla wasn't a very happy person, and she definitely wasn't the same girl that was portrayed in magazines. She was upset, and he really didn't want to add to that. "But, I got nervous," He let out a sigh as he kept eye contact with the girl in front of him.

"Nervous, why because I'm a celebrity? Because I'm better, and prettier than Hannah?" She laughed sarcastically and shook her head, once again attempting to shut the door but Oliver's foot was still in the way.

"Nervous because I was going to ask you to go to a movie with me," He was lying again, but there was no way he could add to that sadness no matter how much everyone disliked her.

"Like on a date?" If she was a dog, this would probably be the part where her ears would perk up.

Oliver nodded his head, and put on a smile. And for the first time that night, Mikayla did as well.

In Miley's Hotel Room.

"That's it!" I shouted in frustration as I continued to pace the room for about the hundredth time. Where the heck was Nick?

Walking quickly to the door, I pulled it open and went over to the boys' hotel door, pounding on it and waiting impatiently for someone to answer.

Luck must have been on my side, because this time it was Kevin.

"Hey Miley," He smiled down at me, but I just scowled. "Is something wrong?"

"No... I mean yes!" I let out a sigh, and crossed my arms across my chest. "Is Nick in there?"

Looking over his shoulder, Kevin then nodded his head. "Yah he is, but actually he's kind of busy right now."

No way – what was that boy doing that he didn't want me to know about?

"Kevin, can I just come in? I wont talk I promise!" I pressed my thumb and index finger together, dragging it across my lips as if to zip them up. To add more to my little performance, I pretended to toss the key over my shoulder.

"All right, sure," He turned around and I followed him deeper inside the room.

"Hey Miley!" Nick's face brightened as he came over to me and wrapped his arms around me. I returned the hug, somehow forgetting everything I had thought about him during my lonely evening.

"Hey, what are you doing in here?" I asked, breaking my 'lips are sealed' promise to Kevin. I looked over at him, but he just smiled. Everyone knew that I couldn't talk for more than two minutes.

"Oh, well I want to introduce you to someone. You've probably seen him around, but we used to hang out a lot back before we both got our big breaks," He smiled down at me as he removed his arms and turned his head toward the table and chairs where everyone else was sitting.

"Hey Miley I'm—"

My mouth must have dropped to the floor, since now everyone was staring at me with looks of amusement on their faces as I attempted to regain my now lost voice.

"Jake Ryan the Zombie Slayer!" I shouted in disbelief.

A/N: Hey guys, wow I can't belief I'm already on chapter eleven! I have never ever stuck with a story this long, and I am so proud of myself right now haha. Thank you soo much for all of the reviews, favorites, and alerts! This story would probably not have gotten this far without all of you reviewing and stuff. Ok, so this chapter was basically Oliver/Mikayla. Seriously this pairing had never crossed my mind, until mica harward suggested it! So thank you so much for your suggestion. I personally like this chapter, but found it kind of difficult to write in third person since I am always writing from Miley's point of view. But anyways, please make sure to review and tell me what you think about the story! Sorry for the lack of Jonas in this chapter, but it was just a filler. I promise next chapter there will be a lot of Miley/Nick. So go and review please!