Chapter 21
"What happened?" Lilly asks, speaking into her phone.
It's now the last week of the tour, tonight we are in Paris we had been in Madrid, Spain the previous night. Tomorrow I get a night off before heading to London, Canada then back to Malibu.
"Okay, I'll get the first plane home."
"What's wrong, Lilly." I ask concerned.
"It's my grandma, she's just been taken to hospital so I'm going to go home and see her."
Oliver and I both give her a hug, "She'll be fine." Oliver reassures her.
Lilly nods, her eyes are teary.
"We'll drop you at the airport right away." I tell her.
"I guess I'll see you guys when you get back, sorry I couldn't stay for this last week."
"Lilly, I'd never expect you to stay. You'll see me at the concert in Malibu."
At this moment Jackson comes through the interconnecting door that links our two rooms together, "What's wrong?" He asks instantly after seeing Lilly's face.
Lilly tells him sadly, he instantly goes over and gives her a hug, kissing her forehead and whispering inaudible things into her ear.
Lilly got on the very next flight, how am I supposed to concentrate tonight; I'll be worried about Lilly.
So here I am eight hours later; the fans can be heard piling into the arena. It was just Oliver and me in my dressing room; dad was busy doing the usual last minute checks with the stage manager.
Jackson complained about being too tired to come, he said he'd just sit in the hotel room watching television; he was concerned for Lilly, as we all were.
I was sitting on Oliver's lap, ready for the performance, with my head resting on his chest. His arms were wrapped around me protectively, we both just were enjoying the moment alone together.
My phone interrupts me not too long later, "Hello." I answer flipping my phone open.
"Hey, it's me." Lilly answers.
"Oh my god, Lilly! What happened?"
Oliver looks at me, waiting to find out also.
"It's ok, we found out she fell down a few stairs, she has a mild concussion and broke a couple of ribs. She'll be fine with lots of rest."
"That's good news then."
I say goodbye to Lilly and let Oliver know what happened.
"That's good then." He agrees with me.
"Now let's go meet some fans." I say jumping off him.
I'm sitting underneath the stage, ready to be risen up onto the actual stage. One of the crew members hands me the microphone and the familiar music starts.
"Bonjour Paris, are you guys ready for Hannah Montana?!" I yell into the microphone.
"You're going up now!" The other crew member yells at me once the intro to my song is almost over.
Sure enough, the platform I'm standing on is rising up and I can now see the whole arena, it's huge. There are thousands and thousands of people here.
"I have to wonder if this wave's too big to ride
Commit or not commit is such a crazy tide
It's sooner than I thought but you called me out
I've lost control and there's no doubt
I'm gonna start all over
Out of the fire and into the fire again
You make me want to forget
And start all over
Here I come straight out of my mind or worse
Another chance to get burned
And start all over
I'm gonna start all over
Fantastic and romantic all a big surprise
You've got the warning hesitation pushed aside
It's sooner than I want but you caught my heart
I guess I'm ready now to start
I'm gonna start all over
Out of the fire and into the fire again
You make me want to forget
And start all over
Here I come straight out of my mind or worse
Another chance to get burned
And start all over
I'm gonna start all over
It's so easy
You disrupt me
Can't complain
It's so easy
You disrupt me
Can't complain
It's so easy
I'm gonna start all over
Out of the fire and into the fire again
You make me want to forget
And start all over
Here I come straight out of my mind or worse
Another chance to get burned
And start all over
I'm gonna start all over
Out of the fire and into the fire again
You make me want to forget
And start all over
Here I come straight out of my mind or worse
Another chance to get burned
And start all over
I'm gonna start all over"
"How are you all doing tonight?" I ask eagerly.
I get changed out of Hannah secretly backstage before we head back to the hotel and straight away head up to my room with Oliver, dad and Roxy head the other direction. I still can't believe dad decides to let us be on a separate side of the hotel.
I throw my Hannah clothes next to one of my suitcases and head into the shower. I was excited that we could spend the day in Paris tomorrow. This means I get to spend a romantic day with Oliver.
The next day, after waiting what seems like forever in line, we are finally entering the Eiffel tower.
"We'll meet you guys up the top." I tell dad, Jackson and Roxy, dragging Oliver with me.
After what seems like millions of stairs, we arrive at the upper observation platform.
"The view is breathtaking." I say, pulling out my digital camera to take some photos of the view.
"You know what else is breathtaking?" He asks me.
I smile, "So romantic all of a sudden aren't ya?"
"Maybe it's because I'm in Paris with the most beautiful girl in the world."
"You suck up." I laugh.
He grabs the camera off me, and points it at the two of us. I wrap my arms around his neck and smile.
"Let me see."
He turns it around and the both of us are smiling into the camera, Paris in the background.
He's beaming, "I'm guessing we are going shopping next."
"You guessed right. Come on, we'll go tell the others we're going shopping."
"Our flight doesn't leave until tomorrow morning," he interlaces both his hands with mine, "So I was thinking we'd go out for a nice romantic dinner tonight, that way we won't be out that late."
I lean up and give him a quick kiss.
"I'll take that as a yes then." He laughs.
Ten shopping bags later, we finally arrive back at the hotel.
"How are you planning to fit this all in your suitcase?"
"I thought of that problem ages ago, I've bought stuff from most places we've visited so I bought an extra case that Roxy has been checking in as hers." I reply simply.
"Women." Oliver mutters going into his room, "We got reservations at six!" he yells out to me.
"Oh my god, I have only three hours to get ready!"
I finally decide on wearing a short halter-neck emerald green dress with silver heels, both which I had bought that day. I leave my hair out naturally curly and apply a small amount of make-up.
"Come in." I yell, acknowledging the knock on my door.
"Hey darling, you look beautiful. I can't believe you're all grown up." He tells me sitting down on the bed.
I grab his hand, "Thanks for everything, daddy."
"For what?" he asks me puzzled.
"For being so understanding all this time, I mean...I love Oliver so much daddy." I say truthfully.
"I know you do, it's easy to tell just by the way you two are together. I know I've always watched you closely with every guy you've been with, but that's just me thinking you're still my baby girl."
"I'll always be your girl though, right dad?"
He nods in reply and gives me a hug.
"You're grown up now, I want you to know I support any decisions you make in your life, I can trust you in whatever choices you make in life." I knew he brought this up because he had previously walked in on Oliver and I in a heavy make-out session on a hotel bed a couple of days beforehand.
"I love you, daddy." I say not letting go.
"Love you too, Miles."