Chapter 25
"I think it's time."
"Time for what?" Oliver asks me confused.
We were in our bed and he had his arms around me.
"Time to tell the world my secret." I say turning over to face him.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" He asks.
"Yeah, I'm sure. I mean I couldn't have any of Hannah's friends at our wedding, they don't know the real me. No one knows the girl under the wig; they don't even know I wear a wig. Plus being away from you on tour was the hardest thing ever. You would be able to get time off if it was because your wife was on tour, not Hannah Montana. What if it comes down to leaving my child? I don't want to lie anymore."
"I'll be there for you every step of the way, but have you thought about the downside to all of this? You may lose some fans for lying to them all these years, there will be paparazzi everywhere all the time."
"I know, but the longer I keep it a secret, the harder it'll be to tell."
"When do you want to do it?"
"In a month's time, that gives me time to prepare. I have my new album coming out actually, I'll be able to put it under my own name."
"You should call it the name of the last song that you recorded for the album, 'Breakout'. You are breaking out of Hannah."
"I like it." I smile, kissing him softly.
The next day I told dad and Jackson what I wanted to do.
"You two have been with me from the beginning and I want to thank you both so much."
"You know we are here for you, Miley. Plus there's my little niece or nephew coming." Jackson told me, grinning.
"If this is what you really want to do, we will be with you. Just make sure you think it through." My dad warned me.
"I have and this would've happened one day. I'm having a baby in just less than eight months; I don't want to bring him or her into the world based on a lie. People are going to notice in a couple of months that Hannah is pregnant when I begin to show. I want to do one last concert as Hannah where I will make my announcement."
"Let the public know of your pregnancy as soon as you can. Let them think why it's why you are slowing down your career and hosting this last concert." Dad said.
I nodded, "Well I'm off to the doctor's, my first check up." I say excitedly.
I ran to my car and quickly drove home to meet Oliver so we got drive there together.
On the way Oliver had to pull over as I had a wave of nausea and had to throw up on the side of the road. Embarrassing much?
Eventually we got to the doctor and I was brought into the office.
"So today Mrs. Oken we are just going to do some blood work. How many weeks pregnant do you believe you are?" She asked.
"I think about five."
Oliver nodded in agreement.
Sure enough, a couple days later I got a call from my doctor confirming I was indeed pregnant.
The vomiting kind of told me that already.
"I've been in a rut
Back and forth enough
Hard like the wheel
Without you around
So uncomfortable is how it feels
Every time you're near
Trouble disappears
Under the ground
But when you go too far
Silver clouds will start hanging around
And I know why
Try to run
But I keep on
Coming back
Full circle
And I can't jump the track
Can't let you go
Try to won
So I keep on
Coming back
Full circle
'Cause I know you'll come around
You'll come around
Skippin' down a broken path
How long can I last?
Please let me know
Where's the finish line
'Cause I've got to find somewhere to go
I don't want to hear
People interfere
What do they know?
What I feel inside
When I'm up all night
Needing you oh...
I don't know why
Try to run
But I keep on
Coming back
Full circle
And I can't jump the track
Can't let you go
Try to won
So I keep on
Coming back
Full circle
'Cause I know you'll come around
You'll come around
'Cause I know you'll come around
You'll come around
I keep on runnin'
Til we meet in the middle
I put it right aside
And I care just a little
There's miles to go
But wait
Don't hold back
We'll make it
And I know why
Try to run
But I keep on
Coming back
Full circle
And I can't jump the track
Can't let you go
Try to won
So I keep on
Coming back
Full circle
'Cause I know you'll come around
You'll come around
I know you'll come around
You'll come around
Yeah I know you'll come around
You'll come around"
"Great work, Hannah." My dad said from the other side of the recording booth. It was the last song to put on the album that we were squeezing in last minute, "Now let's go make that press conference."
I was six weeks pregnant and dad had arranged a press conference for Oliver and me to announce our pregnancy.
"You sure you want to do this?" Oliver asks me before going on stage just before we were due on.
"Positive, if they know I'm pregnant they will think that's the only reason why Hannah won't be doing any more tours. That's what they need to believe, I need to protect my secret still until this concert."
"Makes sense, they will ultimately find out that is one of the reasons anyway."
I wasn't showing yet of course, my stomach was completely flat.
"They're ready for you guys." Dad tells me.
Oliver grabs my hand and I lead him up onto the stage from behind it where we were hidden from everyone.
There are many photographers and reporters there as well as cameras that are recording this press conference.
I sit down at the table with Oliver and speak into the microphone that's set up for us.
"Thank you all for coming today," I began, "We wanted to call this together for two reasons. I am having a concert in two weeks time, tickets will be on sale tomorrow morning at nine o'clock."
"Why not a lot of notice on this concert?" A woman with long dark hair asked.
"Well I have only been rehearsing myself for two weeks, I've been extremely busy with recording my new album which is going to be called 'Breakout'. Everyone who goes to the concert will be able to buy a copy. The album will be officially on sale the next day for those who don't attend."
"And what's the other reason." A reporter asked.
Oliver squeezed my hand and I found the courage to say it.
"Mike and I are having a baby." As soon as the words left my mouth a whole lot of flashes went off and reporters were all asking questions at once.
"One at a time please." Oliver said and pointed to one reporter.
"Mike, do you plan on marrying Hannah now?"
"I always did plan on doing so, we planned a long engagement but we may now wait until after our child is born."
"How far along are you, Hannah?" Another asked.
"A month and a half." I replied.
"You are so skinny still." She said bewildered. I guess she didn't know you don't show at six weeks but went along with it to humour her.
"I have been throwing up a lot." I admitted which caused some laughter.
We managed to escape through the crowd as we headed back to the awaiting limo. It was crazy.
By the time I got home, stories about my pregnancy were all over the internet.
"Today, superstar Hannah Montana announced she is currently expecting with her fiancé Mike Standley. The two have been engaged for some time now. Hannah is reportedly six weeks pregnant and stated she will be doing one last concert in two weeks time. It is not clear whether this just means until after the baby is born or not. Tickets go on sale tomorrow morning."
There was no turning back now.