MILEY POV
Hope you don't hate me for awhile…but it's going to take a little turn here. I'm pretty sure we're going to be getting some more action after this chapter. Review!
My heart was beating so fast I could barely control myself. I wanted to go to the nearest trash can and puke my brains out. It wasn't because I felt sick though, I was just REALLY excited.
My first concert of the tour was underway and all seemed to be going great. Redemption had done a fantastic job and were now talking excitedly with their manager, Patty. What looked like thousands of people flocked the stadium and… who was I kidding? I wasn't excited because of the concert at all. I had done opening concerts hundreds of times and I hadn't felt like this during one in a long time. The only reason I felt this child-like excitement was because what Will had just asked me. He was on the opposite side of the stage talking to his mother who looked not a day past 20, but of course, she must've been older than that. She was straightening out his jacket and brushing off dust or hair from his outfit. It looked kind of cute, actually. And it was really nice seeing a guy who wasn't embarrassed by his mom.
For a minute, I snapped out of it. "What are you thinking, Miley?" I told myself. "You DON'T like him. Sure, he's cute but he's phony. He's another Jake Ryan type. Don't do this to yourself." I felt a sudden pang of guilt, realizing how true those words were.
But were they really true? I took another look at him, this time he was looking back. He flashed a grin. I smiled back, looking away quickly so then I wouldn't blush. What if all this time I was just trying to be too safe? What if everything I had just thought had been my way to distance myself from ever having a relationship with any guy, let alone Will?
So far, during High School I hadn't been on many dates and none of them had ever ended up turning into a relationship. Every time I went out with a guy similar thoughts would pop up. Like "you don't like him" or "he isn't right for you." Actually, my last "serious" boyfriend had been Jake Ryan. How sad is that? Maybe the only reason I thought this way, was because I didn't want to get hurt or go out on a limb again like I had with Jake.
Well, now I was done playing it safe. "The truth is, I do like Jake." I thought
I liked him so much that it kind of scared me, actually. So I came to a decision. I was going to let my guard down, because if this guy really wanted to hurt me or just use me to advance in his career, he would've shown his true colors by now. Will was for real. And right there, I decided I was going to let whatever happened, happen.
I escaped my thoughts for a moment, realizing that Jake had gone onstage already and it actually looked like he had done a song. I knew he had because his mom was clapping and screaming from backstage. She even let out a high pitched whistle. I clapped absent-mindedly.
"Thank you all very much." He said charmingly "You know… I know that as much as you all love me which you do right?" They let out a wild cheer.
"Well I know that I'm not the main attraction here. Hannah Montana is." Again, the crowd went wild. "So why don't we get her out here so she can sing a song with me?"
The crowd was echoing through the backstage as a couple of men in headsets made sure mine was working. I felt someone else's eyes on me. I turned to see Oliver staring at me; Lilly was behind him with a security guard. Our eyes locked and for a moment everything was silent. His eyes were shiny and reflecting from the dim lights backstage. Our "stare down" seemed to last an hour, although it was really just for a few seconds. I couldn't take the awkwardness any longer and broke the stare, heading toward the stage where I would be singing with Will.
This chapter is a two-parter kind of, meaning that the next portion will also be in Miley POV. More to come! Please review!