Yeah, i know i said it was a threeshot. If it ends up as a threeshot, chapter three will be a hell of a long chapter! There will only be a maximum of 2 chapters after this one thought, don't you worry:D
Thanks for all the support on She Came Back too. It should be updated tomorrow.
Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana. I do however, own the song 'Wise Man's Words' which Hannah sings in Olivers memory :D It isn't the best song but hey, I'm not a great songwriter/poet lol...
Oliver
I heard aboutMr Stewartfrom Lilly. I love Lilly, she always thinks to tell me stuff. Especially when she knows it matters. Like in this case. It really did matter. Cos I saw it as a chance.
Of course, MILEY could have told me… but no, I heard it from Lilly.
Then again, Miley and I haven't exactly been best friends this year.
Methinks little miss Miley had a small crush on yours truly. Yep, you heard it hear folks… Hannah Montana liked Smokin' Oken…
Oh...Who am I kidding?
That's what started this whole mess.It was back at the first Hannah Montana concert of the year. I'd bought tickets and travelled for 2 hours to watch my best friend strut her stuff on stage in a blonde wig.
I hadn't seen her for the last two weeks of summer- she'd been touring Hawaii, and exotic parts of our beautiful country. I missed her A LOT. And I didn't expect that. I mean, two weeks without my best friend? Big deal, it wasn't like she wasn't coming back. Nonetheless, I really missed her, and I was practically counting down the days until she got back. I found myself missing the tiniest things… like I'd order three smoothies at the beach instead of two, and Lilly would roll her eyes and tell Jackson I was brain dead. I missed her laughing, I missed her humming Hannah Montana songs when we went in the elevator at the mall. It was crazy!
I mean,I admit...I did once have a little crush, but I thought I'd gotten it out of my system. I just said to myself, come on Oken, she's Hannah Montana. Any feelings you have are for Hannah, not Miley. I managed to convince myself I only liked her because I'd had a crush on Hannah, and was getting my feelings confused. I was TOTALLY over it. Umm… yeah. Completely, totally over it….
Where was I? Oh… yeah, the concert. Anyway... I was dancing around in the aisle, as usual, trying to get Miley to look at me. She'd just finished singing 'If We Were A Movie' when the band walked off stage. She didn't seem toosurprised by it though, she went and got out an electric guitar.
Then she started playing this song. She didn't introduce it or anything, but I'd heard her humming it under her breath. I knew she'd written it herself, in fact I'd walked in on her once when she was writing it. She was pretty embarrassed at the time, but I'd assumed that was cos she was in her pyjamas...
Now i see that probably wasn't why.
Anyway, I was surprised when she started playing it. She did a Brian Molko, closing her eyes…
(Yes, of course I know who Brian Molko is... Why wouldn't I? Just cos I like Hannah Montana doesn't mean I can't appreciate Placebo! Quit changing the subject!)
Anyway, Miley closed her eyes, strummed her guitar, and opened her mouth. Her voice sounded edgy, scared, but beautiful, and raw. The audience was silent. It was like every single person out there was having a moment with her- each one of them experiencing different emotions and feeling like Miley was singing just for them. Then again, maybe that was just me. I really thought she was singing it for me.
10 Years from now
I'll walk down that red carpet
On another guy's arm
I'll kiss him in the morning
When I turn off my alarm
I'll tell him that I love him more
Than any guy I've loved before
And you'll know I was lying
But he'll love me back
Cos once upon a time I heard a wise man say
Darlin' over time your life'll change
And friends will grow apart and drift away
And you'll be sorry…
Cos if you let those feelings grow
And you wait 10 years til you let him know
Then that chance just may have gone
So grab his hand, honey just hold on
And tell him the truth
I love you, I love you
5 Years from now
You see me walk down the street
And I'm humming this song
Maybe you'll look at me and wonder
Where it went wrong
Maybe you should explain
Those looks you send my way
Before they kill me
Cos once upon a time I heard a wise man say
Darlin' over time your life'll change
And friends will grow apart and drift away
And you'll be sorry…
Cos if you let those feelings grow
And you wait 5 years til you let him know
Then that chance just may have gone
So grab his hand, honey just hold on
And tell him the truth
I love you, I love you
So I'm gonna scream it out
At the top of my lungs
And I'm gonna sing it loud
Will you hear when it is sung?
When I tell the world the truth
When I tell them I love you
But I was too late
Far too late
And I ran away
I ran away, I ran away
Cos once upon a time I heard a wise man say
Darlin' over time your life'll change
And friends will grow apart and drift away
And you'll be sorry…
Cos I know I'll besorry
One year from now
I'll say hello
And you will smile at me
Even though
You heard this song
And although you miss me
You know I'm broken
And you can't fix me
And I wish I could see that wise man again
And ask what to do
When you fall for your best friend
Do you wait?
Or do you do what I did,
And simply run away
And with that Miley put down her guitar and walked slowly off stage, pausing only to turn and give the audience her shy smile. Then she saw me in the aisle, and her smile seemed to falter. Then she seemed to mentally shake herself. She went into the wings and pulled her band members back on for the final song.
The she did something that surprised me.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, my number one fan is here in the building! Oliver Oken, come up here and join me!"
Needless to say, I was shocked, but I wasn't gonna think twice. I ran up there, and held her hand while she introduced her last song. She smiled at me, but I could tell something was wrong.
I thought we'd have time to discuss the absolutely mind-blowing performance that she's given, but we never did. On stage she'd nodded almost imperceptibly, and squeezed my hand, but i still didn't really understand.
I never actually found out what was wrong. After the concert, the press was all over me. As Hannah Montana's only possible love interest so far, the paparazzi were pretty obsessed with me. I got lots of girls at school throwing themselves at me, and yeah, I liked it. Being rejected wasn't fun, so I though hey, why not? It was a chance for me to get in with the girls. I told them I'd kissed Hannah Montana, and they all wanted a piece of me. Except Miley.
Stories had started being leaked to the press, saying that we were dating,also that I'd dumped her. The most outrageous story was that she had a crush on me,yet I didn't return it and only liked her as a fan of the music! Umm… unfortunately, that was the story I told Candice Cartwright. How was I supposed to know she was an undercover reporter? I thought I was gonna get some action!
Anyways, Miley pretty much refused to speak to me afterwards. And if I thought two weeks without her sucked, imagine how 7 months felt. Yeah… pretty crappy.
I spent seven months sending Lilly to her house with peace offerings, and strumming away at sad songs on my guitar. I only started guitar to impress Miley, yet I'd never had the courage to play to her. I suck at writing words, but I found some poems in my mom's study that I sang as lyrics. Some of them were pretty dark, and pretty cool. I felt like Brian Molko, except straight and without an accent!
I was strumming away when I heard on the radio that Robby Ray was gonna tour. That was when I formed my plan… if we were living together, Miley and me were bound to have to sort out our issues. I'd know where I stood. If she hated me… well, I'd be crushed. But I'd accept it. I just needed her to talk to me civilly, without screaming…
Smokin' Oken… yeah right. All those girls… they meant nothing without Miley Stewart in my life. I meant nothing to them…and they meant nothing to me. Why the hell wasI such an idiot?