Disclaimer: I swear I might make this story shorter if I have to keep admitting that I don't own Hannah Montana.
Thanks for the reviews. This story may be moving fast, but it is my first after all.
Chapter 9
Miley's POV
We went backstage and hung out for literally two minutes before the concert started. Right before we left the house, someone pulled me into the closet. Here's how our conversation went.
Me: Oliver! What are you doing!
Oliver: Miley, I want to tell you something before we leave.
Me: Well hurry up! The concert starts at five!
Oliver: Miley, I like you.
Miley: I like you too Oliver.
I was confused when I said that.
Oliver: I like you, more than a friend.
Miley: Well I'm glad you said it. I was too nervous.
Oliver: So you like me too? What a relief!
Then Oliver pulled me in close to him and kissed me. All of a sudden, my dad called for us. We got out of the closet, and went to the limo.
When we got in the limo, everyone was looking at us with big, sappy, smiles on their faces. "What?" I asked.
Lilly whispered in my ear, "So, how are you and Oken doing?"
Had everyone seen us come out of the closet together? I punched Lilly playfully in the arm. Everyone stayed quiet the rest of the ride there, until Jackson said, "I bet lots of gay babies were born during this awkward drive."
Leave it to Jackson to ruin silence.
We were finally there. We all headed for backstage. We hung out a bit until I heard, "Hannah in five." I went on stage and said, "How y'all doing tonight?"
The crowd roared with applause, screaming, and whistling. I started singing "I've Got Nerve". After singing that, I sang "If we Were a Movie", "Pumpin' Up the Party", and "The Other Side of Me".
"Now I have a special treat," I said, "My friend Melissa and I are going to sing a duet." We sang our song. Michelle was great, and the crowd cheered twice as loud. We both ran off stage were Michelle was smiling for one of the first times since "the news."