So, I started this chapter a while ago! I just love it because IT'S- nothing important at all. Nope. Just boring old… stuff. Ya know. Nothing interesting. But, I mean, you should still read it to uh, stay caught up and everything! Yeah. (Tehe…)
The guitar beat sounded, and I watched her jerk her hips to the music. I knew the song. And I was prepared for what was coming. I wasn't, however, prepared for the looks she gave me. Like this one, for example.
I see the way you move from across the room
And I know I'm trippin on you, oh
She winked at me! I was amazed I'd managed to control myself for that.
Boy I'm feeling something real and
I don't know what to do
So excited, I can't hide it
Got my eyes on you
She pointed to of her fingers at her eyes and then her index finger at me. And then, for the rest of the song, she kept giving me these looks. Like, FLIRTY looks! The only thing Jason and Jared could do was shrug. And it just got worse from there.
Headstrong, can you feel the beat?
Melt down, can you feel the heat?
All I could do was nod. Her dancing was enticing. My eyes followed her all over the stage, every twist and turn was stuck in my mind. I was half expecting to find drool in the corner of my mouth.
I want to know you
I want to show you
I got the stuff now
Didn't you get enough?
I shook my head no and watched her smirk satisfactorily. I was vaguely aware of her dad glaring suspiciously at me from the table over. But I didn't care. I was more curious as to why she was suddenly into me. It had to be a trick. Don't I have great self esteem?!
The song soon ended, and before I'd even realized that, I was being pulled up on stage by someone. I think it was Tatiana, but I couldn't be sure. I had no idea how I was gonna dance with those last two performances replaying themselves in my brain.
I already had a clue as to what the next song was, and wasn't surprised by the beat that started playing. This song wouldn't be so bad. Or at least, that's what I thought.
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I smiled devilishly at the next song that came on. I'd seen Jake's reaction to the first ones, and I knew this was really gonna get him. The funny thing was he didn't even see it coming.
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Boy walk in the spot, he's so fresh and
He got what he needs to impress and
Just look at the way that he dressing
I gestured to Jake's outfit and gave an impressed nod.
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Aint no question
Chicks like, ooh
I didn't recall an 'ooh' in the song. Maybe it was just my imagination. I shrugged it off. It must've been her own way of putting a twist on the song. A spot light shone on Miley as she sang:
Girl walk in the spot, she stop traffic
She blowin your mind with her asset
Ok, I KNOW that's not in the song! I had no idea what was going on. So I probably looked pretty stupid standing up there, not knowing what to do. There was only one thing I was expecting now, and I had to do everything I could to remain discreet about it.
Baby, I could see us moving like that
Baby, I could see us touching like that
Baby, I could see us kissing like that
That did the trick. I lowered the blazer around my waste, hoping the dangling sleeves would cover it. I think I did alright.
We don't need no more that he said, she said
And then she repeated those lines. I tried to dance as best as I could considering the circumstances, but that was proving to be a difficult task.
She got this glazed over look on her face.
He said, 'girl ya winning'
Then it changed to a slightly angry one.
She said, 'boy where ya been at?
Stop talking, let's get with it'
She held up her hand and turned away from me. Wow she was right. She's a pretty decent actress. Not that I didn't already know that.
Just like that they
He said 'You're amazing'
She said, "Then why ya waiting?'
No more deliberating
And she looked straight into my eyes. The same way she had during The Math. Ok, I was beginning to believe that maybe she wanted me to do something.
Whatcha doin
Let's get to it
Just like that they
Boy acting as if there's no pressure
She rolled her eyes at the crowd and then sent me a look.
He do anything to get with her
He'd say anything to convince her
Money spent, two diamonds sent her
After those lines, she got a really funny look on her face. Almost apologetic, yet completely self-satisfied. I didn't understand, until she started singing again.
Girl playing it cool, but she's with it
My jaw dropped. I was sure it was about to fall off my face at any moment. Sure, they were somebody else's lyrics, but the way she looked at me told me everything.
She loving the fact that she's gifted
She smiled wide, but all I could do was shake my head disbelievingly. Well fine, if that was how she wanted to play, then I'd play her way.
Everything that he do she gets lifted
And I went up behind her, grabbing her waist and lifting her into the air. I set her down only a few feet away, but she was definitely surprised. Well, whatever I could do.
Feels so wicked
Loving like, oh
She glared at me as she sang those lines. Almost as if to say 'It's on!' She repeated the chorus with the same looks and dance moves.
After that was a very brief pause. And during it she was able to shoot me a really large, evil smirk. I gulped. With Miley, you never knew what to expect.
One night with you
Boy, just one night with you
All the things we could
A million different images and ideas passed through my brain during the few seconds it took her to sing those lines. My situation was becoming even more uncomfortable. How come every time I try to get to her, she ends up coming back harder?! I don't think this game is meant for me. Or I'm just cursed.
Everyday I think of
One night with you
No one else but us two
She quirked an eyebrow. I breathed in deeply and shakily.
All our dreams would come true
If we'd just get together
And she went back to the chorus. However, after that verse, I didn't think anything could make me feel more uncomfortable. And once again, I was wrong.
Give it to me baby
It seemed all I was able to do was gulp fearfully. Although, this time, I was pretty sure my eyes widened as well.
You're gonna like it
She took a step closer to me. I leaned back.
You're gonna want it
Again, I felt my head move up and down. She grinned victoriously.
You're gonna like it
You're gonna want it
She was right up next to me now. And she shook her head as she sang:
We don't need no more that he said, she said, oh
As the last chords played over the speakers, her eyes looked over my upper torso, and I bit back a yelp. Yeah, I'm whipped (as an understatement).
Everyone cheered and applauded. But the only thing I was concerned about was…
"I have to go to the bathroom!" I announced to the backstage crew, my hands balled together, blocking my problem. They all gave me exasperated looks.
"Jake, Jake, Jake!" Tatiana cried, her arms flailing. "You just went a half hour ago!"
"It was 45 minutes!" I corrected. "And I can't help it if I have to go!" She rolled her eyes and groaned, but pointed to the bathroom.
"Just go!" As I took off at a fast walk, she called, "But be quick!"
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"How does he have to pee, again?!" I asked in a disbelieving manor. Jake had gone off to the bathroom yet again, and had left us behind schedule. It was already past eleven, and that was when we were supposed to be finished.
Jason was about to say something, but I interrupted. "I mean, no person should have to pee that much, when all they've had to drink is two glasses of punch! Unless they have, like, a kidney infection." Suddenly I was worried. "Wait, he doesn't a have a kidney infection, right?!"
"Of course not!"
"Then why does he keep going to the bathroom?" The two guys looked at me as though my hair had just changed color right before their eyes. I stealthily reached up to make sure my wig was still on. All good.
"Just think about it," Jared answered, patting my arm and walking away with Jason in tow.
It only took me a moment. And when I understood, I broke out laughing. I had to shove my fist into my mouth to stop it. I ran off to find Lilly.
When I told her, she slapped a hand over her mouth to hide her grin. I glared at her.
"This isn't funny!" She gave me one of those 'get real' looks. "Ok, it's a little funny," I admitted, a smile tugging at my lips.
"Wow, imagine how the stage kiss'll effect him," Lilly commented. My face saddened.
"That's the thing. I don't think it'll happen." Her head snapped back at me, her eyes wide and her jaw slack.
"Why not?!"
"Jake's probably gonna chicken out, just like every other time. Especially now, with everyone watching." Lilly nodded in understanding. It was no secret that Jake had problems when it came to kissing me. He was all talk, as they saw it.
"Well, good luck."
"Thanks."
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I was stunned. Luckily I was able to move myself out of her line of vision before she headed for the stage. I went around the other way and beat her out there. I took my place at the keyboard. She sent me look, and I smiled. Boy was I ready to show her who was chicken!
Jared started playing the acoustic guitar. Yeah, we had live instrumental for this song. After a short time, I began playing the keyboard. Then she began to sing.
There you see her
Sitting there across the way
She don't got a lot to say
But there's something about her
And you don't know why
But you're dying to try
You wanna kiss the girl
She sent a saddened glance my way.
Yes, you want her
Look at her, you know you do
It's possible she wants you, too
She looked back at me and her eyes held a mysterious gleam.
There is one way to ask her
It don't take a word
Not a single word
Go on and kiss the girl
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
My, oh, my
Look at the boy too shy
Ain't gonna kiss the girl
She looked out a the audience and then at me with a disappointed look. I hung my head and focused on the keys.
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
Ain't that sad
Ain't it shame, too bad
You're gonna miss the girl
Go on and kiss the girl
She picked up the mic and slowly began walking backwards. I remained focused on the music.
Now's your moment
Floating in a blue lagoon
Boy, you better do it soon
No time will be better
She was right next to me, and she was shaking her head in agreement with the song.
She don't say a word
And she won't say a word
Until you kiss the girl
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
My, oh, my
Look at the boy too shy
Ain't gonna kiss the girl
She held her hands up in defeat, waving them at me before sharing a consented look with Jared.
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
Ain't that sad
Ain't it shame, too bad
You're gonna miss the girl
She was back to me again, singing almost directly into my ear. And not softly, I feel the need to add.
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
Don't be scared
You got the mood prepared
Go on and kiss the girl
She moved around to my other side, singing into that ear. OW! I refused to look at her. It was all part of the plan. Well, my plan anyway.
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Sha-la-la-la-la-la
Don't stop now
Don't try to hide it how
You wanna kiss the girl
Go on and kiss the girl
I gave him a look that I was hoping said he had full permission to go with the lyrics. But he still wasn't looking at me. He'd glance every now and then, but that was it.
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
Go on and kiss the girl
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
Go on and kiss the girl
I'm sure I looked pretty desperate, but I needed to get something out of him. Anything. But still he stayed focused on his keyboard. For the rest of the song I stayed near him, trying any and everything I could to make him look at me. Nothing!
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
Float along
And listen to the song
The song says, kiss the girl
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
Music play
Do what the music say
You wanna kiss the girl
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
Go on and kiss the girl
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
Go on and kiss the girl
I turned away from him, giving up. I could tell he was too nervous, and I had this feeling that he wouldn't go through with it.
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You've got to kiss the girl
Kiss the girl
Go on and kiss the girl
I had stopped playing, and the only music was coming from Jared's guitar. I was right behind her. As she sang her last note, I tapped her shoulder. She turned around, and I pushed my head forward.
My lips collided with hers. It took her a second to respond, but she definitely kissed me back. I held the back of her head with one hand, while the other held her microphone away from her.
I pulled away after a few seconds, seeing as it was only a stage kiss. When her eyes reopened, they were shining like nothing I'd ever seen. And then something incredible happened. (Though not as incredible as her kissing back.)
She let out a soft, barely hearable "Mm." I half-smiled. The crowd of fellow celebrities were cheering, and we both turned to smile at them.
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So, I'm not ending it here (although it would fit). No, there's still more. But consider this an intermission. And the lyrics up there, basically I combined Ashley Tisdale's version with the original. But it's still the same beat as Ashley's.
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"Wow Hannah, that was some kiss you two shared up there," Ashley noted backstage. The sound of her friend's voice brought Miley back down to earth. It was really amazing she'd manage to descend the stairs without tripping in her two inch heels.
"W-well, it was actually planned," she defended, not ready to face Ashley's 'I told you so.'
"Well, that's not what it looked like. By the way, you sang my songs really well," she complimented before walking away.
Miley slumped into a chair at one of the emptying tables. She was beat. But heck, you would be too if you had to sing 17 songs in one night. It was her new official record. Jake had gotten off easy. Aside from his ten songs and his surprise, Dance With Me, he only had to sing two karaoke. She had done nine, plus Dance With Me and Kiss the Girl.
Her lips started their tingles all over again. She and Jake had kissed on stage for a total of three seconds, but it was like three wonderful seconds of magic. What would it be like when she really kissed him? Yep, she decided, while singing the karaoke songs, that playing hard to get was stupid. He was really hurting. She hadn't realized this until Lilly pointed it out.
He wasn't just flirting around. He really cared about her. And she was finally ready for him to know that she cared for him the same way. And she knew the perfect way to do it, too. This was technically still gonna be her first kiss, and she wanted it to be romantic. And what's more romantic then…
"Hey Jake, wanna go for a walk?" she asked sweetly, looking at the path that circled the Seine River on the side of the Eiffel Tower.
"I thought you were so tired you couldn't move," he reminded. She glared slightly.
"It's called exaggeration. And it's not like I wanna go for a full-out sprint. But, if you don't wanna go, I guess I could just ask Nick Jonas-" that was all she had to say.
"I never I said I wouldn't go! I was just making sure you'd be up for it," he corrected. She smirked inwardly at her successful little plot.
"Great! Just let me go tell my dad we're leaving and grab my purse," she walked off, her mood brightened again by what she knew was gonna come. Whether he'd make it happen or her, was well, a different story.
"Dude, you know why she wants to go for a romantic little stroll by one of the most romantic attractions in Paris, right?" Jared asked, doubting Jake's mind and its comprehension.
"Um, cause she's still amped from singing and dancing and wants to walk off the energy before she goes to bed?" he asked uncertainly.
"No! If that was the reason she woulda just asked Lilly to go!"
"What would who have asked me to go where?" the purple-headed one asked, walking up next to he boys.
"Jake doesn't get why Miley wants to take him for a private walk around the Eiffel Tower," Jason explained. Lilly's eyebrow cocked disbelievingly at Jake.
"You're kidding?!" she hoped.
"Uh, no." He was suddenly getting very confused and nervous.
"Oh my God! How brainless can an A-List actor really be?!" Lilly screamed dramatically to the sky.
"Jake made A-List?!" Jason asked, cutting in.
"And that's why he's a B," Jared stated.
"What does she wanna do?!" Jake asked, getting the subject back on track.
"Well, let's just say, you'll need this." Jared reached in his pocket and pulled out a breath spray. He tossed it to Jake. Thundermint, Jake noted with some delight. He remembered the look that Miley, as Hannah, had when he was about to kiss her with this stuff on Zombie High. Kiss.
The word registered in his brain like a fear. She was gonna kiss him! And it all made sense too! His pants, which still felt incredibly tight, got even tighter when it dawned on him. Before he could say anything else though, like how Jared knew this for sure, Miley came back.
"Ready to go?" she asked looking slightly concerned at him. Maybe it was his sweating, or lack of breathing.
'NO!' he screamed in his head. But his mouth didn't seem to agree with it's logic. 'Selfish!' was all Jake could think as his lips said "Yeah," As they started walking off, his head snapped around and he sent the group a desperate look. Jared just shrugged and mouthed, 'Good luck!'
Jake cringed, praying that he could find even an ounce of courage in his body. Kissing a girl should NOT be this hard. Even a girl like Miley
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They'd been walking for almost half an hour and so far she hadn't tried anything. This relieved him a little, yet frustrated him a lot. As scared as he was to kiss her, the thought of Miley actually wanting him to just made him feel like he'd succeeded in what he'd set out to do. That was a new and wonderful feeling to the movie star.
Now, doubt was slowly consuming him. Maybe she'd just wanted him to come to protect her in case some weird stalker was after her! But something in the back of his mind rejected that possibility. He looked down at her and realized that she hadn't stopped smiling or giggling for practically the entire time.
Whenever he'd make a crack at someone at the party, she'd giggle. It was the cutest thing he'd ever heard. Like when she was on that talk show for that nasty raspberry perfume. Yeah, he'd watched it. So?!
They stopped as soon as they heard the first strum. There was a little park on the left of them, and a small band was set up on a stage in the middle of the grassy field. Jake turned to look at Miley.
He recognized the song as Collide by Howie Day. They continued walking at a much slower pace. It was then that Jake realized Miley had worked her hand into his.
"Jake, how come you're so nice to me?" Miley asked him randomly. He looked down at her puzzled face and a half-smile started on his lips.
"I dunno. I guess it's just too hard not to be," he answered. "And, I guess it's like, for the first time in my life I REALLY have to work hard for something. And trust me, you're worth it."
She looked down at her suddenly interesting shoes and let out a soft, "thanks". She was shy. He'd made Miley Stewart shy! Quick call the world record book again! Write this one down next to her first blush!
They walked in silence for a while. As the song started to close, he spoke. "So, uh, what was that I heard on stage, after the kiss?" he asked in a smug tone. Her face completely flushed. He'd heard?!
"I dunno what you're talking about," she lied terribly. He knew she was lying by the deep shade of maroon her cheeks turned. Oh the harassing things body parts did!
"Uh-huh. Really? I think you're lying."
"Well, what did you think you heard?"
"It was almost like a moan," he explained, still innocently acting as if he had no idea why she'd do that.
"Why would I do anything like that?! That would mean I-" she was cut off by his lips on top of hers. Her eyes widened for a moment before drifting shut. She leaned into him. Everything felt so right, except for one problem; where did her hands go?!
Around his neck dummy!
What are you doing here?!
Like I was gonna miss our first REAL kiss!
Yeah, well, I, um… God, he used thundermint!
Her thoughts drifted away as she got more into the kiss. Despite her annoyance, she listened to the voice and held his neck in her hands. He pulled her in closer, his arms around her waist. He felt her nearly go limp in his arms, so he pulled back. He looked surprised by his actions for a moment.
Her eyes remained closed for another moment, and he smirked a little, any fears gone. When her blue orbs did reopen, her train of thought came back. "- like you," she finished her sentence. "Mm," she nearly whimpered. It was barely audible, but he heard it plain as day.
"What was that?" he asked, still in the same tone, as he smiled victoriously.
She rolled her eyes at him, but still the grin wouldn't go away. Why had she been playing hard to get again?
"Believe what you want, Zombie Slayer," she finalized before walking ahead of him. He smirked after her. He'd finally managed to win a round that night.
Ok, so that's 12 freaking pages for all of you! I felt you all deserved it, seeing as the beginning is a lot of lyrics. Oh, and I'm pretty sure everyone's allowed to review again! So please do so!
Luv Wendy! :)(:
(This is officially my longest chapter EVER! Of like, ANYTHING!)