First Author's Note: Really fast update! It's all because of the awesome reviews!! Please keep reviewing! It's the final chapter, I hope you like it!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Hannah Montana or any characters/actors associated with said show. (But I'd sure love to have personal access to Mitchel Musso!)
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FRIDAY:
Today was the day. It was the day that Lilly said that Miley and Oliver would be together or her name wasn't Lilly Truscott. Lilly, on one hand, was extremely confident about her plan, she knew they were both crazy about each other and only needed a push—or shove as the case may be—in the right direction. Miley (right now Hannah Montana) however, was a basket case; she was so nervous. Even more nervous than she was on the day that she had to perform live on Top Rockers when Oliver was mad at her for thinking about bailing on him. Hopefully she wouldn't mess the words up at this concert, which would be disastrous!
"Lola, are you sure about this? I really don't think he likes me; he hasn't talked to me at all since yesterday morning!"
"Are you insane? Of course he likes you! How could you possibly have doubts? You've seen what he was like this all week except for Thursday—he's completely crazy about you!! Right now he's just...I don't know! Do you really expect me to figure out how a boy's brain works? And for the record, you didn't exactly make an effort to talk to him either. Both of you just ignored each other rather than discussing what happened at your house."
Hannah looked at her friend pleadingly, "Could you just try to translate his mind for me? I don't speak or think Oliver-ese! Please?" Lola threw her hands up in frustration.
"Fine, but for the record, I don't speak Oliver-ese either, he's just easy to understand for he's so simple minded. Right now he's probably just stressing to the point of insanity. Since Thursday morning everything's been tense and awkward between you two and that's definitely not what he wants. He probably thinks you're mad at him because of that morning and he's been avoiding you because—you know Oliver, he doesn't handle conflict well. So I'll bet you anything that he's trying to figure out a way to make things better. Just stop thinking about it, don't worry. Perform as if your whole love life and friendship with Oliv—Mike wasn't on the line."
Hannah glared witheringly at Lola. "Gee, thanks. That makes me feel as good as a turkey feels the day before Thanksgiving."
"Bud, you're on in 30 seconds." Miley's dad said, coming around the corner while sticking his moustache on. Oliver, who was in his Mike Standley the third disguise, was following behind him.
"Good luck Hannah, you'll do great!" Mike said, remembering that they agreed on always using the disguise names at concerts; he gave her a brief hug before joining Lola on the sides behind the stage. Hannah could have cried in relief; she was so happy that he was talking to her again! It was agony for her to go even two days without Oliver. She smiled gratefully his encouragement and walked on the stage.
"Hello, Los Angeles! Are you ready to rock?" The crowd erupted in cheers and Hannah Montana began her first song. A multitude of songs later, Hannah ran offstage to change into her other outfit. Lola was waiting in her dressing room.
"Well?" Hannah asked nervously as she put on her next outfit.
"Well it's time! Okay remember the plan. You know what song is last and what to say before you sing it. The question is, are you ready?"
"I'm as ready as I'll ever be."
"Good, now GO! Oh and by the way, Mr. Mike Standley the third over there couldn't keep his eyes off you. Believe me; I was next to him the whole time." Lola grinned at Hannah and all but pushed her out the door and back to the stage where she began singing even more. When it was at last time for her to sing her final song, Hannah looked to the side of the stage and saw both Lilly and Oliver there, still dressed as Lola and Mike.
They saw her glance at them and they both gave her their own silent signs of confidence. Lola winked at Hannah and Mike smiled warmly at her while mouthing something to her. Hannah couldn't decipher it, but it was something encouraging no doubt. On the outside, Hannah flashed a grin back at them, but on the inside Miley was crumbling. She couldn't ruin their friendship by doing this. He might like her, and it seemed like he did, but she didn't want to be the cause if their friendship did evaporate. Yesterday was bad enough, Miley didn't know if she could live through that again.
"Before I sing my last song I'd like to thank y'all for being such a wonderful audience!" Her declaration met with raucous cheers and when they finally died down, she sang.
Take the world, shake it, stir it,
That's what I got going on
I throw my cares up in the air
And I don't think they're comin' down
Yeah I love how it feels right now...
Hannah waved to the crowd after her song was over and ran off the stage knowing that later Lilly—er, Lola—was going to hurt her for not following through with the plan. Hannah had chickened out at the last second, there was just too much at risk. She felt a tap on her shoulder and expected it to be Lola, but instead she whirled around to come face-to-face with Mike; not that she was complaining.
"Hey! Have you seen Lola?"
"No, but I just wanted to say you did great."
"Aw, thanks. I'm glad you think so, I was really nervous: especially about that last song."
"You were fantastic, you always are." He paused and took a deep breath before continuing.
"Listen, Miles," Oliver paused again, unsure of how to go on and momentarily forgetting about the codenames rule. "I'm really sorry about going silent on you for the past couple of days. There's just been so much going on."
"It's okay Oliver, I'm just glad that things are back to normal between us." Her use of the word 'normal' made him wince.
"Things aren't quite normal actually. I, uh, hmm; there's no easy way to..." The sentence trailed off in a sigh. You wouldn't be able to tell on the outside, but internally Oliver was steeling himself and gathering up all his courage for this one moment. This was the only chance he had and he sure as hell couldn't mess it up. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her lightly on the lips. To say that Miley was blown away would be the understatement of the century.
"I know this is really sudden, but I need to say this now; just promise me that whatever does happen, it won't ruin our friendship." Oliver asked when he pulled away.
"I promise." She stuttered.
"I really like you, Miley, and I've liked you for a long time—since before I found out you were Hannah Montana—and...I just don't want to not say anything and then have another guy just take you away before I had the chance to tell you." He said this all in one breath and waited for the reaction from her that would either make his life or break his heart.
"R-really?" The pop star quavered. Oliver nodded; and to that Miley responded by standing on her toes, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him square on the lips. Her hands entangled in his hair while his arms encircled her waist. The two of them were abruptly jolted out of their own little world when the audience was heard yelling for an encore from Hannah. They separated and Oliver smiled at her.
"Your audience is telling you to go back."
"But my heart is telling me to stay here." He let go of her and gently gave her a push in the direction of the stage.
"Go, do your encore; I'm not going anywhere." Hannah Montana slowly made her way back onto the stage wearing a smile brilliant enough to light up the Eiffel Tower. The roars demanding an encore got louder as she came into view.
"Okay, you win. One more song and this one I'd like to dedicate to Mike Standley the third with the hope that he'll pass it onto his friend Oliver."
How did I get here?
I turned around and there you were
I didn't think twice or rationalize
'Cause somehow I knew.
That there was more than just chemistry
I mean I knew you were kind of into me
But I figured it's too good to be true
I said pinch me where's the catch this time
Can't find a single cloud in the sky,
Help me before I get used to this guy
They say that good things take time
But really great things happen in the blink of an eye
Thought the chances to meet somebody like you
Were a million to one
Miley glanced back to where she'd left Oliver and saw him standing in the wings, waiting for her to come back. A glowing smile bloomed on her face as she sang; she and Oliver were finally together, and before the end of the concert. What do you know; Lilly was right after all. Miley made a note to herself to thank Lilly after the concert was over, and after she kissed Oliver again of course.
I cannot believe it, ohh-oh whoa
You're one in a million...
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Second Author's Note: FINISHED!! So...should I consider possibly writing more Moliver? Please review! No flames only constructive criticism.