Bigger Than Us Chapter 2 Ready, Set, Don't Go, a hannah montana fanfic

Story: Bigger than Us

Author: Clarinet Chica,Lauren Ashleigh

Genre: General Pretty much is going to have anything,

Rating: T, for past situations

Disclaimer: I do not own Hannah Montana. I just really enjoyed it.

Summary: Miley and Oliver slept together at a graduation party, and this is the future. Moliver eventually. Read to find out

Authors Note: This looked a lot longer when i wrote it, but i want to keep it like this just because of the way it is

Music class slowly ended, Oliver sat there watching Marikate no matter what and how she did, she shined so brightly with everything. Her smile was so radiant, just like her mother's.

Michelle, noticed this. She was always so frustrated at it, why Hannah Montana's daughter. Hannah Montana had been her rival when she was younger.

See when Michelle Gerber was younger, she had a secret too, much more so than Hannah Montana. Her dad Bill Gerber had been on the campaign trail for quite some time. She wanted to sing so badly that it didn't matter what it took. One day her parents agreed that if she were too keep quite with a fake identity she could be a singer. She than became Michaela, Hannah's infamous pop rival. However, her dad got elected to be the US senator for the state of Rhode Island, and after Hannah had kicked her butt in Florida, out came Michelle Gerber again, and no more Michaela. No one knew this about her though, and Hannah Montana was going to steal something else that was rightfully hers.

Music finally ended, and she got ready to turn the class back over to Oliver. Oliver however was across the room.

" Who wants one more song?" Oliver asked

The whole class started cheering, Oliver saw Marikate's face light up. He than grew so happy.

He sat on the chair, with his guitar. He looked up and saw Michelle leaving.

" Ms. Gerber, you are more than welcome to stay." He added with a grin on his face.

Michelle forced a fake smile, and sat in the chair in the back of the room in the center she wanted to see the relationship Oliver and Marikate did share. She wondered if Marikate knew her father, she didnt know he was hers for sure, but what they shared, wasn't a teacher student bond.

He tuned his guitar a little, fiddeling with it, he hadn't played it in so long, at least nothing with meaning. He strummed a few chords, than he saw the kids getting eager.

Miley's dad had played this song at graduation for her. It had been written before, on Miley's first official journey on her own.

He cleared his throat awhile, and than looked up. He saw Marikate sitting on her desk right next to Mina anxiously smiling, a nervous smile though.

Oliver smiled at her and started to play, he wanted to know the real Marikate, and everything he had missed. She looked almost like her in every way.

He realized, he wanted her to be his daughter. But why?

He started to sing, he was so nervous at first, he wasn't going to deny now was he?

She's gotta do what she's gotta do
And I've gotta like it or not
She's got dreams too big for this town
And she needs to give 'em a shot
Whatever they are

As he sang, he realized. Miley had to have done what he thought would have been best for her, and for Marikate. He just wondered and didn't understand, why couldn't Marikate have been part of his life

Looks like she's all ready to leave
Nothing left to pack
There ain't no room for me in that car
Even if she asked me to tag along
God I gotta be strong

Did Miley not want him anymore. He thought they were growing close, the way they kissed set off fireworks in his spine, the memories start to flow.

He noticed there were eyes still on him, so he kept going

She's at the startin' line of the rest of her life
As ready as she's ever been
Got the hunger and the stars in her eyes
The prize is hers to win
She's waitin' on my blessings before she hits that open road
Baby get ready
Get set
Don't go

Oliver tried to finish the song, he had to make it through, but what happens if Miley pulled Marikate away from him?

She says things are fallen into place
Feels like they're fallen apart
I painted this big ol' smile on my face
To hide my broken heart
If only she knew
This is where I don't say what I want so bad to say

He smiled as he kept going and wanted to keep singing

He thought about the last time he saw Miley. She wore an emerald green sweater, and jean capris that made her look amazing, with the promise ring he had given her, the stirling silver tiffany one with the round cut diamond on a chin sitting on her neck.

This is where I want to but I won't get in the way
Of her and her dreams
And spreadin' her wings

Oliver knew he should have realized it then, it was around her neck for the first and last time he had ever seen it. Miley had known she was pregnant when she got on that plane for New York, she hadn't told him but she had left. His heart had been broken, now more so he had missed his daughter growing up. Miley had gone to Julliard, and well he was going to UCSB.

Oliver tried to finish the song, he had to make it through, but what happens if Miley pulled Marikate away from him?

He tried to think happy thoughts no matter what they were of there high school years; the nosebleeds, the dates, the dances. He started to smile, as he strummed the chords against his guitar. Actually it was Miley's. Loo Loo as her dad had called it.

The class started cheering.

Marikate gave him a smile. She knew that song, so well her grandpa used to sing it to her everytime before she left. It was her favorite but it had never been published, she loved it though. How did Mr. Oaken know that song.

The lunch bell let out a loud screech, the class ran out abruptly pushing there way through the door. Oliver went and sat down at the desk where Marikate's paperwork sat. He ignored everyone else, He failed to see Michelle leave angrily. Yet there was someone at the door a familiar place he didn't realize stood leaning against the open door frame.

It was now or never. He thought to himself.

He pulled out the paperwork, it sat like the following:

First Name: Marikate

Middle Name: Elizabeth Olivia

Last Name: Oaken Stewart

Birthdate: February 14th, 2011

Mother: Miley Stewart

Occupation: Production Coordinator

Contact Info: (222) 222-9098

Father: Oliver Oaken

Occupation: Unknown

Contact Info: Unknown

He looked at Mileys signature on the page, the penmanship so familiar, he felt a tear roll down his cheek. He looked up while he grabbed a tissue, and for the first time in about 8 years, he saw a familiar face looking in on him.

PLEASE REVIEW! I think the song format got a little screwed up the song itself. Im working on fixing that, and everything double checking.

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