1A/N: Alright. So I know I said this would be up the day after I posted the last chapter, and I'm sorry it wasn't. I really should stop saying these things. It never works out. Haha.

"You'll be fine, Miles. You'll be fine." Miley reassured herself. She was currently standing in front of the long view mirror in her dressing room, tugging furiously on her blonde Hannah Montana wig. She straightened out her outfit, turning side to side in front of the mirror to see the shimmering glitter sparkle off her flowy black top. She took a deep breath, then shook out any nerves that were inside of her.

She turned around to see 'Mike' and 'Lola' waiting for her. They were both looking extremely anxious. Miley thought it was a bit weird; They went to Hannah shows all the time.

"Come on, Hannah! Why do you take a bagillion hours!?" Oliver complained, stomping his foot and pouting like a five year old. Okay, so, maybe it wasn't anxiousness. Maybe they were just annoyed. Miley giggled to herself and rolled her eyes.

"Shut up." She said, her heels clicking as she walked by Oliver and Lilly, grabbing the mick from her father and running onto the stage.

"Are you ready to rock tonight!?"

The screams and jeers of the fan could be heard from backstage, heck, Boston probably heard them. Lilly and Oliver laughed. They heard that, how many times a week? It's was Hannah's opening line, and it never got old.

"Bagillion isn't a word, genius." Lilly corrected him, raising her eyebrows.

"Yeah, it is. Look it up in the dictionary." He grinned.

Lilly rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but giggle. "You really are a donut."

He shrugged, "Yeah, but I'm your donut."

Lilly laughed, "Could you get any more corny?"

He tapped his chin, looking away. He looked back at Lilly, "Yeah." He grinned, "I could." He leaned in and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. Lilly smiled into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck as her gently placed his hands on her waist. They stayed like that for a while until they heard someone clear their throat uncomfortably. They suddenly jerked apart, their faces turning bright red at the sight of Robby Ray.

Lilly bit her lip, "Uh.. Hi, Mr. Stewart." She said awkwardly, looking down at her feet.

Robby Ray just laughed, shaking his head and turning his attention back to his daughter on stage. Oliver and Lilly glanced at each other, only to start laughing uncontrollably.

"Why are we laughing?" Lilly asked in between laughs, clutching her stomach.

"I don't know!" Oliver continued laughing.

Just then Miley, 'Hannah', ran off stage and stared at her two best friends like they had two heads.

"Did I miss something?"

"Nothing at all." Lilly said truthfully, taking a deep breath and containing herself.

"Oookay." Miley said, shaking it off and running to change into her next outfit.

Miley quickly changed, and she was already back on stage singing 'Nobody's Perfect.'

Lilly danced along to the beat, tripping over her own feet ever two seconds. Oliver laughed at her ability, or lack thereof, to dance.

She stopped, and glared at Oliver. "Is something funny?" She asked, raising her eyebrows and placing her hands on her hips.

"Yeah." Oliver chuckled, "Your dancing. But don't worry, you'll be fine. As long as you have," He got up from his chair, spreading his arms and sliding across the floor to where Lilly was standing, "Oken daddy flex."

Lilly burst out laughing, "Oken Daddy Flex?" She rolled her eyes, "You know. It's a good thing your cute."

"You know you love me." He said, putting on a fake, cheesey grin.

"That I cannot deny." She laughed, going in for a hug. It was a fast hug, then a quick kiss on the lips.

"Do you kids ever stop?" Robby Ray asked, walking in right on que. Of course. Lilly and Oliver exchanged glances.

Oliver released Lilly, "Sorry, Mr. Stewart. I just can't keep her off me."

Lilly gaped, smacking his arm. "Not true!"

Oliver laughed, clutching the spot on his arm where Lilly had hit him, "So true!"

"Thank you, Malibu! I love you all!"

The concert was over, and Miley, 'Hannah', was walking running off the stage. She handed the mick to her father, wiping some sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand.

She sat down next to Lilly and Oliver, who were seated on the couch in her dressing room. "Fun night?"

They both nodded, "You did great tonight." Lilly cooed, patting her friends shoulder.

Miley smiled, "Thanks." Then it faded, "But I can't believe school starts so soon."

Lilly shrugged, "I don't know, I think it'll be a good year." She smiled up at Oliver, biting her lip and gazing into his eyes.

"Yeah, it definitely will." He smiled, leaning in and planting a soft kiss on her lips. They didn't hear Miley's protest of them not doing that in front of her. They were lost in each other. They were in love. And from now on, thats how it was going to be.

A/N: I'm the most corniest, cheesiest writer ever. I'm so dissapointed in the ending. Blah! But I had to end it somehow, and this was a pretty difficult story to add a ending to. Well, in my opinion anyways. I don't know. I hoped you all enjoyed reading this story and I want to thank all of you for your kind reviews! It really means a lot that you guys read my story and looked forward to the new chapters. And for everyone who added this story to their favorites or to their alerts, I thank you. It makes me feel all tingely inside! Aha. I love you guys and I cannot thank you enough!

Love, love, love

Stephanie