AN: Here's the update :) I don't own Hannah Montana…more stuff would be happening on HM like this
Lola scooted away from Mike because she saw the press coming, and didn't want to attract any attention.
"Mike Standley and Lola Luftnagle, it's been far far far too long!" Brie Young Tomagahasi Samuels rushed over.
"It's Mike Standley III, but I agree it really has been."
"Wow, cameraman…get a load of this!"
"What?!" shouted the cameraman running over to his boss with video-camera in tow.
"They aren't fighting at all. I think I even saw them acting all coupley. Aww, you guys is there a Mikola?!"
"No. No. No. No." Lola and Mike stated firmly, while looking at each other frantically.
"And why isn't there?"
"We're just friends." Lola spat.
"Yeah…" Mike agreed. Though it felt weird to agree with something that he never ever in his life had ever agreed with, he'd always felt the opposite.
"Yeah, come on. Duh? Me and Mike? Gross!" Lola smiled.
"Me and Lola? Really? Excuse me while I puke!" he laughed while also pretending to gag.
The press laughed at them and Lola saw one smile and wink at the another reporter.
"Well, that's all we needed to know. Enjoy the concert." The reporters giggled at one another and walked away to interview all the other celebrities that were dragged to Hannah's concert to 'support' her.
"Gross?" Mike said to Lola once the press had left, "I'm a little hurt Lilly-Pop."
"Well, 'excuse me while I puke.' Isn't much nicer." Lola rebuttles.
"'Cause I don't wanna dress up tonight." Hannah resounded.
Lola and Mike caught each other's gaze and blushed profusely at the sound of their friend's lyrics.
"Why is it now I'm beginning to catch everything Hannah says in her songs? It's making this unbearable." He sighed and then leaned in close to Lola and whispered, "And did you really have to wear that tight skirt? You look incredible but it's not helping."
Lola smiled hugely and turned around on her heel and then walking away swaying her hips. Mike held himself back and told her, "You're evil, you know that?"
"Look who's talking?" she giggled.
"What?" he asked.
"Um, Mr. no sleeved shirt and took off the jacket right before we got here." She retorted almost sounding like she was scolding him.
"You likey my muscles?" he asked and flexed his biceps, "I'm a Greek god and you know it."
"I am not calling you a Greek god I'm pretty sure I've told you that since I met you."
"One day. One day. You're real feelings will slip."
"Ollie-boy, your 'one day' will never come." She grinned pulling down her skirt a little bit since it continued to ride up throughout this whole night, "Sorry babe." She tacked on in a whisper.
He huffed and crossed his arms as he walked away frowning and disappointed.
"Mikey, come back!" she yelled after him. He continued walking away.
"Mike! Mike Standley! Mike Standley II! Mike!!!! Mike the Greek god."
"Yes?" he said turning around quickly with a huge smile.
"You stink, Mr. Standley." Lola said sticking her tongue out.
"Contraire, Ms. Luftnagle. You are the smelly one." he said putting his face into her hair and coughing as he inhaled the Wig Stick Um.
"Not my fault."
"Take away the glamor, the makeup, the clothes
And forget everything you know
Take away the ego, the trick of the lights
'Cause I don't wanna dress up tonight"
"See, Lola listen to the lyrics: Take away the glamour, makeup and clothes. See the lyrics are outlining our fate."
"And forget everything you know." Lola smiled.
"Take away the ego, the trick of the lights. See, take away the Mike and Lola ego. "
"CAUSE I DON'T WANNA DRESS UP TONIGHT!" they sang along together erupting into laughter.
Everything was beginning to be even more unbearable. The lyrics seem to be building up to one thing. Everything they wanted to do to each other. Oliver and Lilly's minds were not only in the gutter but they were pulling each other deeper and deeper into it.
"Guys, top-say with the ouple-cay stuff-say!" Hannah said coming off the stage for a water bottle.
Lola blushed and removed her arm as Mike just grinned with a smile saying, "She can't keep herself off of me."
"Well, I have to go back onstage for Let's Do This."
"But that's my song." Mike whined.
"My daddy wrote it for me, I can't help that you sang it and Lilly liked it better." Hannah frowned.
"No! I like yours but I like Mike's too." Lola said trying to spare feelings.
"Sure, you don't dance along with mine though…." Hannah frowned and walked on stage.
"Well, that wasn't a complete lie. I just like yours a whole lot better. " Lola smiled at Mike.
"I knew it." He smiled.
Lola smiled right back at him and then pulled up her top which Mike had forgotten she was wearing. He was trying so hard to be the gentleman and not look down at this open opportunity, but had failed multiple times.
"Lola, why did you make me tag along again…?" Mike groaned trying to remove his eyes from this 'opportunity' and put his eyes on her angelic face.
"Cause, I love you and the days of me suffering this alone are long gone. One of the great things about having a boyfriend is you get to drag them wherever and they can't/won't complain because they know that the girlfriend will bring up things they have messed up and how this could be an apology."
"Yep, that's exactly what you did. I shouldn't have even answered the phone." He said looking into her eyes and again groaning. While remembering exactly how the phone call went and he realized how cunning his girlfriend is and this turned him on even more.
Oliver's cell phone rang and he grabbed it, looked at the name and without a second thought answered, "Hey, babe."
"Ollie-Pop, you wanna walk on the wildside tonight?"
"Oooh Lilly, what's in store?" he smirked.
"Costumes….you and me and music that we probably won't be listening too." She said pushing all his buttons and then ending with a seductive, "Cause well, we'll be busy."
"I'm in." his hormones jumped through as he answered her. On the other line Lilly was smiling widely as she has just con-ed her boyfriend into a Hannah Montana concert; which he would have said no otherwise.
"Good, Mike Standley III costume, and don't forget your goatee this time. Last time we had to get a makeshift one out of Thor's fur. And remember people asked why you died your goatee and not your hair?" she reminisced as she reminded him, "Be ready at 5 that's when Miles is picking us up in the limo."
"Wait?! This is a Hannah concert?! Um, NO!" he yelled in the phone.
"Too late, Ollie-Boy."
"Nope I'm not going!"
"Come on, babe….You already agreed."
"I can change my mind!"
"I'm not going alone." She pouted.
"Too bad, you are."
"Nope….Mr. I Forgot Our 100-dayaversarey, or Mr. I Was Sick For My Girlfriend's Birthday and We Still Haven't Had A Time To Hang Out And Make Up For It, or Mr. We'll Watch That Orlando Blume Movie. If you go this will redeem all of this."
"First of all, my name is Mr. Oliver Oscar Oken, not all those names. Second of all, you know I don't like her music."
"Neither do I, so when you come we can make fun of it all! Sound good?"
"I guess, Lilly-Pop." He sighed in defeat, "Just promise me one thing…."
"Uh-oh." She replied because stipulations from Oliver never seemed to go right.
"Backstage Action. Okay?"
"Your such a perv!" she giggled.
"Your dating me…don't tell me you don't enjoy it?"
"I enjoy you. Period. Ollie." She smiled into the phone.
"Back 'atcha, Lils." He said returning the smile.
"Well, we'll pick you up at 5. Be ready!"
"Okay mom, I love you." He groaned in frustration.
"Love you too, son."Lilly replied going along with his frustration.
"Bye, Lilly-Pop."
"I mean it, Ollie-Pop! You better be ready!"
"Okay, I will…bye, babe, love you." He said trying to end the phone call for the third time.
"Love you too, bye."
*click*
The two snapped out of reminiscing of earlier that day and Mike spoke.
"Ya know, I still haven't received much backstage action!"
"We tried…." She sighed sitting back down.
"WE ARE NOT GIVING UP!" Mike yelled and Lola shushed him looking around seeing if anyone was coming. People were coming….the press. Uh-oh!
"Are not giving up what, Mr. Standley?" the main press lady asked them.
"My uh, uh, uh love for Lilly." He said trying to sugar-coat everything.
"Oooh, who is this 'Lilly'?"
"No, no, no…I mean um, lilies."
"You're not giving up your love for a flower. Man, we thought it was something juicy." The lady sighed.
"Sorry." He shrugged.
"Yeah." She said and walked away.
Mike looked to make sure they were gone and then wrapped his arm around Lola, "I don't think they'll be bothering us for a while." He leaned down and kissed the top of her head. The whole time Mike was engaging in this interview Lola was erupting into giggles, "Your love of lilies? Nice save. Very um, manly."
"Oh gosh, they're going to start rumors of Mike being very gay…Why didn't you stop me?!" he yelled.
"I didn't want to. It was really funny." She continued to giggle.
"Jerk." Mike groaned.
"And this next song I want to dedicate to my best friends. This one of their favorite songs. Let's Do This!" Hannah was heard from onstage
"Favorite song?" Mike and Lola stared at each other, "That's a stretch."
Lola coughed out, "Radiohead." As Mike coughed out, "Coldplay."
The ongoing debate continued but stopped as soon as Hannah opened her mouth and they looked at each other and wondered how much longer they'd last.
"I'll turn it on, I'll crank it up
I'll show you all what I'm made of
I'll get loud, I'll wear it out
I'll bring the roof in this house down"
AN: Finally an UPDATE!! I know…I just couldn't find a way to continue it! I hope you enjoyed :)
~IheartORANGE~