The Best Of Both Worlds? Maybe!

Chapter 4 - Escape In Love

NICK'S POV

The boy was confused to why her reaction was very... over-exaggerated. Maybe Hannah Montana was a huge fan of the Jonas Brothers and that she couldn't contain her excitement to meet him like he was? But at the same time, that assumption didn't exactly fit especially when it seemed like the pop star looked baffled with a hint of mortified.

Nick landed a hand on her shoulder and stooped down to her level, resulting to her jolting up in attention from the contact. "Hannah, are you okay?" She stepped away from his touch rather quickly, avoiding his eye contact by looking on the floor and biting her bottom lip. "Are you sick? Did you want me to get you to the hospital?" He continued to urge to try to aid her by taking a step forward, even pressing a hand over her forehead to check her temperature.

Her skin felt hot to his touch and he jumped to the conclusion that she is sick. His eyes wandered on her facial features that displayed a worried look. Glistening deep blue eyes. Slightly pink flushed cheeks. A subtle amount of mascara applied on her eyelashes. His eyes eventually landed on her mauve glossy lips. Nick suddenly felt even more nervous in front of her, not like he wasn't nervous to begin with. Their eyes eventually made contact with one another. An everlasting eye contact. The two were frozen in their spot, nothing can be heard except for their quickened breaths. "I-I'm fine! I'm sorry! Oh, look at the time! It's getting late, I should probably go!" Hannah sputtered out from her lips after turning her head away, pointing at the clock which was at the opposite side of the bathroom. It read 8:21PM.

He chuckled slightly as he caught her mumbling to herself in embarrassment. "A-anyways.. I just gotta go!" Her hand reached towards the doorknob behind her, shutting it tightly behind her after twisting it open. Nick was now staring at nothing but the plain white wooden door with a golden doorknob. Tilting his head in confusion, a smile managed to curve up his lips as he looked forward to his next encounter he'll soon have with Hannah Montana.

MILEY'S POV

Oh. My. God. Out of all people! It was absurd enough that they had to go to the same school as Miley but to meet at a party as Hannah is just too much for her to handle!

The girl was still leaning her back against the door that had the Jonas Brother on the opposite end, giving herself a moment to breathe. Miley looked down to her shoes, starting to daydream to about what occurred. His soft chocolate brown eyes staring deep into hers. Messy curled dark brown hair that hung over his eyes. Effortlessly pale pink lips. She found herself sighing dreamily for a moment, but eventually hit her head as if she was mental to even think that.

At this point, she was just wanted to leave the party as soon as possible. But obviously, before she could bounce out of here, Miley had to find Lilly first. Squeezing herself into the dance floor and frantically sticking her head up to look for a red wig, her eyes finally landed on a similar figure, who was busy chatting to a man who wore an all black suit. The blonde rushed over to her best friend and began to drag her to the exit. "We need to go, like now!" Miley whispered to her ear, earning a skeptical look from her. "Why? What's going on? Did you see Jake or something?!" As a reflex, Lilly's eyes began to scan the crowd to look for the said name. "No, not him! Even wors-"

"Hey! Hannah Montana!" The all black suited man spoke up loudly through the music before grinning at the blonde. "I gotta say, I love Nobody's Perfect!" Miley turned to the man and faked a smile to his direction. "Oh really? That's great, well we have to go no-"

"Everybody makes mistakes, everybody has those days! Everybody knows what- what I'm talkin' abou-" Before he could even finish the infamous line, he realized that the pair was long gone and were already headed to the exit of the party.