A/N: Well this is my first fan-fic in over...6 years, lol. I started to get back into the flow during work when I realized writing killed soooo much time.

This story is a Nelena fanfic. It starts off as Niley/Taylena but will not end that way. The first few chapters have spelling errors being as I uploaded most through my phone. Bad idea, so bear with me as I eventually take the time to fix the words I messed up and improper punctuations and grammar I might have used.

Thank you so much, I hope you enjoy :)

He ran his fingers through his hair and took a deep breath. As he exhaled he glanced at himself in the mirror. As always, he had a serious look on his face. Why couldn't he just relax? This was his night, not to say 'Hey I've left my brothers', but instead to show them that this is who he was and that these are real feelings of his. He'd explained in interviews, these songs were about real life experiences and moments in his life. Everyone had their assumptions and confirmed their own truths, but his was completely different. If they only knew how he still felt about-

"Knock Knock!" A voice said from behind him. He spun around to see Miley, dressed in short shorts, a tiny vest with a tank top underneath and knee high boots. You'd think she were going clubbing and not to his first show of the night.

"Hey," He spoke with a small smile.

"I just had to come see my handsome man before he performed," She said as she walked over to him, "And tell him how AMAZING he is going to be."

When she reached him, she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. He kissed her back and then hugged her.

"Thank you," He said. "It means so much to me that you're here."

"I love you! Of course I'd come, ya silly!" She let go of him and started to back up towards the door. She blew a kiss, gave him a wink and skipped out the door. He walked over to the table and picked his acoustic guitar up out of it's case. He put the strap over his shoulders and headed towards the stage. When he entered the hallway he saw the Administration going out on stage and his father was talking to someone with Kevin. All he could see was dark shiny hair in between the gap that separated them. Only when she started to leave did he see the shoulder length hair, gray tank, skinny jeans and porcelain skin. Though it was only glimpse as they were at the intersection of 2 hallways and she headed down the one not going in his direction. Kevin and Papa Jonas headed in the opposite direction and Nick sped up to see if he could catch the girl they were talking to. When he got to where they stood, he stared down the hallway she had disappeared into, but her presence was no were to be found. He continued staring until someone called his name and said, "Nick! It's time!"

He regained his focus and shook out his body as he walked to the doors leading to his awaiting fans and family. The screams were loud, but once he stepped foot into the public eye on stage, the screams became deafening. For a moment he feared having to perform in sign language for the rest of his life, but smiled and waved at the adoring crowd. All the while hoping to see her face in the midst of it all.

If it really was her...