Hey Ya'll... so this is my first story on fanfiction- does anyone else find it super hard to read from line to line on this format? Way easier with word docs.. I'm sorry if the tenses are a little confusing it was hard switching back and forth from past to present but I hope you get it! There are going to be a few more chapters of this story and i've already written them so if anyone wants to review I would be happy to put them up! Thanks SO much for reading! I hope you enjoy!!!
The rain was falling quietly on the pavement outside as the clock struck seven. The TV was playing on mute in the background across the room. It was exactly the kind of night Miley loved every once in a while. She hardly ever got time to herself with her crazy schedule, and it gave her a chance to catch her breath and think for a little. But on this particular night, she was having a little trouble. Usually she would plop down on her bed and write a song about the emotions she was feeling but the last time she'd used that guitar was with him… And that was the last thing she wanted to be reminded of. Not that she wasn't already thinking about him. The truth of the matter was that being in Nashville again was driving Miley crazy. Even though this was the one place on earth she could really feel comfortable, she hadn't been here since the last stop on her tour back in 07. The night she and Nick broke up.
She tried to stop herself from thinking about it but it was no use. Once Nick was on her mind, there was really no stronger memory she could think of to block him out. In her lazy, daydreaming daze, she rolled herself over and over on her bed until she fell unto the floor and landed with a thud.
"Mile? You okay up there?" yelled Miley's mom from downstairs. "Yeah fine… I just dropped something."
She stuck her hand under her bed and began to feel around. When her fingers detected a large brown box, she grabbed onto it and began to pull. Because of the size of the box it took a little effort to retrieve it from under her bed. When it was sitting in front of her she ran her fingers over the top. In black sharpie she'd written "Nick-12-12-07." It was hard to believe it had been a whole year since she lost him. The memories they'd had together were still so real to her that it could have been yesterday they were in this room, his arms wrapped tightly around her. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath in. Exhaling loudly she opened the box.
The first thing her eyes came across was the picture of their first date. After she and Nick met at a charity event, he'd asked her to his house for dinner with his family in California. They were both thirteen and a little too caught up with each other for their age. It was puppy love at first. They would ride around the neighborhood on bikes, go swimming in her pool, and spend endless summer nights in the backyard tree house she and her Dad built their first week in LA. It was in that tree house they'd had their first kiss. Back before she was "Hannah Montana." And before he was one-third of the "Jonas Brothers." Miley loved the first year she was with Nick because it gave them a chance to know each other and create memories without the demands of a Hollywood life. And even once she became the superstar she is today, he never cared about the girl people thought she was. Sure, most people loved her. In Nick's eyes it was impossible not to love her. But there were always people who thought otherwise. And Nick never cared about any of that. He knew Miley better than most anyone in the world. And Miley loved it. At the thought this, she flipped the photo over unable to look at it any longer. Too much. She thought. I don't need to torture myself like this. Ill just look at one more thing and put it away.
The "one more thing" Miley pulled out just happened to be the note Nick had written her one-day while she was on set. Nick had been away for three weeks doing a small tour in different cities with his brothers. He rode his bike to her house and knocked on the door, knowing she wouldn't be there. Lucky for him, her mom stayed home that day and greeted Nick warmly like she always did. She loved that Miley found the one boy in LA with some respect. He was good for her, and everyone could see that. When Mrs. Cyrus let him in, he went up to Miley's room with a bouquet of flowers. Miley's mom had helped him put them in a vase and he left them on the table by the mini sofa in her room. He'd pulled a piece of lined paper out of his pocket and read it once over, making sure there were no mistakes. It was everything he'd felt about her while he was away and even though he felt more open with her than anyone else, he was a little bit nervous to how she'd react. Was this too intense to just leave on a note for Miley in her bedroom? He sighed deeply and shook his head, relieving himself of any doubt he'd felt. I love her, he thought. She'll understand. He folded the paper once and placed in carefully next to the flowers. **** As Miley walked in the house that night she couldn't help but be a little disappointed. Nick had been away for three weeks and she hadn't heard from him once today. Not even a simple text saying "hi." She saw her mom in the living room and sat down on the couch next to her.
"Mom? Can I talk to you?"
"Of course, sweets. What's going on? How was filming today?"
"It was great, but that's not what I wanted to talk about. It's just… I know he's really busy and everything and I completely understand that but sometimes I feel like Nick doesn't even think about me while he's away. I mean I'm usually the one trying to talk to him and today he didn't even bother to call me. I miss him so much sometimes that I can't think about anything but him."
"Mile, that's completely normal. When your dad was on tour for all those years I would sometimes be lucky to talk to him once every two or three days! If you really feel like he's not putting in any effort and it becomes an issue, talk to him about it. But I wouldn't be so sure just yet. I had a little visitor today…"
"What?! Who?!"
"Just go check your room!"
Miley had run up the stairs so fast she was panting by the time she got to her door. In an excited frenzy she'd almost knocked over the beautiful flowers waiting for her. They were pink Lilies with white Hydrangea and blue Hibiscus. Her absolute favorite colors and flowers. She loved that Nick didn't even have to ask, he just remembered. She'd picked them up to smell them when she noticed a little piece of notepaper with "Miley" written on the front. She'd opened it and began reading. As she reached the fifth line her knees went weak and a single tear rolled down her face.
Dear Miley,
It's hard for me to find the words that could possibly begin to express how I feel about you. People have been asking me recently how I feel about all the attention from fans and I tell them nothing could make me happier. It seems to be the answer they're looking for but I can't help but feel guilty for lying. There is one thing that makes me happier. She makes me happier than any other person ever could. When I step out on stage every night and hear the sound of all those screaming people, I think about the sound of your laugh. And the way it makes you scrunch your nose up. I go back to our first kiss. The first time I told you I loved you. And the way I felt when you said you loved me too. I couldn't sleep last night knowing I wouldn't see you when I woke up. So I wrote this. Its everything you are to me. I love you, Miley Ray. Always have always will.
How long will I be waiting?
To be with you again
I need to tell you that I love you
In the best way that I can
I can't go a day without you near
You're the light that makes my darkness disappear
Cause when I hold you in my arms
I know that its forever
I just gotta let you know
I never want to let you go
Cause when you look me in the eyes
And tell me that you love me
Everything's alright
When you're right here by my side
When you look me in the eyes
I catch a glimpse of heaven
I find my paradise
When you look me in the eyes
"STOP! Stop doing this! It's not fair. It's over. I can't do this anymore," shethought. Miley was driving herself crazy. She didn't think seeing this letter would affect her so much. It was written three years ago, when she was fourteen. When they were in love. Now, two days after her seventeenth birthday, Miley was flooded with the memory of her first love. Her only true love. Sure, she'd dated other guys since Nick. She'd even loved one. But she always felt something more for Nick. She placed the note back in the box and slammed on the lid.
As she sat on the floor Miley thought about the last time she'd seen Nick. It was two weeks ago in Los Angeles. She and everyone else on the channel came together to make the music video for "Send it on." It was for charity and overall a pretty fun time. Miley and Nick had talked a lot that during shooting and she hung out with he and his brothers for most all day. It wasn't the first time she'd seen Nick since the break-up or anything. They'd meet at events and red carpets, gone out to lunch; she'd even gone over to his house a few times. Not that it was ever just the two of them it, was for family parties, but the point is, they were friends. Well friends-ish. And Miley couldn't stand it.
"Hun? I'm coming in!" said Miley's mom from outside the door. Miley quickly shoved the box back under her bed. She knew she could tell her mom anything but when it came to Nick; these days she usually didn't feel like talking.
"What are you up to?"
"Nothing. Just um…finishing up a track we were working on last week" Miley lied.
"Oh okay. Can't wait to hear it. Have you given any thought on dinner? I was thinking Chinese. But I'm always open to suggestions!"
"What? Oh yeah, uh…Chinese is good."
"Miley what's going on? I can tell you're worrying about something. Is it Ni-" Just then, Miley felt something vibrating on the floor next to her Mother. They both looked down and saw the screen of her blackberry light up, informing her of an incoming call. Miley's mom looked up to see the reaction on her daughters face after seeing the name "Nick" on her cell phone.
What's gonna happen between Nick and Miley?! You'll find out soon enough!!! Future episodes are going to be a little PG-13 so just be aware of that! If anyone wanted to review that would be AMAZING!!! Thank ya'll SOOO much for reading! Means everything to me!