Helloooo everybody! I'm back with another one shot! I just had this idea and had to write it sooo let me know what you think! Also if you havent already please check out my Niley story First Loves Stay With You Forever and my other two one shots: Through Her Eyes and Back To The Day it All Began. Thanks so much enjoy and review please!

Nicks P.O.V

"Yo Nick did you hear about the recent Miley scandal?" Joe asked coming into the beat lab. I shut my eyes and gave a big sigh before giving my brother an annoyed expression.

Recently, I knew Miley's been having a lot of trouble. I heard about her parents, the bong, and all the partying she's been doing. I felt so bad for her. I knew she must have felt more alone than ever before, but I couldn't bring myself to call her. I hadn't spoken to her since September when she surprised me on my birthday. That was the first time we had hung out since everything that happened between us. We were just friends. I know what you're probably thinking. What kind of friend doesn't call a friend in need? I knew I wasn't there when she needed me. Again. It was 2008 all over again. But I just couldn't. I wrecked every small possible chance we had at being friends the day I decided to tell her I was still in love with her.

Flashback:

I'm officially 18. I looked in the mirror and still saw the quiet 13 year old in converse staring back at me. Sighing I ran a hand through my curls. I smiled at my friends walking into the bowling ally.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY NICK!" everyone cheered. I grinned as I looked at all the friends and family that wanted to celebrate with me. I couldn't help but wish Miley was there. She was my best friend. Even though I hadn't spoken to her in a while, she would always be my best friend.

"Thank you everybody! Lets bowl!" I cheered, smiling like nothing was wrong. In this business, you get used to it. You just pray that one day you'll be able to convince yourself that everything's fine.

The night went on well but I couldn't help but glance at the door every few minutes, waiting for the hyper blue eyed girl to come bouncing in.

"Looking for someone?" I heard her voice. A huge grin broke out on my face as I spun around to see her smiling face.

"Nobody in particular," I winked at her. She shook her head at me with a sparkle in her blue eyes. I couldn't take it anymore, I grabbed her waist and spun her around, so happy she was here with me. Her giggle erupted all over the bowling ally. I smiled even bigger, knowing it was because of me. Even after all these years I still got butterflies from Miss Miley Cyrus. No other girl will ever make me feel like the way that she does. Believe me, I've tried. Nobody can ever compare to her, or even come close.

"It's so good to see you Miley!" I put her down, keeping my hands firmly on her waist.

"Its good to see you too Nicky! You think I would really miss something this important?" Miley teased. My stomach fluttered at the familiar nickname she gave me on tour.

"With everything…I didn't know," I looked down.

"I wouldn't miss this for the world. Your still my best friend," She softly told me, wrapping her arms around my neck.

"Yeah, I know, but I missed so many important moments in your life over the years. I would have understood," I shrugged gazing into my first loves eyes. What was I saying? Shes still the love of my life. No matter what.

"Its all in the past, Nick," She gently said playing with my curls.

"Is it?" I asked instinctively. I knew it would never be fully in the past. It never could with us. It was always either rain or shine. Always. We've tried and failed every time.

"No," Miley whispered, gazing at my lips.

"MILEY!" I inwardly groaned hearing Demi call for Miley. Sighing Miley broke apart from me.

"Hey Dems!" She smiled hugging her best friend.

"I missed you girl!" Demi squealed.

"I missed you too Demi!" Miley answered back, glancing at me really fast.

Demi must have saw her look and smiled.

"Happy Birthday Nick! What an awesome present having Miley here," Demi happily said.

"Yeah its amazing so have all my friends here," I said looking at her, hoping she got my message. With the long sigh that flowed from her mouth, I'm guessing she did.

"Yeah. Good thing we could put everything in the past, where it belongs," Miley said, making my heart sink.

"Yup. All in the past. Just friends. What we should be," I answered back, giving her a hard stare. We knew inside that we could never be just friends.

"Come on guys! Lets bowl!" Demi grinned, not noticing the tension that rose from Miley and I. The storm would never be over between us.

Through out the night, Miley and I made a big show of being friends. Whenever one of us would tell a joke the other would laugh the loudest, when one of us was going bowling, the other would stand up and cheer. Yet nobody knew, we couldn't be just friends. We had tried over and over, it just never worked.

Later on, I was able to get Miley by herself, while she was returning her shoes.

"Hey Miles can we talk?" I asked her quietly.

"Yeah…talk," She shrugged. I glanced around looking at the photographers.

"Not here, lets go out back, please?" I told her, trying to get her to look at the paparazzi who decided to show up.

"Okay," She said, looking at the really quick. She followed me outside where, no one was.

"What did you want to talk about?" Miley questioned, pretending she didn't know.

I stared at her like she was crazy. I couldn't help but smile because one of the reasons I loved her was because she was so crazy. After all these years, I still loved her. With everything in me. I knew she was the love of my life. She took a step back.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Like what?" I shrugged, taking a step closer.

"Like I'm still the 14 year old girl on Hannah Montana," She whispered, tears forming in her eyes.

"You still are her. Just older," I said, smiling softly taking her hand. As if God knew what was going on, a soft rumble of thunder came. A storm was beginning.

"No I'm not Nick," She shook her head.

"Yeah you are, Miley….," I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath.

"Please don't Nick," Tears formed from behind her eyes, but she didn't break away from me. I had too. Just one more time.

"One last time then. If you can stand there and tell me that you arent still that same girl inside, then it shouldn't matter right?" I smiled, tears forming behind my eyes. Rain came down around us. She looked up, feelings from the break up, rushing right back to us.

"I cant Nick…," She murmured, looking me in the eyes.

"Yes you can, Miley, I know you want it…just one more time," I whispered.

"One last time, Nicky," I took that as permission. I slowly brought my lips to hers and we pretending we were back in 2007 and nothing or nobody ever tore us apart. We pretended we hadn't changed and everything was back to the way it should be. Just for my 18th birthday. She kissed me back with so much passion. I wrapped my arms tightly around her, bringing her even closer as we were soaked. The rain came down forcefully. Breaking apart gently, we stared at each other, panting slightly.

"I still love you," I told her, bravely.

"Why couldn't you just leave it Nick?" She shook her head. I could see the hurt forming from in her eyes.

"Miley why are you so afraid? We make it right if you just tell me you'll stay…everything can go back to the way it was,"

"It cant…We're so different…I'm sorry Nick. I shouldn't have come. Happy Birthday," She whispered, brokenly. With that she gave me one last look with sorrow in her eyes, before turning her back from the storm. She ran and left me standing in the rain. Alone. Heartbroken. Once again.

End of flashback

I couldn't help but think about that day. The last time we saw each other, we couldn't even look at one another. How was I supposed to call her? I knew I was disappointing her, but I couldn't help it. Truth is, I was scared. Sighing I turned and finally answered my brother.

"Now what?" I asked him, curiously.

"Her father spoke out, saying that it was all her fault her family was struggling and getting a divorce. She must be so upset Nick," Joe told me. How could he do that to her? Anger rose from my chest. How could a father do that to his poor 18 year old daughter? It was disgusting.

"Wow. What do you want me to do Joe?" I asked angrily. I wasn't angry and him. I was angry at myself and Billy Ray, for hurting her. Miley must be so broken right now, yet I couldn't do anything about it, that would really help.

"She needs you Nick. Bring our Miley back before she does something we'll all regret," He spat throwing my phone at me, before leaving me to decide, which didn't take that long. I was still Prince Charming after all.

I dialed the number from memory, scared for what would happen once she answered.

"Hello?" Came her muffled voice.

"Hey Smiles," I answered softly.

"Nick," She sighed with relief.

"I heard about what happened…do you want to talk about it?" I whispered into the phone. As soon as I said it, something inside her broke. She just started sobbing into the phone.

"Shh, its okay beautiful. I'm still here for you. Where are you?"

"Nick! It's all my fault. I don't even know who I am anymore," She cried to me. It hurt me to here the pain evident in her voice.

"I know who you are," I gently told her. "Where are you smiles?"

"Home. In LA,"

"I'll be right over. I love you," I couldn't help but let her know. Once I said it, I instantly regretted it. She started crying even harder.

"I love you too," She cried. I smiled, knowing I could help her. She would let me.

"I'll see you soon princess," I called her the old nickname I knew would get a smile from her. Hanging up, I grabbed my coat and keys and got in the car. I couldn't help but thinking about how we said we loved each other. After everything. We loved each other.

Pulling up to her house, I flew to the door and knocked quietly. No answer. Sighing, I opened the door. Memories flew at me as I looked at the same walls. Nothing had changed, yet so much has.

"Miley!" I called, running up to her room. I opened the door to see her computer with her fathers interview. I looked and saw her sitting in the corner on the floor crying. This girl was broken.

Immediately, I ran over to her and she leaned into me. My arms wrapped around her. We sat in silence with me whispered into her ear and her sobbing gently.

"Who am I Nick? I did so many bad things and it all resulted into this. Every one left me. What am I going to do?" Her muffled voice asked. Her head was placed firmly on my chest. We hugged each other like life depended on it.

"You are Miley Cyrus. The love of my life. The girl who can act completely crazy at one minute, but will be your shoulder if you need it. You're not scared to speak your mind, and for that most people respect you. Yeah. You did some bad things Miley…and you cant erase it, but you can move on from it. I believe in you. I'll never leave you," I told her, kissing her forehead.

"You always save me," She whispered, giving me a small smile.

"Someone has too," I teased.

"I love you," She told me.

"I love you too," I smiled, rubbing her back.

The storm was over. She finally broke. I was finally there for her. We would slowly go back to the way things were. Nothing could stop us.

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