Miley
Present: April 2nd 5:00 pm
I couldn't believe it, could this actually be happening? Those pictures, they were all over the web for yet another time, another batch of pictures that I stupidly sent to my ex boyfriend when I was fifteen. Did this guy know that this was illegal? I had deleted these pictures months ago. Were they not history? Evidently not. Gosh, how could I be so stupid? I knew that pictures could be leaked to the world. It had happened to Vanessa and a lot of others. I guess I just thought that it could never happen to me, why I thought that- I have no idea. Absolutely no idea. The thing that scared me the most was that now, his family had yet another reason to hate me, I never wanted them to hate me, I wish it could be three years ago and we could all be one big happy family again. Miley and the Grey Brothers. You could never hear just Miley or just the Grey Brother because in a way, it was kind of naked like that. Kind of naked, not full on naked, kind of naked, like those photos where I was kind of naked.
Now, I was eighteen. Those pictures, those stupid pictures that I thought were going to help my relationship with Nick, were from three or four years ago. So now, not only do I have my parents' rocky relationship to deal with and my father who I had seen eye to eye with for about a year, I had these pictures too. Why doesn't someone just have one big party and invite everyone from Disney, let's just dig up every historical problem I've ever had, how's that sound?
Feeling my phone vibrate, I looked at it reading a text from an unknown sender.
Reminder: You're formally invited to the part of the year, only A listers invited!
I had to stop reading-because this just sucks! Oh, oh gosh, no. Please, this isn't happening. Great, just peachy. Let's face it- I can't avoid them. We were brought up together, in the same Disney space. It was going to happen. It was going to happen, I'd be face to face with all of them- yet again. I wasn't going to hate it, even if I wanted to, I couldn't. They were my family, I'd grown up with them. Joe and Kevin, were my best friends and older brothers, Frankie was my little brother, and Nick, oh, Nick, he was my prince charming and even though we're not together and we may hate each other, he will always be my prince charming.
When is the party, I wondered as I continued to read the text.
Vogue is having its annual party. Everyone is welcomed one guest, however please call and inform us at 555-0349 so that we can put their name on the guest list, you all know how posers can be. ;) The party is Saturday, April 3 at 7 P.M. Hope to see you all there!
Tomorrow? Are you serious? Wait? Did I get an invitation for this before? Walking to my study, I searched through dozens of invitations I've gotten for weddings, concerts, interviews, fashion parties, movie premiers, and red carpets. Finally, at the bottom of everything, I found the invitation that was sent in November. Okay, that makes more sense than Vogue, a high fashion magazine party inviting people to a party for tomorrow night tonight. Now, what to wear? And, although this is a random thought, should I get back on Twitter?
Nick
Present: April 2nd 6:30 pm
Feeling a vibration in my pocket, I pulled out my Blackberry and read the message:
Reminder: You're formally invited to the part of the year,
only A listers invited! Vogue is having its annual party.
Everyone is welcomed one guest, however their names must
be on the guest list by now, you all know how posers can be. ;)
The party is Saturday, April 3 at 7 P.M.
Hope to see you all there!
How could I forget? This party has been one of the only things on my mind for months, "only A listers invited", those four words taunted me every morning, afternoon, and night. I even had dreams about what could go on at the party. "A listers only" that means, Demi and Miley will be there, the two best friends who hate our family.
Although I knew that Miley hated me and that I should hate her too, I don't. I never will, she was my Miley. I guess you say, what could make me feel this way, Miley, Miley, talkin' 'bout Miley. Her book had hit the basics of her relationship with "Prince Charming". "Prince Charming" I scoff at that because Prince Charming is supposed to be this perfect man that never hurts the girl, right? Well, if that's the case, I'm the farthest thing from "Prince Charming". To be honest, it disgusts me, how much I hurt her, but then again, she hurt me too. We've both wronged each other. That wasn't ever supposed to happen, we were supposed to always be happy and in love, but time passes and people grow. Some people, no matter how much you want them to, just don't make it to your future. However, the thing is, when their name is popping up everywhere you look, you're constantly being asked questions about them, and racy pictures, pictures that should've never been taken in the first place get leaked, how can forget about that person? Those pictures, I'll admit it, they made me really turned on, but she didn't need to send me pictures for that to happen, just being with her, holding her, kissing her, laughing with her, talking with her, made me want her in ways that I knew I couldn't have. Ways that I couldn't have until I was married, at least. Sure, we weren't the most innocent people, we kissed and we touched, and we made each other go to the highest of highs, but we also screamed and cursed, and made each other go to the lowest of lows. But something that will always ring true, we loved each other. We loved each other so much.
Irregardless, it's over and I know that. I'll see her tomorrow and maybe say hi. Like I said before, I've dreamt about it, dozens of times. We usually end up fighting, but what else is new? It's Miley and me, we fight, we bicker, but at the end of the day, we love each other unconditionally, just like the end of the dreams where we either kiss, get back together, or have dirty sex in the limo, in the coat room, in the bathroom, or in the limo. Sure, sure, I've never had sex in real life, but I'm an eighteen year old man, it's on my mind, my body still aches for it, I still ache for it, especially from Miley. In some of the other dreams, she won't speak to me, she'll glare at me, but she won't speak to me, she just glares, so I don't speak, I just glare, hiding my admiration and love for her. I sound like a single man who's not over his ex, right? Well, part of that is true. Truthfully, I'm dating Samantha. She's a great girl and when she asked me out- I knew I had to accept. Try, that's all I have to do, I have to at least try to fall in love, or at least move on, with someone else. She lives in London though so we don't see each other a lot, but we text, call, or video chat constantly and I fly out there whenever I can. According to her, she's in love with me, according to her heart, I think we're both using each other to get over someone else and oddly enough, that's okay with me.
As I strummed chords on my acoustic guitar I named Rose, I pen in a new song.
Finding love is diffcult
But loosing it is worse
So when you have it
Don't let go
Oh, don't let go, no
I'll admit, it's not my best work, but I don't care, I just want to get my thoughts down on paper.
Joe
Present: April 2nd 6:45 pm
I'm pacing the kitchen of my multi-million dollar mansion nervous because not only am I going to see my ex-girlfriend tomorrow, the one who I made so depressed that she had to go to rehab, the one that I may still have feelings for, I'm seeing my ex-sister too. Ex-sister, odd name for Miles, but it's true, she's like a sister to me. Deciding to take my mind off of things, I decide to sit down, relax, and hop onto the computer. After checking and answering some e-mails from my friends, I decide to go on Twitter. Twitter, the one website my brothers and I vowed never to get, but now, I can't stop tweeting, but neither can they.
Vows. Like promises. Ashley Cullen. That's all I have to say. See, I promised that I'd stay pure until marriage and then, boom! Ashley came into the picture and I feel in love with her. How? I don't know, she was older, different than my Disney star girlfriends or my short fling with Camilla, she wasn't a country starlet who had a song war with me and bashed me on television, she was older and sexier than anyone else I'd ever dated. We broke up two weeks ago and oddly, I'm not as depressed about it as I thought I would be, sure, it sucks but-
WHOA! Miley got a Twitter again? Looking at the tweets I've gotten from my friends, family, and fans, most of my fans tweets are on the lines of:
JoeGrey follow or tweet SmileyMiley! Make it a Jiley/Niley moment! #TrueLoveStewartGrey
JoeGrey FOLLOW SmileyMiley!
Ahh, CAPS LOCK! WHY ARE PEOPLE YELLING AT ME. Just joking.
Typing SmileyMiley into the twitter search, I find her and instantly click the green follow button. Deciding to ease the tension of tomorrow I send her a public tweet.
JoeGrey: SmileyMiley hey! Miss u! Can't wait 2 c u 2morrow!
I bet she won't respond, but it was worth a shot, you know? Moving into a new tab, I check out the gossip sites and scoff at the rumors and lies, articles that read "Joe Jonas, the new player?" "Joe Jonas Checks Out Random Blonde- New Fuck Buddy?" New "Fuck Buddy?" Screw them! No way in hell! I'm allowed to look, but do I look as much as they claim I do? No. Hearing a beep, I gulp, she replied. Immediately, I move back to Twitter and read her reply.
SmileyMiley: JoeGrey Miss u 2! Glad 2 b back in TwitterWorld. What r u up 2?
Tapping my fingers lightly on the keypad, I think of what to say. Maybe we should hang out tonight so it won't be as awkward tomorrow, we could catch up.
JoeGrey: SmileyMiley Hanging out w/ my sister if she's free. R u?
SmileyMiley: JoeGrey Oh, yeah, we're chillin! I'll text u deets!
New Text: Miley 6:50
Hey dude! Miss u! Want 2 check out that new club 341?
New Text: Joe 6:50
Let's stay in. U don't want 2 get caught up in "Jashely" break up drama when people claim ur my girl.
New Text: Miley 6:51
Don't let it trample on ur fun, but if u want 2 stay in we can. Hmm… ur's or mine?
New Text: Joe 6:51
Mine in an hour?
New Text: Miley 6:52
C u then. Glad we're hanging out. Miss u. 2 b catching up.
New Text: Joe
Me 2.
Kevin Grey: JoeGrey and SmileyMiley I want in!
SmileyMiley: JoeGrey's in an hour.
KevinGrey: DanielleGrey?
SmileyMiley: KevinGrey Of course! Haha, is this good w/ u JoeGrey
JoeGrey: KevinGrey SmileyMiley DanielleGrey PARTY AT MY HOUSE!
Nick
Present: April 2nd 7:00 pm
Looking on Twitter, I gasp, Miley joined Twitter again! Should I follow her? I chuckled, her first tweet was a half an hour ago and already, she has tweeted fifteen times and has five-hundred-thousand followers. That's talent right there. Scrolling down, I read her conversation with my brothers. So all I have to do is show up to Joe's house tonight in dire need to tell him something and see Miley. No, Nick, that's dumb. Just leave them alone. It's public Twitter, should I ask them if I can come? That would be cowardly, but I'd get in.
NickGrey: JoeGrey Oh, sure, have a party w/out me. Fine! Love u 2.
JoeGrey: NickGrey U want 2 come? ;) I know u want to come
NickGrey: JoeGrey Yeah, but not 4 the reasons ur thinking. I miss chill time w my bros.
JoeGrey: NickGrey Uh-huh, mine 8. #PartyTime
Miley
Present: April 2nd 8:00
Arriving at Joe's, I wondered what exactly would go down tonight. Nick was coming, Nick was pussy enough to tweet that, what a dumb ass idiot! It's not like Joe could say 'no' to his brother on worldwide Twitter. Ringing on the doorbell, I screamed jumping onto Joe as he opened the door.
"JOSEPH ADAM GREY," I laughed, "I missed you!"
"I MISSED YOU TOO, MILEY RAY STEWART," he yelled back spinning me around. He looked into my eyes and something odd happened, I don't know what it was, but the next thing I knew, I put my lips on his and to be honest, it wasn't that bad.
A/N: WHAT! Oooo, Joe and Miley? Joe, Miley, and Nick love triangle? To be honest, I don't even know. I just start writing and things happen. I really hoped you guys liked it. Please, please, review and favorite, that would make my day! I have a hunch this will be a pretty good storyline. I've been writing for three years, no stop, like a few hours a day so I'll upload pretty quickly. Twice a week possibly. Finals are coming up soon, but I'll try and make as much time in my schedule that I can write as possible. Please review, the more reviews, the more motivation I have! Thank you. I promise, it will get better, i'm terrible at starting stories.