Hmm this didn't take long at all to write. it kinda just CAME to me. but i like it. i think. ehh who cares what i think.
Don't think about it. Deep breaths, that's all that matters. You're going to make it.
Thoughts similar to these went through Miley's mind as she walked through the large crowd.
So what if things don't work. So what? Don't think about it. Just keep walking.
One foot in front of the other. Eyes ahead. It will be fine.
Miley Stewart! Don't you ever think it won't work! It will be fine. Nothing bad is going to happen.
"Um, excuse me?" She said timidly to the bodyguard. He looked down at her with dark eyes that seemed tired. "Can I please…" She took a deep breath. "Can I please talk to Nick Jonas?" The bodyguard coughed into his hand.
"Name." he said simply.
"Well, I'm sure I'm not on the guest list but if you just told him someone wanted to see him I'm sure he wouldn't mind I know him." She said, flustered and scared.
"Name." He repeated, his tone unchanged. She took a deep breath, and closed her eyes.
"Miley Stewart." She whispered. He looked down at her, his eyes seeming much more alert.
"I'm sure he doesn't want to speak to you. Now, or ever." Big Rob said coldly.
"But sir please this is important!" She begged. He turned away from her, and faced the crowd.
"I'm afraid you're going to have to leave." He said, not making eye contact. She stood there, shocked. Then, she turned around, and started weaving her way through the maze of people.
So what if it didn't work out. It doesn't matter.
But that couldn't stop the tears from coming.
10 Years Earlier
"Daddy!!" Miley whined. "Listen to my new song!!" Robby Ray sighed, and but his paper down.
"Go ahead Miles." He said wearily.
Just the time the shadows call
I undress my mind and dare you to follow
Paint a portrait of my mystery
Only close my eyes and you are here with me
A nameless face to think I see
To sit and watch the waves with me till they're gone
A heart I'd swear I'd recognize is made out of
My own devices...
Could I be wrong?
The time that I've taken
I pray is not wasted
Have I already tasted my piece of One Sweet Love?
"Miles that's amazing, it really is, but I need to work on something important." Her dad interrupted her singing. Miley sighed, and walked over to her daddy.
"Work?" She asked with a concerned voice. Her dad didn't even smile.
"Something like that." He muttered. She frowned, and tried to read over his shoulder. He caught her, and sent her to play outside. "The fresh air is good for you baby." She walked outside, and saw her neighbors, Joe and Kevin playing outside.
"Joe Joe!" She called. Joe looked up, and frowned.
"Mileyyy…call me Joe!" He complained. Seven year olds could not be humiliated like that. Miley giggled, and said,
"Is Nicky there?" Kevin shook his head.
"He's on a play date with Jeremy. (A/N totally random name. No significant person or celeb in this story) Sorry!" Miley shrugged.
"Can I come over? Daddy's 'working' and wants me to 'get some fresh air'." She asked. Joe nodded. Miley skipped over, and looked at the three foot fence.
"Joe Joe, its to high. Help me over it!" She demanded. Joe stomped over so he could be face to face with her.
"Stop calling me Joe Joe Miles, and I'll help you over." He said. She sighed.
"Fine. Just help me." She gave in. Joe reached over the fence and lifted her up and over.
"Thanks…Joe Joe." She said slyly, and watched in amusement as Joe got angry.
"Miley Stewart I'm gonna get you!" He yelled.
"You gotta catch me first!" She dared, and sprinted towards the house. She could sense that he was right on her tail, so she ran into the closest room; Nicks.
Click.
The door was locked, and Miley heard Joe's calls from directly outside the room.
"You cant stay in there forever!" Miley giggled, and walked around Nick's room. She wrinkled her nose at the old Transformer and Power Ranger toys. She preferred a Barbie doll and her Polly Pockets to keep her company. Then she saw a notebook labeled, DO NOT READ!! She smiled, and walked over to it. She picked it up, and opened to the first page.
Hi Book.
I just moved to a new house. I live next to a girl. She's pretty.
Bye!
Miley looked at the book, and laughed. Was the new girl her. Boys these days… they were just falling for her so quickly. But it was ok, because she knew she was pretty. Next page.
Hello.
Joe stole my ice cream today. I got mad at him and yelled. Mommy sent me to my room.
Bye.
Miley actually remembered that day. She was next door, drawing with chalk on her driveway, and she could see the whole spectacle over her fence. She skipped a few pages, and then read/
Hi again.
I think I really like Miley. One day, when I grow up, I want her to be my wife, and I want to kiss her. Maybe she'll kiss me now, if I ask her nicely. I'm glad we're friends. She's nice.
Bye.
Miley looked up at the window, and saw the driveway still empty. This was an interesting book that Nicky had. She especially liked the parts about her. She flipped through until she found another one about her.
Hi.
Miley yelled at me today. She said that if I wasn't nice her, our relationship would end. I wasn't sure what she meant when she said relationship. But I'm sure its good.
Bye.
Miley didn't know what relationship meant either. But she had heard it on a show her mommy was watching. "Oh no honey," Her mom had said when she caught her watching it with her. "Not for you."
Me again.
I'm scared because I don't think or don't know if Miley likes me. She always is being like a friend.
Bye.
Miley frowned, and put down the book. Did she like Nick? She sighed, and sat on his bed. She heard a car engine, and saw Nick walk out of his car. Quickly and quietly, she snuck out his door, down the steps, and into the backyard.
"Hi Nicky!" She screamed.
"Hey Miles!" He responded. She bounded past him and back into her yard.
"You missed me! I'll come play tomorrow, ok?"
"Ok!" He called. She ran back into her house, and found her daddy asleep on the couch. She tip-toed over, and glanced at the paper in front of him. Although she was an astonishingly good reader, there were very few words she could understand.
Hospital Bill……Sick……Tess Stewart……Cancer……Dying shortly……about three months……pay or can not help……
Miley froze. What did all those together mean? Was her mommy dying? Was she leaving her? All of a sudden, she room spun. Miley ran over to the couch, and laid down. She pushed all the bad thoughts out of her head, and only thought of Nicky.
She fell asleep within moments.
5 Years Earlier
"Miley Destiny Stewart get down here!" Her father called. Miley winced. Whatever it was, it didn't sound good.
"Coming daddy…" She grumbled. She took her time walking down the creaky, old steps, and eventually arrived in the kitchen where her father was waiting.
"Care to explain this to me?" Her dad demanded. Miley was confused.
"Explain….what?" But then she saw it. The note she had written. It wasn't real, but if she ever needed it, she had it handy. It was a spur of the moment thing. She had read it and reread it so many times she had it memorized.
Dear Loved ones,
Most would never consider doing what I'm about to do. Only a great amount of sadness could will someone to take this extreme measure. But think about it, I'm pretty sad. My best friend moved, my Nicky is mad at me, and my mother is dying. My goldfish just died, I get in so much trouble by all the teachers for no reason, and my one love has decided to not love me back. Don't be alarmed, but this is how it's meant to be. By the time you read this, I should be gone. I love you all, and please don't forget about me.
Love forever, Miley.
"Oh…that. Please daddy let me explain!" She rushed. He cut her off.
"What were you thinking?? Were you honestly thinking of doing this? Killing yourself?" He questioned. His face was angry, but his eyes were sad.
"Oh daddy I'm so, so sorry! I just was very upset and it was just something! I didn't actually plan to carry it out! I'm sorry!" She cried.
"If you're really upset, we can get a counselor!! We can find someone for you to talk to without feeling uncomfortable. But Miley, this is not the answer!" He yelled. She was crying too hard to respond. She just managed to shake her head, and mouth I'm sorry over and over again. "Come here baby." He said, quieter this time. She slowly walked forward, and leaned into his hug.
"Everything is going to be ok. You just wait. Your momma's gonna be fine, Nick will never stop liking you, and you can keep in contact with Mandy. Shhh…stop cryin baby." She took deep breaths and tried to calm down.
It's gonna be ok. It's gonna be ok.
If only she could really believe that.
3 Years Earlier
"We gather here today to mourn the death of a loved one…." She drowned the priest out. She couldn't stop staring at her momma's open casket. Her face, half smiling, even when she's….gone. She couldn't bring herself to say the D word. Her face to be frozen in that position for the rest of eternity. She noticed everyone around her rise, and she followed suit. A song was playing, she couldn't really make out what it was. She tried to listen closely, but she couldn't hear. Then she heard her daddy next to her, humming, and it all became clear. It was Claire De Lune, her lullaby. A quiet sob, escaped her lips, and there was no stopping the tears from there.
2 hours later, the funeral was finally over, and Miley was sitting in her room. She glared at her cell phone, as if it were it's fault she got the call from the hospital. She shifted her attention to the window. There were stars lining the sky, making it look gorgeous. Miley sighed, and laid her head on the window pane.
"Momma? Can you hear me?" She said gently. "I'm not sure exactly, what the rules are with a…a death." The words escaped her lips. Death. Her momma was dead. "Can you still hear me? I hope so. Momma, I really need you. I love you, momma. How am I supposed to go though life without you? In one year, I'll be a teenager. With no one to care for me but Daddy. I'm sure he'll do a fine job, but you're the only one who I could really talk to. Who will ever really understand. Daddy can't talk right now. I think he's asleep. Or something like that. Can you visit Momma? If it's not to much trouble, that is. Or maybe…I could visit you. Temporarily, of course. I have to go, Momma. I'm real tired." She was about to pull her head away, when one last thing came to mind. "If there's…anything you can do, to help me see you. Please do it. I need you. I love you Momma. I love you." She pulled her head away from the window, and collapsed on her bed. She fell asleep whispering I love you.
1 Month Earlier
From: Nick
Miles, where have u been??
Miley looked at the message, and slammed her phone shut. She couldn't deal with him right now. She had something else planned.
"Are you ready?" She looked up, and saw Jake looking down at her. She looked at her phone, and pulled the battery out.
"Now I am." She got up, and picked up her purse. "How do I look?" She asked, only half joking. He pulled her in for a silent kiss.
"Amazing."
"What time is it, Miley? I don't want to miss our reservation." Miley sighed, and shuffled through her purse for her phone. Putting the battery back in, she turned it on. It made that weird Harry Potter theme tone, and then vibrated once.
"5:49" She said.
"Alright, we've got eleven minutes. We should be fine."
VVVV……VVVV……VVVV
Her phone vibrated three times, signaling she got three text messages.
From: Nick
Miley, r u ignoring me?
She bit her lip.
From: Nick
We need 2 talk. Call me plz
"Ohh…" she whispered.
From: Nick
Call me now.
She sighed, and put her phone delicately back into her purse.
"Everything alright?" Jake asked.
"Huh? Oh, yeah fine! Oh look, we're here!" They filed out of the bus, and went into the restaurant.
"Welcome to Modern Pizza! How may I help you today?" Said the all to perky hostess.
"We have a reservation. I believe Ryan is the name? Maybe Jake Ryan?" Jake suggested. She glanced down her list, and found the name.
"Right this way!" They followed her to their table, and took their seats across from each other. Miley looked into his blue eyes, and smiled. She felt bad for what she was doing to Nick, but he said they shouldn't be together. He told Kevin that they never really were meant to be, but he felt bad for her. But as much as she loved Jake's eyes, she found herself wishing she were staring into a pair of deep, chocolate eyes.
"I tell ya Miles, the pizza here is to die for." He bragged. She giggled, and leaned closer to him.
"Just the way I like it."
Two hours later, they were standing in front of the restaurant, waiting for the bus.
"If I eat one more bite of food, I swear I will explode!" She laughed. He smiled, and all of a sudden pulled her close to him. She could feel his breath on her neck.
"What would you do if I told you I really, really liked you?" He whispered into her ear. She couldn't think of anything to say, so she did the next best thing. Pulled him ever closer for a kiss. His lips against hers…hers against his…it was unbelievable. Like nothing she'd ever experienced before. But the whole time, she was imagining another pair of lips. She slowly pulled away, and found she had tears in her eyes.
"I'm sorry, I can't do this." She was about to walk away, when she heard someone call,
"Miley?" She turned around to see a very confused Nick Jonas standing there. Then his face got angry. "I knew something was going on!!" He turned around and started walking away.
"Nick wait!!" She called after him, but he was already gone.
Already gone. From the restaurant, and from her life.
For those of you who already read this, sorry about the Cyrus/Stewart thing. LOL. well then. ok so anyways, i really want u ppl 2 review!! PLEASE im BEGGING U!! plzzz??
