Hiii guysss! It's Izy =] This is the anticipated 3/5 shot I've been talking about. SO, what you should know before reading: Nick and Selena are in fact dating. Same with Liam and Miley. Neither is for publicity. I think that's all that I should tell you ;] Now, I know I write super long A/N's at the bottom, and I'm sorry for that haha but please don't skip them, they're usually important =D So I hope you all enjoy!! Please please review =] I absolutely love each and every review I get, and I know I say this a lot, but I don't care how long or short they are =] Just knowing that someone liked it, is awesome =] OKAY, enjoy my beautiful readers!

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Nick POV

I was sitting in Mon Beau Café (TOTALLY made up) listening to Selena drone on and on about how her album went gold. I didn't have the heart to tell her that it wasn't that amazing, and that Miley has gotte- ugh shit. No matter how hard I try, I cannot get Miley Ray Cyrus out of my head. I try so hard to pretend like Selena makes me happy, but deep down, there's only one girl who has ever truly made me happy. And she was too busy canoodling with the Australian to even notice me. To say I was jealous would be an understatement. I hated that guy with a burning passion, and I thought for sure the minute Miley heard Stay, she would come running into my arms. That is until the fans got this crazy idea that it was about Selena. I wanted to punch the wall when I saw the trending topic "Selena Stayed". Yeah well guess what, Miley didn't. And that's all I really care about.

I didn't want it to be like this. Miley and I were supposed to be together forever. Just because of one small fight in July, our relationship came to a bitter end. I did everything I could to get her back. I sent her flowers, sorry letters, I called her a hundred times, but she just didn't care anymore. It was like she had given up. I couldn't blame her though. Our relationship was seriously emotionally draining, since we never got to see each other. One of the worst days of my life was when I saw those pictures of her and the Australian kissing. It probably came fourth on my list. First was when my grandfather died, second was when I let Miley go on that awful rainy day in December, and third was when I heard 7 things I hate about you. Seeing her with Justin was definitely tied for fourth along with seeing those pictures of her and the Australian. But almost all of the best memories of my life had her in them. My first was when we got the call from Hollywood Records that they wanted us to be on their label. Mom made my brothers and I a huge cake with the writing "Number 1!!!" on it. My second best memory was my first kiss with Miley. It was surreal. We had found a beach on one of our stops of the tour. It was nighttime and there were tons of beautiful stars in the sky. I told her that she was the reflection of the sky and that the only reason it was so beautiful was because of her. Her eyes shined so bright that night, that they easily overpowered the sparkle of the stars. And that was when we kissed. It was soft and perfect. A moment I would never forget. My third favorite memory was hearing the crowd scream "WE LOVE THE JONAS BROTHERS!!!" at the Best of Both Worlds tour and feeling like I was on top of the world. And my fourth favorite memory was just this summer, when Miley and I found our way back to each other. I never wanted these amazing memories to end and I know that the only way I will be happy, is if I'm with her.

"Nick? Are you there?" I snapped out of it to see an annoyed looking Selena, waving her hand in my face.

"What?" I asked, with a little bitterness in my voice. I was a little pissed that she had taken me out of my daydream about Miley. After all, the only thing she was talking about was her amazing (sarcasm implied) accomplishment involving her crappy album with meaningless songs and fake vocals. I know I'm being mean, but all she ever does is talk about herself. Miley never did that. She always asked about what was going on with me and always seemed so interested when I told her what I did that day. She was always concerned about my diabetes and never failed to remind me to take my insulin. Selena acted like she didn't even care and would look away with a tiny disgusted expression on her face whenever I had to check my blood sugar.

"I was saying, that I just don't get why HR doesn't want me to go on a world tour. My album went gold, Nicky. Does that mean nothing to them??" Ugh, I hated how she abbreviated Hollywood Records as if she owned the place. And when she called me Nicky. Way to make me cringe.

"You have to be patient, Selena. You can't jump into a world tour. You have to work for it." I said, trying to be patient.

"I have worked for it. It took me awhile to pick out the songs I was going to sing," I think you mean the songs that the produced vocals would have to sing…"And the producers would make me sing the songs over and over again as if I was doing badly, when I would do it perfectly the first time!" The producers know what they're doing Selena, you have to sing the songs many times, for them to incorporate the fake vocals in, to hide your voice. But no, I wouldn't say any of that. Selena may have been self-involved, terribly annoying, inconsiderate, and conceited, but she still had feelings, which I had to pretend I cared for.

"Making an album takes a lot of time and work. My brothers and I had to make three albums before getting to go on a world tour. You're still performing in small venues, Selena. You have to be patient."

"That's easy for you to say. You guys get your opportunities handed to you on a silver platter." What? "Your looks have gotten you far. I'm not saying you don't have talent, I'm just saying it's a lot harder for us talented musicians to become popular, than for you and your brothers, with your ridiculously good looks." She said with a giggle, trying to act cute, but failing at it. First, she says that we barely have talent. Then, she says that she has talent. And finally, she says that we didn't have to work to get to where we are? Hell to the fucking no.

"Excuse me? You have no right to say that about us. You didn't have to work at all. The only reason you have a record deal is because Disney will give one to anybody. It has nothing to do with talent. You don't have any musical talent. You flail your skinny pail arms on stage and sing songs you haven't even written. Your album has so much overproduced vocals on it that it shouldn't even have your name on it. You can't do anything and you don't work at all. Stick to acting, Selena." I said with a disgusted look on my face. How dare she say that about my brothers and I? I sat up from my seat and stormed out of the Café, leaving her with a horrified expression on her face. I don't care anymore, I just don't fucking care. I'm tired of this. I want my girl back and I want her now.

Meanwhile

"No, Liam. I don't want to go out for yogurt. All that means is a bunch of paparazzi trying to take snapshots of our every move. I'm tired, I'm just not up to it today."

"But Mileyy, I'm so hungry. And we never go out!" Liam said, his Australian accent evident in his voice. He seems so eager to get out, I don't know what is wrong him.

"We just went out for yogurt yesterday! We go out all the time, Li. We went out for a walk this morning and literally just came back from our meeting for the movie. I'm drained, Liam." I told him. In truth, I hated going out for yogurt without Nick. Yes, Nicholas Jerry Jonas. It used to be our hidden escape. The manager would sneak us in and the paparazzi would never find us. I hated going there without him. It felt like a crime. It really sucked, him always being on my mind. I needed to just put the past behind me, but it was so much easier said than done. Nick was my everything for way too long to just give him up. But besides, he's moved on, why can't I? Selena goes to all of his concerts, they go out to dinner, they have long talks on a friggin bench. Why can't I be happy, too?

"You know what, never mind. Screw the paparazzi, I'm hungry too." I told Liam. His face broke out in a smile and he threw me my jacket. I looked down at what I was wearing and shrugged, not really caring about my crazy colored jeans and plain grey shirt. I'd deal and the paparazzi would have to also.

"Ready?" Liam asked me. Physically? Sure. Emotionally? Hell no.

"Yep!" I replied, with mock happiness. If it were Nick I was with, he would know immediately that I was upset. He could always tell when I was faking an emotion. He knew me almost better than I knew myself. Liam led me out the door and we climbed into my car. I turned on the ignition and we made our way to the yogurt shop. The minute we got there, paparazzi were already swarming the car. I have yet to figure out how they know where we are going and exactly what time. I looked over at Liam and took a deep breath. He was smiling slightly and I didn't understand how he could be so calm with all these people here, ready to take pictures of us.

"Let's go!" Liam said, already pressing the unlock button for the doors. Jeez, he must be really hungry.

"Whatever." I muttered, opening my door and stepping out. I watched as Liam smiled but with a little annoyed expression, almost as if he wanted them to think he was aggravated. I grabbed onto his arm and we made our way through the snapping of pictures and the blinding lights. We finally got into the shop and thankfully, there was no line. I looked up at the menu, not really reading it. I already knew what I was going to get. I got the same thing every time I came here. I'll never forget, nick would get the sugar free vanilla yogurt with chocolate sprinkles, while I would get the chocolate yogurt with vanilla sprinkles. Opposite orders, two completely different people, and yet, one heart.

I finished ordering and so did Liam. As we waited for our orders to be ready, photographers were still snapping away. I saw Liam glance over at them slightly and then turn towards me. Before I knew it, his lips were on mine. I wasn't expecting it at all, and I was a little confused at the spontaneous gesture. I didn't want him to get the wrong idea though, so I kissed him back before pulling away. His kisses were never soft and delicate like Nick's. They never held passion or love in them, like Nick's did. Ugh, there I go again. Nick, Nick, Nick, he's always on my mind. The only reason we weren't together was because of one stupid fight. He wanted me to visit him but I couldn't because I had to do more scenes with Liam for the movie. They were the kissing scenes, Nick's least favorite. He kept accusing me of spending so much time with Liam, when it was pretty evident that we had to. We were shooting a friggin movie together, of course we were gonna spend time together. It was all so overwhelming and I just couldn't take it anymore. His lack of consideration was killing me and I just ended it, right there. He tried calling me a billion times, even sent me flowers and letters. But I just couldn't deal with it. I still love him, I still need him more than ever. But it was just terrible timing. And there's no going back now. I'm with Liam and he's with Selena. This is how it has to be.

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I know what you're thinking. BORRRINNGG. But I promise, next chapter will be FILLED with good stuff. It's already written and I'll just wait for some reviews before posting it! Some scandalous moments coming your way =] Only if you review though!! I need to know that this is worth writing the next chapters for.

BTW, I just recently posted a oneshot called "Dreamland" which is a slightly sad but unique oneshot that some of you may like, so check it out =] haha okay, so please please review! Like I always say, reviews make me smile and give me tons of inspiration! I need to know if you guys like this story, if it's worth writing! I've got ideas, but if you don't like it, I don't mind ditching it and doing something else. So please, review =] Love you guys, hope all is well!!

~Izy