Hey guys! Ana here. I can't believe I actually wrote this. :O My cousin's addicted to Disney Channel like I am and she likes the story. It means a lot to me. And ever since I started going on this site, I've been addicted. I love the Niley stories I've read here and I hope I can be just as good as the other authors. I hope you like what I came up with from the top of my head. It would help if I heard your opinions so please review!
Chapter 1: Who I Am
Miley was stuck in her hotel room for the night. The paparazzi would never leave her ALONE. She was so happy that all of her dreams are coming true but the paparazzi were more than just a minor setback.
"Miley! Miley! Is it true that Liam proposed?"
"Don't you think it's a little too soon to get married to your co-star that you just met?"
"Is it true that there's ANOTHER fight between you and Selena?
Miley rolled her eyes and decided to act like a stubborn diva. She opened the door to reveal the paparazzi pressing their ears against the door. "First of all, Liam and I are seeing each other but c'mon!!! Marriage?!!! No way! Second, why would I be fighting with her? She's a really good friend!"
She slammed the door and took a deep breath, knowing that the paparazzi would be twisting her words in the next National Inquirer and OK! Magazine.
"Miles, what are you doing?" Miley's mom, Tish, appeared from the bathroom in an evening gown that went well with her bright blue eyes.
"Giving the paparazzi a piece of my mind…For once." She twisted a lock of her hair as if that could keep her distracted.
"Miley, we talked about this…You know that once you get into this business, you're going to have to deal with all kinds of people."
Miley jumped onto her soft bed, happy that she didn't have to go to the Hollywood party. She was so tired. She had to deal with promoting her new songs, choreography, rumor after rumor…
"I still can't believe I danced like a stripper…I didn't even realize it until the video came out. I'm a disgrace and I give a bad name as a role model."
"Honey, you know that your agent pushed you to do it so your music sales can go up."
"But that's because I want people to hear our music. Not just to watch me shake what you gave me."
Tish sighed as she focused to put her blond hair into a neat bun. "Darlin', you're just a seventeen-year-old girl having fun. I see girls at parties dancing on the tables and you don't see anyone judging them."
"But they don't have to deal with everyone watching every move they make. They have "privacy"…" Miley made air-quotes at the word she believed would always be a myth.
Tish could only comfort her at the words that Miley knew were true. She was a celebrity now and her world back in Franklin, Tennessee would only be a memory to think about.
"Do you regret becoming Miley Cyrus? Hannah Montana?"
Miley looked her mother straight in the eyes. Their eyes were like mirrors to each other. "No…It's just…I'm not sure…"
Tish smiled and kissed her daughter's head. "We have fun, don't we?"
Miley decided to smile. "Yeah…We do."
"We can talk about this later. Now I've gotta get going. Your father's so excited about being the host. Him and trying to re-live his mullet days…" Tish rolled her eyes.
Miley laughed and said, "I'm glad some things never change."
Miley was staying at the Four Seasons Hotel in Beverly Hills, California. She had to find a way to get out of this cramped environment. She wanted to walk along the beach and get inspired to write an original song that maybe the record company can for once approve. Miley always had a journal full of songs that were…so different from the bubblegum pop and cookie cutter stuff they made her sing. She liked it at times but that was pretty rare. She rolled her eyes, I should win an Oscar for all this pretending.
She took a peak through the tiny window to see if the paparazzi were still there. They left for the moment because they noticed that Katy Perry had just made a reservation.
She closed the door and turned on the stereo and her favorite song played.
"I want someone to love me…for who I am."
Miley's stomach turned. The sound of his sweet, melodic voice soothed her. Nick Jonas and The Administration's "Who I Am" was playing.
Miley could never go one day without Nick crossing her mind. It was like you couldn't wake up without the Sun shining or there couldn't be a day at school without homework. It was just necessary. Miley could never live a day without thinking about him.
She started twirling around the room as she started gathering up her "Jeanette disguise". Jeanette was a girl who worked at a Salsa dancing restaurant called Deseo. Miley put on a beautiful red satin dress that flowed whenever she moved. She put on her wig of black curls (thank God she adapted to wigs). She put on thick mascara and she playfully used a pencil and drew a mole above her lips. She put bronzer on her face to make her look Hispanic and she put on brown eye contacts. As the final touch, she put on her ballet slippers. She thought that she probably looked like an alien.
Nick's song finally finished and Miley felt recharged. She got her bag and sweater knowing that the beach would be cold. She turned off the stereo as Eminem's song "Crack A Bottle" started playing. Before she stepped out the door, she left a note to her security guard and put on some bright candy apple lipstick.
Jeanette went off for her second shift. Don't wait up. J
Miley was able to run down the stairs alone. The elevator would have too many spectators. She was lucky that this time she didn't have to use her sucky Spanish accent. She couldn't freely walk around the hotel because…apparently, everyone was a fan. Not that it wasn't flattering…But sometimes, it was exhausting…
She was able to walk through the lobby and walk through a side corridor that would lead her to the beach.
I can't wait to get this goop off my face. I feel like Halloween. Not the holiday. The horror movie.
She could finally breathe as she stepped onto the cool sand. The sun had already set and it was officially nighttime. The beach was mostly…isolated. She noticed some couples walking down the beach and she couldn't help but smile.
She realized that she was safe now so she decided to go to the bathroom and change out of her disguise. The bathrooms were empty too, thank God, she thought.
She safely removed the wig and packed it tight into her tote bag and stepped into a stall to change out of the fancy outfit. She wore her sundress that she absolutely loved. She began to wash her face and re-apply her original make-up. How ironic…
She put her disguise into her tote bag and stepped back outside to walk on the shores of California life. It was all so beautiful. "I wonder if I could have had this if I wasn't her…"
"Miley?"
Miley immediately recognized that voice. She was enchanted at the cold breeze of the salty waters. That must be it. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She kept on walking.
"You're not avoiding me, are you?" His voice was crestfallen. She knew he was disappointed.
Miley turned to make sure that it was real…"Nick?" She managed to say.
It was hard for her to take in the sight of the only one she would ever truly love. His curly brown hair was always so cool and in control just like his life was. He knew how to stay out of controversy. I don't deserve him, she thought. He wore a dark blue leather jacket with a plain white tee. He wore his favorite pair of jeans he told her about. He looked like he literally just came out of a movie.
She stared into his intense brown eyes as he spoke. "You're staying in this hotel, too?" His eyes sparkled under the moonlight.
"Yeah…I'm having a photo shoot in a couple of days but I guess you could say I'm on vacation." If you can call paparazzi following your every move a vacation.
It seemed like he could read her mind and he laughed a little inside. It was like he knew what she was thinking. Always one step ahead of her.
"What about you?" She said in the awkward silence. To her, it was nerve-wracking. To him, it was probably just talking to silly little Miley, his friend. Just his friend.
"Joe and I are going to surprise some fans tomorrow in the hospital. This little girl sent us a letter. It was her last wish…So…How could we refuse?" He was so sincere and he wasn't afraid to show his emotions around her. He was always so serious around everyone else.
Miley felt pain stab her heart as she understood. She felt the uttermost sadness for the little girl. "It's very sweet that you're going to go visit her." Miley smiled and bit her lip. She finally said, "Everyone looks up to you."
He chuckled and said, "Me? You're the one everyone can't stop staring at." Including me…
Miley blushed and didn't realize the message behind Nick's words. He was always so sweet to her.
"How are Kevin and Joe?" She blinked as she snapped out of it.
Nick seemed like he was trying to snap out of it himself. "Kevin's Mr. McHappy and Joe…well, Joe's just Joe." Kevin was honeymooning with Danielle, so of course he must be the happiest guy alive and Joe was…well, like Nick said, Joe. She giggled.
Miley loved the relationship the three brothers shared. It made her homesick. She thought about her other siblings a lot.
"How's everything in Team Cyrus?" He said as they walked along the beach together. They could walk for hours if they didn't realize their commitments to the world.
"Everything's cool. My parents are partying at this very moment and my brothers and sisters are all over the place…But it's not that bad…"
"You're strong," he smiled as he squeezed her hand in a way a friend could, "You can get through this. Your family's happy for you and you're living out your dream for them. Isn't that what matters?"
Miley looked up at him for the first time in what seemed like a while. It was hard to look him straight in the eye because if she stared for too long, she thought she'd melt. "You always know what to say." You're perfect in every kind of way I can think of.
"You know you can come to me for anything," he gently said as he calmed her within each moment.
They continued walking and Miley knew that the clock was moving fast. Her parents would be worried sick soon enough.
"So…how are you, Nick?" She wanted to know what was exactly going on with him. She heard the rumors surrounding that Nick was dating a dancer from Camp Rock 2 but she just didn't want to believe it. She was dating Liam for publicity. Did Nick have the same motives?
Nick noticed that Miley was nervous. "I'm good…Really happy with the solo project. And the fans are just great."
Miley faced him. "That's great…But that's not exactly what I meant."
Nick knew what Miley wanted to know. "I'm feeling okay. I'm just…"
Miley realized that Nick was nervous, too. She took his hands and said, "I'm sorry. It's none of my business, anyway."
Nick froze and Miley continued, "I'm just glad you're okay." She smiled to comfort him.
Nick felt so guilty, having Miley so close to him. On tour, he thought about what she was up to. And then he took a glimpse of People magazine and saw Miley's pictures in Paris. His heart was stabbed. He decided to tell her about what he was really up to. "You heard the rumors, huh?"
Miley's eyes widened and she calmed down. "So they're true…" All she wanted to do was drive away. Somewhere far away…Her eyes started to glisten as the water was ready to pour out.
Nick noticed that Miley turned silent. "I know about you and Liam…"
Miley frowned and said, "He's cool. It's just…"
"You both seem really happy together." She could feel the ice in his words.
"Looks can be deceiving." She looked down.
"What does that mean?" Nick's eyebrows crinkled.
"Liam and I are just going out to promote the movie." Miley breathed in as she said that. She needed to clear her conscience and doing that with Nick seemed like the best thing.
Miley noticed that a glimmer appeared in Nick's eyes. Was he happy?
"Well…Courtney and I just went to a concert. We're just friends."
"But you still went," Miley spoke involuntarily. She put a hand over her mouth.
"Because I needed a distraction," Nick challenged her.
"Nick…I need to be honest with you."
Nick raised his head up to look directly at Miley. She blushed at how soft his expression looked.
"I…" She reached her hand to him.
Suddenly, to her and Nick's anger, someone shouted over to them.
"Nick, I've been looking all over for you," Joe said as he came over to them. He raised an eyebrow as he saw the two of them being all what he would call "friendly".
Miley let go of her grip on Nick. "Hey Joe," she smiled, "Great to see you." She couldn't show she was disappointed…
"Hey Miles. Didn't know you were staying here. How's it going?"
"Pretty good. How about you?" Miley smiled as she hugged Joe. She felt stung because she didn't even hug Nick when she saw him. She was too stunned to see him there.
"Lucky that Zac Efron was in the lobby or else I wouldn't be in one piece right now…"
"Always the modest one, I see," Miley laughed.
There's an awkward silence. They could all feel the tension. Nick's eyes were glaring at Joe and Joe realized that he had to leave.
"Well, come hang out later Miles. I have to go. See ya."
Miley's eyebrows narrowed as Joe walked away. Then, she shrugged.
"So…Miley, what did you want to tell me?" Nick smiled shyly.
Miley was trying to avoid looking at Nick because now she wasn't too sure if she should tell Nick how she feels. They've had their ups and downs these past couple of years. And now that they were close friends, she wasn't too sure she wanted to risk that.
She stuttered. "I…I should go. My parents are probably freaking out." She would have to tell him another time. Or maybe she never would…
Nick's smile faded. "Oh…Okay. So…I'll see you later…"
She tries her best to make an honest smile. "Yeah. I'll see you later, Nicky."
Miley began to walk away. If she told him and he turned out to be happy about it, they would be in each other's arms by now.
"Wait!"
Miley turned around, the breeze flowing through her hair.
"Can I see you again?" Nick immediately said.
Miley wasn't too sure if she wanted to answer that question because she would have to face the fear of telling Nick how she felt. She was sure he would bring it up again.
She hesitated as she tugged on her silver charm bracelet. "Sure…"
Nick let her go with a thankful smile. "See ya, Miley."
Her heart skipped a beat as he said her name. Somehow, every time he said her name, it made her feel good.
She smiled shyly and began to run toward the hotel. She remembered that she had her disguise to put on. She looked at her watch. 12:05 A.M.
She thought that it would be easier for her to sneak back since it was late. She took the stairs and tiptoed back to her hotel room. She shut the door and jumped onto her bed, more confused than ever. She took out her cell phone and dialed Demi's number.
"Hello?" The other line said.
"Demi? Are you busy?" Miley nervously asked.
"Nope. You caught me at a good time. What's up?"
Demi Lovato was primarily known as one of Miley's enemies because of her jealousy towards Selena Gomez, Demi's best friend. Selena went out with Nick for a while. Miley was so stung by it that she had to let the anger out somehow. Her best friend, Mandy Jiroux, pushed her to make the YouTube video making fun of the duo. It was such a mistake. Now everyone thought she was a bitch. Just great. It was a spur of the moment. She would take it all back if she could. Even Mandy felt really sorry about it. They were all able to let by-gones be by-gones and finally become great friends.
"I kinda have a problem…" Miley sighed.
"Uh-oh…I could feel it in your voice. Is it about Liam?"
"Try again," Miley said as she knew Demi would guess correctly.
"Oh…Oh! What happened?"
"I saw Nick tonight," Miley mumbled as she put her pajamas on.
"Wait a minute…You guys are staying at the same hotel?"
"I was as shocked as you are…I snuck off to the beach and he found me."
"That's funny…I didn't know they were in LA. What a coincidence…"
"Yup…"
"So…This is about Nick, isn't it? But what about Liam?" Demi knew that Miley and Liam were dating just for the promotion of their new movie.
"Nick knows because I told him," Miley replied.
Demi giggled and said, "I can understand why you'd wanna tell him that."
"You have no idea how I felt when I saw him at the beach. I thought it was literally one of those good dreams that you would eventually realize wasn't real…"
"If you want to know what I think, I think it's a sign. A sign that you two should have a second chance."
Miley turned red as she listened to Demi's words. She was right. "He told me that the rumors about…"
"Oh, they are extremely 100% untrue!" Demi practically screamed. "I feel so bad for Courtney. A lot of girls are out to get her now…It's a shame that we're getting death-threats by simply knowing Nick…"
"Demi, you're right about the second chance…I've been thinking about Nick this whole time. I'm just not sure if he feels the same way."
Demi sighed. "Miley, he sounded kind of miserable when we were filming Camp Rock 2. You have no idea how hard it was for him to look at Chloe in the eyes and play his part."
"Really?"
"Yeah. He seems confused. But he did his best not to show it. Since I know him better than most people do, it was easier for me to see that there was something wrong with him. Some people barely noticed."
Miley's heart ached because of all this confusion. What was going on with him? Even though he seemed okay and said he was when they talked, she was worried. Was he okay?
"Do you think he's…sick or something? Because that's the last thing I want."
"Miley, he's strong. Joe told me that he's getting better and better at managing his diabetes."
"I'm glad," Miley smiled.
"You know, most people don't realize this because they're so obsessed with what they read in magazines but…you're a really sweet person. The way you put Nick's health before what you feel…That means you must be crazy about him."
Miley blushed because no one had ever said something like that to her. And it meant a lot, coming from Demi. "Thank you," she said as she felt a tear slip from her eye. She wiped it away and took a deep breath because she didn't want Demi to know that she was crying, "No one has ever said something like that to me. It really means a lot. Everyone sees me as some stuck-up mean girl who should be in high school. They see me as a selfish fake…But I'm glad you don't feel that way."
"It's the truth, Miley. A lot of people really care about you." She could feel Demi's kindness over the phone.
"It's just…Of course, I love-," she stopped herself before she could say that, embarrassed.
Demi laughed. "It's okay, Miley."
Miley giggled a little. "Of course, I care about Nick…He's my best friend. He's the greatest guy that I'll ever know. But if things don't work out the way I want them to, I just want to know that he'll be all right. Sure, I'll be an emotional trainwreck…But Nick comes first for me."
"Miley, it looks like you know what to do now."
"Yeah?"
"Tell him…That you love him."
Well, I came up with this idea during Christmas and I started becoming a Niley supporter so quickly...And I wanted to be realistic and I hope that as you read this...you'd think the actual people really sound like this lol. I'm dying for reviews. D: I wanna know what you guys think. The next chapter is the beginning of the Jemi arc. I hope you guys stick with me through this. :D And here are some things you might wanna think about if you choose to review: give me some song suggestions for the names of upcoming chapters and any other suggestions are welcomed. (:
Questions: Will Miley ever tell Nick how she feels? What do you think was going through Nick's head when he saw Miley at the beach? Why is Joe really good at showing up at the wrong time? What do you think is going to be on Demi's mind in the next chapter?
Peace. Love. Ana. (:
