HI GUYS! Well my name is Elle, and I'm new to the fanfiction scene. Well I really like to write. And I really like Niley.. And I like the sappy love stories…So why not write a Niley Love Story 3 I like the idea too. If you don't know who Niley is…

Its Nick Jonas+Miley Cyrus= 3

My first story is going to be about obviously two friends, Nick Jonas and Miley Cyrus, They've been friends ever since they ran into each other in the town's local meadow. They live in a small town in Tennessee. I'm naming this series, Fearless. Because love is fearless. Love is questions that are meant to be answered and taking chances and having fear, but you love anyways because it's the closets thing we have to magic. I will take a little quotes from Taylor Swift songs and wrap the story around the lyrics in each chapter! Remember the song can change each chapter.. So you never know what could happen! Well here it goes..ENJOY!

Miley's POV

My name is Miley. I live in old' Allentown, Tennessee. Some might call me the towns all around girl. I'm top of my class. I'm pretty girly, except when it comes to sports. I always perform my songs in the town's local square, and I like to believe there is nothing to be mad at in the world. I know just about everyone in town, but that's thanks to my Papa. My Papa, Billy Ray Cyrus, is one of my best friends. He owns the local diner in the middle of town. We are famous for the best Tennessee Pancakes. So most everyone swings by the diner every week. It's right across from the town's church. I work there sometimes on Sundays, with my best friend.

My Best Friend is Nick Jonas. There is a meadow right on the outskirts of town. When I was little I would skateboard down there. Everyone in town knew I was the only one who went down there. So they kept it that way. It was my thinking place. The place were I could think out loud, cry, sing at the top of my lungs and admire the world I live in. Until May 14th. An unexpected visitor had moved into town, little did I know he was also my neighbor. He had gone down to the meadow so have some alone time too.

"Excuse me, but who are you and what are you doing here?" asked 6-year-old Miley.

The young boy was quite handsome. He had a head full of curls and deep brown eyes. The boy answered, "My name is Nick Jonas. I hope you don't mind if I'm here because I don't plan on leaving."

"Well Nick Jonas, you can sit right here with me." I told him.

Ever since then, Nick was my rock. He was my best friend. He was everything to me. We were inseparable. We skateboarded around town together. We would camp outside together. We would write music together. He even worked at the church with me!..But he kind of had too.. His father was a pastor there.

But I am now 14, I'm not the little girl I used to be. And Nick isn't the little boy he used to be either. But we were still inseparable. He was my best friend forever.

Well today was Friday. And Nick and I planned on going down by the meadow. School was almost out. And today was our 9 year anniversary of our friendship. It was May 14th again.

Dialogue:

I saw the red truck pull up. It was Joe, Nick's older brother, driving. Joe had just turned 16 so he didn't mind driving me and Nick around town.

Nick was sitting in the open part of the truck in the back.

"Hey Miles! You ready to go?"

I was sitting on my porch with my papa. I was wearing what I usually did. My distressed jean shorts, white crop top and converse. The only thing that was different was how my body fitted in it. When I was 9, the clothes were a little more baggy. Now, lets just say, the clothes I still wear fit a little more form fitting and look a lot less on my body.

"Hey Nick! Yup I'm ready to go!" I walked down the front porch steps exited my home. And weirdly look up to Nick's facial expression that wasn't normal. It was almost liked he had never seen my face before. Staring at my body with a cheek to cheek grin on his face. I jumped in the back of the truck with him. He grasped me in a big hug. He kept his arm around me as Joe started the truck. More in a friend to friend way of course, at least.. I think? Nick was playing Tim McGraw of course, my favorite singer. As Nick kept his arm around me, I realized he wasn't the little 6-year old boy I used to know. He filled out, a lot more. He was only a little taller than me, but his face had matured a lot more. But his curls and deep brown eyes had stayed the same to my liking.

"So what are we doing tonight?" I asked

Nick replied, "Well I made a picnic basket with PB&J. Brought my boom box with a Tim McGraw mix. But I thought we would just go to the meadow tonight. Just like old times."

I smiled, "I like the way you think Nick..thats why I keep you around."

We both laughed.

Joe dropped us off and told us he would be back at 10. It was only 7, but knowing Nick, he had more planned for the night. He always liked to surprise me. Which I of course loved about him.

Nick and I laid out a blanket and ate our PB&J sandwiches. We started talking about fond memories with each other. Then Nick pulled out his guitar.

"Can I sing you something Miles?"

"Of course you can Nick, I love it when you sing to me."

I rested my head down on his knee as he started to play.

"Miley, Miley, Miley, talkin' about Miley." He sang in his southern twangy voice. It was so calming.

He replaced the lyrics of My Girl. He usually sang me that song when we were riding bikes. I was so content with the moment.

"Miley I am so glad that you are my best friend, because I'm only me when I'm with you."

"Me too Nick, Me too."

Friday night beneath the stars,

in a field behind your yard,

you and I are paintin' pictures in the sky.

And sometimes we don't say a thing;

just listen to the crickets sing.

Everything I need is right here by my side.

And I know everything about you

I don't wanna live without you.

I'm only up when you're not down.

Don't wanna fly if you're still on the ground.

It's like no matter what I do.

Well you drive me crazy half the time;

the other half I'm only trying to let you know that what I feel is true.

And I'm only me when I'm with you.