So, I haven't done a story in 3 years and I had completely forgotten about fanfiction all together due to school, volleyball and other stuff until recently. I got an email (actually quite a few) about people wanting me to continue on with my stories. However, those stories are from 16 year old me when I was completely obsessed with the idea of Miley and Nick getting back together. I used to stay up all night reading fanfictions hoping one day, "Niley" would reunite. However as we see now, that has not happened and I doubt that it ever will. Just because that is true, doesn't mean that I do not still enjoy writing stories. So, no I will not continue my other two stories, I read over them and they were good for 16 year old me, but I feel like there would just be way to much of change and a gap between the last chapters and the new ones if I continued now. So, I am home this summer from college and other then my 2 summer school courses, I have nothing else to do, so I decided to write a new "niley" story. Except with the other how I left them, I will probably write this one and try to finish it by the end of summer, so even if I get really busy once I go back to school and play volleyball, I already have them written, they just need to be uploaded. So thanks for understand and here is the first chapter of "We are Young," and unlike most "niley" love stories, this entire story will be written in Nick's POV.

Chapter 1: Party in the USA

The day I got accepted into the US Naval Academy was the day that changed my life. I was going to follow in the footsteps of my father and become an officer in the Navy just like my father. My father was one of the top ranked admirals and very well respected in the navy. He always came back from deployments unharmed, but his last deployment changed all that. He wasn't even supposed to go but my mother and I encouraged him because we knew how much he loved being out there. The ocean, the water, it was where he felt like he was alive. My mother and I joined him on a tiger cruise once and saw how he worked, and that is when I knew I wanted to be just like my dad.

I remember I was 14, and I had gotten back from the last day of high school football tryouts, ecstatic because I made the varsity team as a freshman and that doesn't happen a lot at my school, especially in the quartback position. When I got home, I saw 2 navy cars out front and I almost ran inside expecting my father to be home early. However, he wasn't and I don't think I can ever erase that moment from my memories. In my living room was my mother crying her eyes out with her best friend consoling her on the couch, and 2 officers standing in the middle. My mother looked up to me and ran to me and pulled me into a hug.

"Nicolas, I am so sorry. I love you so much and we will be able to get through this together." I couldn't believe it, what turned into the best day of my life, crumbled in a matter of 5 minutes. I didn't want to believe it, my dad wasn't dead. No this is all some sort of sick joke and he was going to come out of somewhere and surprise us both. He was still alive, he wasn't dead, he couldn't be. I pushed my mom off of me and just ran to my room and locked the door. I put my back against the door and slid down and just balled my eyes out. I don't know how long I was there for but I remember waking up to my mother knocking on the door.

"Nicolas, honey? I made dinner if you're hungry." I didn't want to leave the room, but I knew I needed to be strong for my mother so I went down to dinner with her. That dinner was the longest and quietest dinner I have ever experienced in that house. I couldn't handle it so after words, I just went upstairs and grabbed my dad's old year book from the naval academy. See not only was my father top in his class, he was also the star football player for the team. Everyone knew my father and I wanted to be exactly like him. I knew if I wanted to follow in his footsteps, I had to keep up my grades and train as hard as I could every day for football. The first time playing in stadium at the naval academy, I had never felt close to my father. I started as a freshman and by the time my junior year rolled around, NFL scouts were asking me to enter the draft. ESPN even said that I would easily go first round, probably top 10. But I turned it all down, my plan was to graduate, become an officer and make it to admiral just like my father.

That is all behind me, and now I am sitting in my admiral's office waiting my next assignment. When he walks in, I solute him, and he solutes my back and then puts a folder infront of me

"Officer Jonas, here I bring you is your next assignment." I grab it and look inside. There were a bunch of pictures of the president's daughter as well as many known cartel member. "Jonas, your next mission is to protect the daughter of the president. Over the past couple months, the white house started receiving pictures of her while she was in school, out with her friends, and others. With each other pictures were a note that says if the president doesn't comply with the wishes, they will kill her daughter."

"Sir, I do not know how well I will be in this job. See in high school and college, I was never really "good" with girls. In fact they stayed away from me. I was horrible when talking to them, I'm not sure how I'm supposed to do this." I replied nervously, I know it's a huge honor for this to be given to me, but I really am horrible with girls.

"Jonas, I am not asking you to flirt with the girl and get her to like you. I'm telling you that you will watch this girl and keep her out of all harm's way. We do not know who is sending us these letters and until we find out, they want you with her at all time. If anything happens to her, it will be on your ass. Plus, once they figure it out there may be a promotion in your future for doing this."

"I am honored sir, and ofcouse I will do this. But one last question: why me? I am just an officer in the navy, 3 years out of the naval academy. Aren't there people in the CIA and FBI trained for all this?" I was truly confused why I got assigned this.

"I was just as surprised as you were when I was told, however the president asked for you directly to watch her daughter. Something about how he and your father used to be best friends and he would only trust a Jonas with his daughter's life. You may go now son." And with that I leave the room with so many questions going through my head, I can't believe my dad was best friends with the president.

That night I laid in bed looking over the file. Starting next week, I move from beautiful LA to Washington DC to become a professional baby sitter for America's sweetheart, Miss Miley Ray Stewart.