Well, disclaimer, I don't own... Anything. So please enjoy.

For all of those who couldn't wait: I did it pretty early, it was supposed to be out Sunday but heck no, I ain't missin' my chance. I'll lose my muse :c... So CH.2 tomorrow, KEEP UPDATED, PEEPS!


Miley POV:

What I mostly did at the flight to Tennessee: I slept. And guess what I did a bit more? I slept! Yup, all the way to Franklin, Tennessee my eyes were SHUT! But you know what? It was worth it. To wake up and look around, then stare at the most awesome guy ever. Nicholas Jerry Jonas.

"Sleepyhead!", he puffed the word at me and I giggled.

"No name-calling! I stood up all night working on a song.", I replied. Seriously, it was agonizing. It may look nice, may look so easy, but I spent hours trying to think of what to write.

"Hey, no more songwriting. Let's just give it a rest for a while.", Nick poked me, and I playfully slapped his hand, then snuggled up to him.

"Okay... But I request five more minutessss.", I frowned sleepily, resting my head against his chest.

"No more five-minute-requests after that?", he looked down at me, and I looked up at him. Now-blue eyes, because of my coloured contacts, meeting with chocolate brown, clear eyes.

"Nope. Not a single one.", then he nodded, and I went back to sleep.

Later that day

Nick POV:

The flight was over, and Miley still wasn't up yet.

"Wake up sleepyhead!", I smiled down at her and raised her up.

"YEAH! WAKE UP!", obnoxiously weird Joe walked over out of nowhere and screamed at her.

"I'M UP! I'M UP! Jeez!", she hissed at him. That was Miley to you all.

"Gah, you couldn't wait for us to properly land?", a rumble came out of my chest after that. It was seriously pop-his-head-off annoying to look at Joe and notice how he loved to wake her up.

"Nooope. It's just so awesome watching her twitch when she wakes u-", he was cut off by Miley sharpening her nails and trying to break free of my grip to get to him.

Joe pretended to hear mom calling him, and he disappeared.

"What's that mom? Oh, I'm coming!", he shouted and ran off.

"Yeah you better run, when I get my hands on youuu!", Miley hissed once more.

Ms. Cyrus walked in and told us to get our suitcases, and that we were in Tennessee. I helped Miley get hers down, and we got off.

A few minutes later

Miley POV:

"I'm gonna kill you!" I screamed and chased after Joe, carrying my suitcase, ending up loosening my grip and smirking. Looking back only to see Nick pick it up, and roll it after himself.

"Not if I disappearrr!", he snickered and hid after the first thick blade of grass he saw.

"Oh I'm still gonna find you. And even if I don't, I'll be waiting.", I grinned wildly, then slowed down my pace to see myself walking as slow as Nick, who was second last.

"Hurry up, slowpoke, you're gonna miss the surprise I have for you! And I want to get home first!", I poked him. Kevin and Danielle were shortly behind, they were a little late with their suitcases, I don't know why. It wasn't so surprising though. Well anyways I didn't see them afterwards, Nick and I hurried up and got first to the house.

"Oh yeah!", I grinned again, then screamed in Joe's face, "IN YOUR FACE! LITERALLY!"

I don't know why I had so much energy, and I could tell Nick was really freaked out.

"What?", I frowned, then grabbed his hand and dragged him off into the stable.

"I am going to show you how to ride a horse!", I grabbed the box with brushes, picks, and other, and smiled at him sweetly with a 'pretty please?' face.

Nick POV:

Well, I just learned that my girlfriend drags people into riding horses. But since she made that unique puppydog face I couldn't deny it. It was really adorable. But seriously, what wasn't adorable on my girlfriend? So I went over, and asked her what to do first.

"Well, first, you need to grab one of those brushes, any brush, and starting brushing the horse.", apparently she didn't give me enough information, and I started brushing it like I'd brush normal hair.

"In a circular motion dummy!", she giggled and started 'brushing' her own horse. What kind of brushing was that? Well, I followed her instructions, even though it was so obvious I didn't really wanna do this, there was just something about her that was created for a puppydog face. I don't know why, but it's like it 'enslaved' me.

So apparently, afterwards, it was pretty much hoof cleaning, saddling, bridling, then climbing.

"I assume you know how to climb a horse?", Miley stared.

"I think so?", I answered, then tried to climb it. First try, was no success, but the second try, oh I just got so lucky! And then, we 'rode off' together. Mostly walking, but it counts!