Good feeling about this, I have. Getting into this, I am.

Excuse me, generating my inner Yoda. It always helps.

Thump. Thump. Thump.

Nick's heart beat in time with the bassist for his opening act. It just wouldn't stop, he could hear it in his ears.

Or maybe it was from the pretty brunette who broke his heart just one month earlier? Maybe.

All of a sudden he heard Big Rob do his usual, "Name" comment to the crazed fan who was outside his door. The answer was one that made is heart come to a sudden stop.

"Well, I'm sure I'm not on the guest list but if you just told him someone wanted to see him I'm sure he wouldn't mind I know him." He heard her ramble aimlessly. She seemed so nervous, he almost smiled.

Almost.

Big Rob insisted, and she finally said her name in a low whisper. So low, in fact, that Nick couldn't hear it. But it didn't really matter. He knew who it was in a second.

Miley Destiny Stewart.

Big Rob sent her away, and Nick could envision her face as she walked away. Nick almost wanted to go out and stop her, but he didn't. There was something holding him back.

"Thank you LA! Now introducing…THE JONAS BROTHERS!!" The crowd went wild as the opening act announced them. A frantic stage lady flew around the corner. She had dyed blond hair and heavy eye makeup.

"60 seconds!!" She yelled into Kevin's ear. He flinched, and turned to her.

"OKAY!" He yelled back. She scurried away. Joe was laughing in the corner, and Nick was sitting on the other side of the room. Under a normal circumstance, he would have laughed. But he didn't feel like it. Not now. Joe noticed his face, and he sighed.

"What do I do?" Nick asked lamely.

"I can't help you, lil bro. This is your problem to figure out. Not mine." Nick rolled his eyes. Joe could be so…Joe. He had the perfect girlfriend, Taylor Swift. They'd been going out for what seemed like forever.

"Thanks. Just…" He rubbed his eyes. "Thanks." He said again. He walked away. The stage lady came over again, this time to Joe.

"Time to go!! GO GO GO!!" She screeched. Joe stared at her, and whipped out his wallet.

"How much do I have to pay you to shut up!" He pulled out two 20s. The lady glared at him, then snatched the money and walked away.

"Lets go, ma brothas." Kevin said. Nick nodded slowly.

Let's do this. I can do this. We can do this.

He snatched up his guitar, and quickly strode passed Kevin.

"Listen man, I don't know how good I'm gonna be tonight." He said to Joe as he passed him. Joe stopped him.

"What? No, no you're gonna be great. No, actually, you're gonna be the best!" He said, getting louder and louder on each demand.

"C'mon man, I'm sorry. I can't really do this. You can take the lead, I'll be out for a while." Nick protested, and tried to turn the other way.

"No! Get back here! Where the hell do you think you're going! Man, we are the Jonas Brothers! Us! We! Me, you, and Kevin. And it will stay that way until we get older!" Nick shook his head.

"Na man. Seriously. Not tonight." Joe just stared at him for a second, and then sent a punch to his face. "What the-" Nick started as he held his bleeding lip. Kevin ran over and pulled Joe away.

"Not now. We've got a show to play." He turned to Nick. "Please man? We're here. We gotta do this." Nick squeezed his eyes shut, and rubbed his head.

"Fine. But I need a break." Joe glared at him, and stalked out. Kevin glanced back at him, and walked out to. Nick was alone in the room for a couple of seconds, and then followed after him.

What did he have to loose?

10 Years Earlier

"Nick, come on!! Can't you stay longer?" Jeremy whined. Nick sighed. Being five was very demanding sometimes. His mom and Jeremy's mom had been in the kitchen talking for a while, and Nick just wanted to go home.

"Sorry Jeremy. Maybe another time ok?" Jeremy sighed, and plopped down on the couch. The truth was, Nick really wanted to get home so he could see Miley again.

"Ok. But next time you gotta stay longer." Jeremy insisted. Nick nodded, and walked towards the living room to where his mom was.

"I'm ready to go mommy." He said, holding out his arms so she would pick him up.

"Alright Nicky, lets get you home." His mom said, scooping him up. They exchanged goodbyes with Jeremy and his mom, and went out to the car. After he was all buckled in his car seat, his mom started driving back home.

"How was your time with Jeremy?" His mom asked.

"Good. We played cars! I was the monster truck, and so Jeremy was the fire engine. And then we went upstairs into his mommy's room and tried on some clothes!" He said happily. That was the funnest part of the trip. His mom looked at him in the rearview mirror and raised her eyebrows.

"Really? Nicky don't do that again. What did you try on?" He thought about it. He didn't understand why his mommy was so angry. They didn't do anything bad!

"Um… a really pretty dress, umm….I think some shirts and pants, maybe. Oh, and shoes." He finished. His mom looked annoyed.

"Nicky, honey, what did the dress look like?" She asked nervously.

"It was kind of…white. And really pretty and big." He said. He was pretty sure that was it. But then he remembered something. "And it was in a clear case. Like from plastic."

"Oh my gosh. Nicky, that was her wedding dress! Honey, don't ever do that again ok? To anyone or anyone's mommy. Understand?" Nick could feel himself start to cry.

"I'm sorry mommy! It was an accident! I won't do it again." He promised. She smiled back at him, and nodded.

"It's ok. I'm just going to call Jeremy's mommy and let him know." She pulled out her slick crazr and called Jeremy's mom.

That was a pretty wedding dress. When me and Miley get married, she should have that dress. He thought. Because they were going to get married soon. He already bought her a ring when him and his brothers went to the corner store. Their mom had given them each a dollar, and Nick found the perfect ring for Miley. All he needed was to make sure she likes him back. They pulled into the driveway.

"Thanks for the ride, mama!" Nick yelled as he ran down the driveway to see if Miley was over. All of a sudden, she was right in front of him.

"Hi Nicky!" She screamed.

"Hey Miles!" He responded. She bounded past him and back into her yard.

"You missed me! I'll come play tomorrow, ok?"

"Ok!" He replied as he watched her leave. He sighed, and walked up to his room. Joe was standing by his door.

"Tell your little friend to stop calling me Joe Joe. It's a baby name." He insisted. Nick looked at him and nodded.

"I'll remember that." He went in his room, and immediately noticed something. His book was moved. And it was opened.

Oh no!

"Joey! Was Miley in my room?" Nick demanded. Joe nodded.

"I chased her." He said simply. Nick groaned and ran over to his open notebook.

Me again.

I'm scared because I don't think or don't know if Miley likes me. She always is being like a friend.

Bye.

She knows. She knows everything. Maybe that was the best time to give her the ring. He reached under his pillow, and pulled it out. It was still just as pink, and just as shiny.

But when he ran over to her house and looked in her window, he saw her and her daddy asleep on the couch.

Another time.

5 Years Earlier

He was sitting in his room, using his computer that was a hand-me-down from his brother. He glanced out the window, and saw Miley crying in her dad's arms. He immediately sprung up.

Oh God no. Please don't let it be her mother. Anything but that.

As he was running down the hall, he ran into Kevin.

"Slow down there, baby brother. Where are you going in such a hurry?"

"Did Tish die?" He asked, still running. Kevin stared at him for a moment, and then ran after him.

"I'm not sure. But I don't know." They ran over to the fence, and hopped over it quickly. They both stuck their noses over the rim of the window.

"I don't see her anywhere." Kevin whispered.

"Who Miley? She's right there." Nick responded, equally as quiet. He got a slap in the back of the head a response. "Ok…ow!" He yelled.

"Shh!! No I was talking about her mom." Kevin whispered harshly. Nick nodded slowly, understanding.

"Do you think…" Nick didn't want to finish the sentence. Kevin sighed, and didn't respond. They both watched as Robby Ray turned his head to look out the window, and saw their faces.

"Crap." Nick muttered. Kevin gave him a little look. He responded with a symbol of a phone. They turned around and ran back home as fast as they left. They dialed the familiar number, and heard it dial for a moment.

"Hey ya'll." Robby Ray said, sounding tired.

"What happened Mr. Stewart?" Kevin asked nervously. Nick waited in the chair, hoping the news wouldn't be so upsetting. "She did what!?" Kevin yelled, sounding shocked. Nick jumped up, and started demanding to know what happened.

"What did she do? Her mom? Miley? What happened?" He questioned. Kevin stuck a finger up, representing one minute please! Nick sat back, and bit his nails. He only did that when he was really nervous.

"Alright sir. No, I won't tell anyone." Nick jumped up to protest, and Kevin mouthed Sit down, you don't count. He slowly sat down. "Thanks sir. Good luck, and I'm sorry." Kevin hung up the phone, and looked out the window to the Stewart residence. Nick wanted to be patient, he really did, but he couldn't take it.

"Come on man don't keep me waiting. What happened?" He insisted. Kevin walked over to him, and sat down.

"Robby Ray found a suicidal note in Miley's desk in her bedroom. It….it mentioned you." He broke off at the end. Nick sat there in silence.

"M-me?" He stuttered.

"I'm sorry man. I really am." Kevin said, patted his shoulder, and left. Nicks body was numb. He did something that effected Miley so much, she thought about killing herself.

And he would never forgive himself for that.

3 Years Earlier

"We gather here today to mourn the death of a loved one…." The priest said. Nick, Kevin, and Joe were seated in the garden at Miley's mom's funeral. Nick was staring at Miley's face. Her eyes looked far away, and they were shining with tears. He squeezed his eyes shut. He didn't want to see her sad face. It was more than he could bear. A song came on, and a quick flicker went through Miley's face. Claire de Lune. Her lullaby. He saw her face crumple as she cried and cried.

2 hours later, and it was over. He looked out his window, and saw Miley leaning out hers. She was saying something, but he didn't see anyone. Then, he saw her gaze was directed upwards. She was talking to her momma. Nick took in a deep breath, and decided to try it.

"Mrs. Stewart, if you can hear me, please come back. Miley needs you. Robby needs you. Heck, even I need you. What am I gunna do without your double chocolate chip brownies? And without you being there any time I needed someone to talk to. Sorry if me and Miley are confusing you right now, by talking to you at the same time. I'm gunna go, I'm sure you want to talk to her more anyways. Love ya Mrs. Stewart. See you soon." He was about to go back in his room, when he realized something. "And if not? See you later."

1 Month Earlier

Nick sat alone at home. There was nothing on TV, Joe was out with Taylor, and Kevin was being a dork and cleaning his room. His parents were on vacation in the West Indies. They often went on exotic vacations like that, He sighed a long, loud sigh, and got off the couch. He looked around the room for his cell phone, and flipped it open, hoping to see a text from Miley. Or a call. Or any form of communication would have been nice. He decided to say something.

To: Miley

Miles, where have u been??

He gave her a couple minutes to respond, and then sent another one.

To: Miley

Miley, r u ignoring me?

Slam. He looked out his window, and noticed Miley moving around upstairs. She made no move for her phone, even though he could see it on her desk. He sighed. She was being so…odd. They hadn't talked in weeks, as if Miley was purposefully avoiding him. He rubbed his temples, and continued to stare through her window. He knew it was kind of stalkerish, but he needed to know if she even got the texts. He decided on sending out another one.

To: Miley

We need 2 talk. Call me plz

Still no movement towards her phone. He groaned. What was up with her? He went downstairs to use the bathroom. When he was out, he looked in her window again. She wasn't there. And neither was her phone. She must have just gone. He texted her again, hoping that she'd at least reply to this one.

To: Miley

Call me now.

Send. He sat around at home for a while, and figured there was nothing to do. So he went down to his basement, and looked for a movie. They had a very big collection, and he had trouble picking one. He narrowed it down to five options; Superbad, American Gangster, I am Ledged, Rush Hour 3, and 1408. Since he couldn't decide, he figured he'd watch all of them. It's not like he had anything better to do.

After two movies, his eyes hurt, and he had a headache. Nick wasn't the lazy type, but he was too comfy to get up. After laying there for 5 minutes, he slowly rolled off the pullout couch, and got on his feet. Maybe a walk will help. He grabbed his shoes and a sweatshirt, and walked downstairs.

"I'm going for a walk!" He yelled.

"Alright!" Kevin responded, still cleaning. God, he was such a dork! Nick walked outside, and immediately felt a little better. Just a quick walk around the block. That's all I need. He took in all his familiar surroundings. The house that had the scary old man, who Miley said looked like a bat. The abandoned lot where him, Miley, Kevin, Joe, Mandy, and Lilly had all played an intense game of truth or dare. He could remember it like it was yesterday.

"Hmm…Nick. Truth or dare?" Joe asked. Nick thought about it. He was feeling rather daring, so he said dare. Joe smiled evilly. "Alright baby bro, you asked for it. I dare you…to kiss Miley!" He exclaimed. Miley opened her mouth wide, and Nick put on a fake expression of horror. But really, he was overjoyed! It was an excuse to kiss Miley! He shrugged his shoulders.

"Can't back down on a dare." He said simply. She nodded, and gulped. Slowly, they leaned forward, and their lips locked. And for ten, beautiful seconds, Nick was happy. He forgot about anything he was thinking about just a second ago, and lived. Their future relationship flashed through his head. Then, Joe pulled them apart.

"Ok guys, I said kiss, not make out." He snickered. Miley turned red and muttered something about Joe being immature, but Nick was smiling. Miley looked up and saw his face. And hers broke out into a smile too.

He was so lost in thought, he didn't realize how far he'd walked. He was all the way at Modern Pizza. Just as he was about to turn around to head back home, he noticed something. It was Miley. With Jake Ryan.

No

His heart fell, and everything else around him blanked out. And when they kissed, something inside him snapped, and he let out a quiet cry. She pulled away and said something.

"Miley?" He questioned. She turned around, and the same look of horror crossed her face as it did that day in the lot, but this time, for a very different reason. He could feel his face getting angrier. "I knew something was going on!!" He turned around and started walking away.

"Nick wait!!" She called after him, but he was already gone.

There was no turning back after this. Nick wiped away the angry tears that dared to escape his eyes, and ran all the way back home.

There was nothing left for him.

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