DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS!!

Miley's P.O.V

"Yea sure… I guess I'll talk to you later."

"Ok, thanks Miley. You're amazing."

I couldn't respond to that, so I just hung up. I placed my cell phone back on the desk and sighed, loudly.

"You alright there Miley?" my mom asked while walking into the recording studio.

"Yea, I'm ok." I lied while straightening out my shirt. I held onto the shirt, gazing at it. It wasn't what I usually wore, but I decided it to wear it to impress someone who I am, as of now, not seeing today.

"Miles, what's wrong?" she questioned again. This time curiosity ran through the tone of her voice, and I saw the concern in her eyes.

"Oh, nothing." I mumbled. I averted my eyes downward and starred at the beige carpet. I felt like throwing up just looking at it.

"Daddy met a nice man today. His name's Justin. He said you would probably like him." She began with a bit of hope in her voice.

"Oh, really?" I asked. But to be honest, I didn't feel like meeting someone new. I didn't feel like falling in love with another guy.

"Yup, he's Christian and plays the guitar." She winked while gleaming her usual smile.

I forced my lips to curl into a smile. But, guitars and God reminded me of someone else.

"Oh Miley, how 'bout we stay in tonight and watch a movie. I think you need some happiness to fill up whatever is bothering you." She edged over. I could tell she wanted me to spill out my emotions like we used to, but after what he did I could not even speak his name.

"That sounds great Mom."

Brrrrinnnnggggg. Brrrrrriiiinnnnngggg.

My phone began to vibrate nosily on the wooden surface. I immediately reached out and retrieved it and then looked at my Mom.

"It's ok honey. I'll be out in the car when your done." She turned on her heel and left me alone.

I glanced at the phone. It wasn't a call, just a message. I flipped it open.

Hey Miley. How are you?

It was from Joe. I smiled at his concern. He must have knew what happened

I need to see you. Meet you in ten.

I left the room and entered the car, asking my Mom to take me to his house.

Once we arrived, I kissed her cheek and walked up to the house. Before I could ring the door bell, the white wooden door pulled back to reveal Joe standing there.

I opened the screen door and fell into his arms.

"What's wrong with me?" I asked him, murmuring into his right shoulder.

"Miles, its not you… I'ts him." He said.

"Yea, yea,"

"Seriously…. Is someone fishing for compliments here?" he asked while lifting my chin up. I smiled and muttered a 'no'.

"Come on, no one is home. Lets sit on the couch." He left me there and casually walked to the leather couch place in the center of the living room. I sat beside him and sighed.

"I just couldn't see it coming."

"Neither could I" he spoke while avoiding my eyes. "I really did think," he started and then stopped himself.

"Me too Joe. I feel like such a loser for reading the signs wrong." I admitted.

"Hey, no ones the loser except for him! I mean, after all, he is loosing you." He smiled.

I looked up to meet his big brown eyes and smiled back. "He's gonna' regret it." I smiled again. I began to notice how Joe never said his name, I liked it that way.

"He's with her now?" I asked while playing with the ring on my pinky finger.

"Yup." He said in a soft tone. He was starring at my ring too.

"Two years ago," I began. "He gave it to me. He purchased the wrong size but it fit my pinky finger and I insisted on keeping it because it meant so much." I held my breath and started again,

"Does it mean anything now?" I asked, not really towards Joe but more towards myself.

"Miley, of course it does. You guys should really talk." He admitted shyly. I rolled my eyes, if I were to talk to him it would be yelling and … hurtful. "No, forget it that was a bad idea, I'm sorry."

"No, that is what's best."

"Miley, it's just that I've talked to him and he never mentioned her. It's always been you. No joke. The songs, everything. It was always about you." He spoke and rested his head on his palm.

"I just don't get him."

"Really?" I looked up to Joe as I watched him stare at the floor.

"Yea, I mean I know sometimes he has his off days but- oh, wait, you meant," he smiled once he realized his mistake and went back to talking truthfully. "Yea, Miley you were his life.

Everything was about Miley." He answered.

"I don't know what to say, except for the fact that I am just really, really confused." I sighed.

"Me, too, you know I can talk to him…"

"Really?" I asked again, with excitement bubbling in my voice.

"Anything for you Miles, I just won't make it obvious." He smiled deep into my eyes. "You're like the sister I wished I had, or never had." He chuckled.

"And you're like the…" I already have two brothers… "Like the older brother named Joe that I never had." I giggled. He chuckled too while crossing his legs.

"You hungry?" he asked with a smile.

"To be honest yeah, I really could go for an In-and-Out burger but I think he or she or both of them would be there…" I answered softly.

"Who said Burger King was any worse?" he asked while getting up to his feet. His tanned hand reached out and I grabbed onto it and I stood up.

"You really would talk to him for me?" I asked in another soft voice.

"Miley don't worry about it. As long as I get the truth from him so I can tell you, I'll do it. No problem." He smiled.

"Thanks Joe. But, what if it's a bad answer?"

"Then…well … well it won't be. I know my brother Miley, it as to be some good excuse for dating Selena Gomez."

I shuddered at her name and made a face.

"Come on, lets go," he laughed.

I agreed and followed him into his car.

"Oh, and Miley,"

"Yes Joseph?" I responded in a tone as serious as his.

"If its bad thing, which I doubt, I want you to know that I'll help you with it."

Alright, if you guys give me FOUR reviews, I'll update.

Ok, well I think you guys all know who "he" is here. After writing this I realized that this wasn't the best beginning to my story and I regret writing it but this took me like thirty minutes so I really did not want to just erase it.

If you find it boring, tell me… please!!!!!

Just to let everyone know, this isn't in chronological order… like when Nick dated Selena its not that year(I forgot what year they dated) so the KCAs and TCAs and Grammies and other award shows will be popping up so please just ignore dates and everything. Ok. Well goodbye.