S o m e t i m e s L i f e H a p p e n s . . .

For some reason I didn't want to tell Brandi about the engagement the next day, but I knew that there really wasn't a choice. It was either I told her or she found out from someone else in a couple hours. Still, that didn't stop me from calling her last after Braison, Trace, Taylor, Demi, Mitchel, Emily, and Ashley.

The phone was still ringing as I waited for Brandi to answer. At the end it was her voice mail, however. I sucked in a breath of air. "Hey, Brand! Wadup, Gurlll? This would be yo' favorite sister everr, Miley. Oh yeah, by the way, I'm getting married. Bye!" I hung up quickly.

Logan came down the stairs, playfully shaking his head at me. "You know she may just kill you for that voice mail, right?"

I shrugged. "What did all of your friends say?"

"They were happy," he smiled big. Both of us seemed to be smiling a lot. "More than happy."

"Same with all of mine. Especially Taylor who's – you know, like, obsessed with boys!"

"Ha ha. Yeah... Well, I gotta go to work. See you in a bit," he gave me a quick kiss. "Bye, love you."

"Love you too," I winked at him as he walked out the door.

The only thing I had to do today was write some more songs for my album. I silently laughed to myself. That shouldn't be too hard considering that I'm madly in love plus engaged.

It was too days later when the doorbell rang. I pulled myself out of Logan's arms. He whined a bit playfully as I rolled my eyes. "Suck it up," I called out behind me.

"Thanks for the sympathy," he chuckled.

I opened the door, hoping to get whoever it was out as soon as possible so I could go back to my previous position.

"Mandy?!" I was more than shocked. I hadn't seen her since I was a teenager and shooting Camp Rock 2, and really didn't expect to talk to her again. We had lost communication – lost the friendship we once had.

"Hey," she gave off a small, shy smile. She had put on at least ten pounds since I'd last seen her, but that's what happened when you stopped touring. Her hair was in her face, but it still looked pretty.

"Uh, come in," I stepped aside, opening the door a little more. She walked in awkwardly, as I met eyes with Logan in the kitchen. He rose his eyebrows at me, but all I could do was shrug. In all honesty I had no idea how Mandy even figured out where I lived.

She stood there for a second, not even noticing the man in the room beside us before glancing down to my left hand. "Congrats on, you know... Logan and you. Heard you were getting married."

I smiled automatically, "Oh yeah, thanks. I'm so excited."

"Yeah..." she rubbed her arm.

"So, did you come here for something?" I asked until I realized how rude that sounded and continued. "I mean, if you just wanted to talk that's fine, I just-"

"No, I came here for something..." She looked outside the window. "It's just... you're getting married."

"Yes," I giggled. "And?"

"And. What about the feelings you had for Nick?" she asked quietly.

I sat there in silence, a thousand different emotions running through me.

Nick...Nick Gray.

There wasn't any sound, and that caused Logan to automatically stare at me – that was the only thing that brought me out of my trance of thinking about him. "We're over, Mandy," I explained gently.

"Miley, what about the feelings you had together?"

"What about them?" I shot back. I knew that she had no idea that Logan was in the next room over, but it still pissed me off that she was talking about Nicholas after all these years without him. I was doing fine without him.

"Do you still love him?"

"I love Logan, Mandy. Nick is my past, and sure, we had something, but I really do love Logan," I couldn't look her in the eyes, afraid of her disappointment.. "I'm sorry."

"No, it's my fault completely... I-I shouldn't have came and asked that, especially considering the circumstances. That was totally out of line," she ran her hand through her hair.

"It's fine."

"Well, I better be going then... Sorry for stopping by like this, it's just, you know... in the neighborhood, visiting Taylor..."

"Mhm," I forced a smile. "Bye," I waved, giving her a slight hug.

"Seeya."

Once the door shut I spun on my heels to face my fiance. He was picking at the ice-creams we were previously eating together.

"Do you still love him?" he asked as I walked towards him.

"Logan," I sighed. "Look at me."

He obeyed. He always listens. I smiled, giving him a peck. "I love you."

"Are you sure about that?" he shot at me. I was taken aback, not able to speak. "It's just, all this time I was just so confident that you were over him. Now I can't say I'm so sure."

"Logan-"

"No, Miley... I honestly don't think you even know if you're over him."

"What does it matter? I'll never see him again, anyways!"

"I don't want to hold you back, Mile. I want you to be as happy as you can be, and if you hold yourself back-"

"Logan. It doesn't matter," I spoke through gritted teeth.

He shifted uncomfortably. "It isn't fair to either of us if you marry someone when you'd rather someone else," he said quietly.

"I don't know Nick anymore, so I don't see why it matters," I rolled my eyes.

"But I do."

"What do you want me to say? That I don't love him? Fine. I don't love him, Logan."

He sighed. "That's what I want to hear, Miley... But I want to hear it in certainty, and be able to know that you aren't just saying that to try and forget him."

"So what are you suggesting we do?" I stared at him expectantly.

"Go find out."

"Meaning?" I was getting annoyed.

He smirked. "This Christmas we're going to California."

haha. so now you all know how Miley and Nick meet up again. the next chapter is all ready. sorry if this is kindaa short. was it good though? or should i improve on anything?? lemme know(:

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