It had been months since the wedding of Selena and Nick and Miley was good. She had finally accepted the fact that Nick chose Selena and that she was never really an option considering that he always saw her as a friend. With the absence of Nick in her life, Miley was able to move on and accept the fact that she was unable to act on the feelings she had for Nick. With that said, Miley still hasn't considered the possibility of a relationship with Joe. It just wasn't something she wanted, she needed to be single. Life was better for her that way.

Crawling out of bed, Miley slowly wandered into her walk-in closet. She glanced over all of her clothes and sighed, even though she had hundreds of different outfits to choose from, Miley felt bored with all of her clothes. She effortlessly grabbed a white singlet and a pair of denim short-shorts and walked back into her bedroom, placing them onto her bed. Moments later, she heard a knock on her door, "who would come over this early?" She asked herself quietly as she walked over to the door. Opening it, she felt winded. It was Nick. "Hi," was all she managed to spit out.

"Uhm," Nick murmured, gesturing to her lack of clothing.

Looking down at her body, Miley realized that she was only wearing a bra and underwear. "Oh," she said softly as she mentally thanked herself for deciding to wear her new Victoria's Secret garments. "Come in," she said, awkwardly as she walked into her apartment in search for a robe.

Walking into the apartment, Nick kept his hands in his pockets. There was something different about Miley. Even though he couldn't put his finger on it, he enjoyed seeing her this way. She looked genuinely happy. "Sorry for just dropping by, I just missed seeing you. It's been a while."

Miley picked up a robe from her bedroom and wrapped it around her body, "don't worry about it. It has, hasn't it?" She asked with a slight giggle walking back into living room. "How's married life?" She asked awkwardly as she tried to make conversation before sitting down on her favourite couch.

"To be honest? It's hard," he said with a laugh, sitting opposite her.

"Oh?"She asked, trying to hide her smile. Even though she wanted Selena and Nick to be happy, there was still a part of her who wanted Nick for herself. "I guess nothing is as easy as it looks."

"I guess not." He replied, suddenly realizing he had nothing else to say. He couldn't tell her about Selena's crazy jealousy or the way she wanted to control every single aspect of his life. They were best friends. "How are you? You look great." He said with a genuine smile, knowing that the word 'great' didn't do Miley any justice.

"Aw, thank-you," she said, feeling her cheeks burn. "I'm great, thanks for asking."

"Do you wanna do something today?" Nick blurted out after a few moments of awkward silence.

Looking at Nick, Miley laughed, "sure, let me put some clothes on."

You don't have to if you don't want to, I sure as hell wouldn't mind, Nick thought to himself, instead he just nodded, "I'll wait."

"Great," she said, getting up from the couch Miley walked back into her room and took her robe off and slowly got dressed into the outfit she picked out before Nick arrived. Looking into the mirror on her dresser, she applied a layer of lip gloss onto her lips before grabbing her purse and walking back into the living room.

A smile grew on Nick's lips as soon as Miley walked in, this could work too.

"So, where are we going?" She asked, sitting down next to him.

He shrugged, "where do you wanna go?"

"How about the park? We haven't been there in forever." She said with a soft smile, instantly remembering the childhood they spent together.

Flashback.

Seven year old Nick ran determinedly towards the swing set,when he finally reached it, he let out a triumphant, "yes."

Moments later, a six year old Miley also reached the swing set, "no fair!" She whined, "you cheated!"

"No, I didn't! I won fair and square!" He retaliated with his arms across his chest.

Seeing this, Miley also crossed her arms. "Did too!"

Rolling his eyes, Nick scoffed, "sore loser. You just don't want to give me a prize for winning."

Dropping her arms, Miley gave Nick a quizzical look. "What do you want?"

Looking back at Miley, Nick's frown turned into a smile, "can you promise me something?"

"What is it?"

"When we're old, will you marry me?" He asked, obviously unaware of the magnitude of the question.

"Why would you want to marry me?"

"Because you're my best friend and I'll always love you." He answered proudly, "and then you'd never be too busy for me because we'd be married."

/Flashback

Arriving at the park, Miley felt all of the memories flooding back to her. They walked together along the pavement, exchanging looks. They both knew what each other were thinking and in that single moment, Miley felt all of her feelings for Nick come to the surface. Taking a deep breath, she smiled to herself, keep it together, Miley. Don't break now. She glanced at the swing set and then back at Nick, "I'll race you." She said with a cheeky grin before bolting towards the swing set.

"Hey!" Nick called out, running after her. "I'm still going to beat you, Cyrus." He teased as he attempted to run faster than she did.

"Yeah, right Jonas." She said, giggling. But as much as she tried, she couldn't beat Nick to the swing set.

"Told you," he said proudly with his arms across his chest.

"Jerk," she mocked before sticking out her tongue.

"Very mature," Nick remarked with a chuckle.

"You know me too well," she said, sitting on a swing.

Walking to the other swing, Nick sat down. "I miss this."

Looking at Nick, Miley automatically smiled, "me too. Everything was so much simpler when we were kids."

Nick chuckled, leaning towards Miley, "tell me about it."

Miley chuckled uncomfortably, "but you did the right thing," she blurted out, "getting married, I mean. You love her, she loves you." She added quickly.

Slightly confused by Miley's words, Nick just nodded along with her, "I guess so."

"I'm glad you found someone," she said with a genuine smile.

"Thanks, Mi. It means a lot." He said, placing his hand over her's for a brief moment. "What about you? Anyone special?"

"Uh..." she started, she was unsure whether or not she should lie. She didn't need his pity, she was fully content with her life, even though Nick rarely appeared in it. "No," she finally said, "but that's okay, I'm happy with my life the way it is."

"As long as you're happy, I'm happy for you." He said with a slight smile. There was something weird about this outing. Nick had never felt this way with Miley – they had always been just friends. Now, for some reason unknown to Nick, he didn't want this moment to end. He didn't want to return to hardly ever seeing his best friend. Looking at Miley, he now saw everything he wanted in a woman.

"You know what?" She finally blurted out.

"What?"

"I always thought that I was going to marry you when I was younger." She admitted, feeling her cheeks burn. "I don't know why, but I just never imagined marrying anyone else but you back then. It just seemed like the most logical thing to do. We were best friends and I've always loved you." She added with a slight shrug.

"Wait, you loved me?"

Holy shit, did I just admit that? She thought to herself, "uh, yeah. I thought you knew."

"No, I didn't."

"Oh," was all she managed to say, "sorry."

Leaning in towards her, Nick smiled softly. "Don't apologize," he whispered, just inches from her face.

Closing her eyes for a single moment, Miley frowned. "I can't do this," she whispered. "I'm so sorry. You're Selena's husband and she loves you and that's the way it's supposed to me." She said, feeling tears welling up in her eyes. She stood up and looked down at him briefly, praying that her tears would not leave her eyes, she sharply turned around walked away. She had thought about this moment so much in her mind and every time, she ended in Nick's arms. She never would have thought that she'd be walking away from him when her fantasy became reality. But this was the right thing to do, he chose Selena and he needed to respect that and so did she.

Running a hand through her hair, she felt the tears falling from her eyes. Wiping them away, Miley sniffled as she kept walking. She knew that if she looked back, she would have ran into his arms and there is no way she could let that happen. He was married, to her best friend. There was no way she was going to be the other woman, she refused to ruin a marriage.

Nick sighed as he watched Miley walking away from him. Even though he knew the feelings he had for her were wrong, he didn't care. The only thing that he cared about was the fact that it took him all of his teenage life to finally realize what a fantastic person Miley was. It made him feel tremendously stupid. Miley was the best person Nick had ever known. The was trustworthy, loyal and honest. She was everything Nick would ever need and he let her go. That was something he could never forgive himself for. Standing up from the swing, Nick started to walk back to Miley's apartment. Even though he knew it would ultimately cause my problems than it was solving he needed to see her again to sort everything out.

He knocked on her door, awaiting a response. When the door finally opened, Nick attempted to speak but before he could even get a word out the door was violently shut in his face. Knocking on the door harder, Nick got impatient. "Come on, Miley! I just wanna talk." He called out. After several minutes of constant knocking and yelling, Miley finally caved in. Opening the door, Miley had a stern expression on her face. "What?"

Nick took a step towards her, "I just want to talk, okay?"

Taking a step away from him, Miley was determined to keep a distance between them. "Then talk."

"Why didn't you tell me how you felt?"

"Are you kidding me?" She asked, coldly. "There was never a time, you were constantly talking about all of the other girls you thought were hot. Was I supposed to tell you when when you were talking about being in love with Selena? No." She added, all of these words came out of her mouth at such a pace and she was unable to stop them. "You wanna know why? Because I wanted you to be happy and so what if it wasn't with me? Your happiness has always meant more to me than my own. There. It's finally out. Are you happy now?"

"Wow," was all Nick managed to say. When he asked that question, he didn't imagine getting that response. "You're my best friend, Miley -"

"Don't," Miley said, cutting Nick off. "I've heard it all before." She said, feeling the tears well up in her eyes once again. She didn't want the fact that her and Nick would always be friends to be further reinforced. "I've always loved you and I understand that you've never felt that way so please, just save your breath and please leave." Although Nick was the last person she wanted to see her cry, she couldn't help it. Wiping away the tears that fell, she watched Nick walking out of her apartment.

As Nick closed the door behind her, he turned around once again and frowned. "I love you," he whispered, knowing that Miley wouldn't hear it. He slowly lifted his hand, contemplating whether or not he should knock again. A few moments passed before remembering the conversation that just took place. You've caused enough damage, Nick. Walk away. Sighing, Nick slowly dropped his arm back to his side.

After Nick left, Miley ran into her bedroom and fell onto her bed as she sobbed into her pillows. Without intending to, Nick made the day even worse. Miley had expressed her true feelings and was left broken. Deep down, Miley had always known that guys like Nick just didn't like girls like herself but she always held onto that hope. The same hope that lead her to this moment of heartbreak and feeling vulnerable.

AN: Eeeep! Only one chapter left. :D