Title: If You Could See Me Now

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I own nothing, characters, songs, places.

A/N: Hits make me feel awesome, Alerts make me feel epic.

And the Jay-Z song goes on.

M I L E Y

Black or Blue? that is the question.

It was currently 8:43 and I was getting ready to meet my soon-to-be best friend Miley, I couldn't wait to see her cute blond little piggy tales.

Atleast, I hope she has cute blond little piggy tales...

Anyway, I was caught between two awesome shirts, yes I'm weird, It's not my fault that I like to dress nicely, the black one had the words "Be afraid" with white bold letters, I frowned before throwing it on the chair and putting the dark navy blue one on, she was a kid after all, don't wanna creep her out, I looked at the clock hoping it was Nine but groaned in annoyance when I found 8:46 shining in red, I sighed before sitting on my spinning chair and started thinking about Billy again, the first time he stopped seeing me flashed in my mind.

I was sitting outside on the grass in Billy's backyard waiting for him to come out, he wanted to show me a new soccer trick he learned at school, and I being his best friend am the first one he's gonna show it too, I heard the slide door open and I looked up smiling at him, but he wasn't looking at me, he was looking around as if he was looking for something, "You okay?" I asked him worriedly, was he mad at me or something? I mentally rolled my eyes, the only thing I hate about children is their mood swings, I waited for him to answer, "Bil-ly" I said dragging his name out but he didn't answer, I frowned, he still wasn't looking at me.

"Come on Nate where are you?" I heard him say to himself while frowning, and that's when I froze, he can't see me, "Billy," I tried again. "I'm right here." I said loudly, but still no difference, I sighed before deciding that wether I like it or not Billy has to move on, he doesn't need my help anymore, but still it sucked, I watched as he went back inside and came out again after five seconds and then he grinned, "Finally! I was waiting forever for you!" He said before running towards me, I sighed again.

You see, when you're client/best friend stops seeing you it's a sign that it's time for them to move on, I ran my hands through my annoyingly curly hair.

"Billy I have something to tell you."

It was time to say goodbye.

I felt sad after remembering that memory so I put in the back of my mind and went to check the clock again.

8:50

Someone kill me now please.

"Yo Natey boy, watcha doin'?" Tony walked in looking cheery, I know, weren't people who worked with sick people usually depressed?

Nope, not Tony.

I stopped spinning and looked at him, "I'm waiting to be sent." I said casually, we all know that feeling honestly, Tony groaned in a "I feel you man" way, see? I told you we've all been through this before, "How's Kelsey?" I asked, Kelsey's Tony's recent client, she was sixteen and has been fighting cancer ever since last year, Tony stared at the ground for a bit before looking up with a sad look on his face, "I don't want her to die." He said quietly, I nodded pretending that I understood, when honestly, I had no idea how losing someone felt, I mean sure, I lose my best friends all the time, but I know where they are and if they're okay, but having them die? I shuddered at the thought, Tony noticed.

"You're all dressed up for Miley eh?" He said with a knowing look on his face, I frowned, "How do you know about her?" He just smirked, "Tinsley told you didn't she?" I asked with mock anger, I honestly wasn't that mad but I know that I was supposed to be, "How much did she tell you?" I asked honestly curious, maybe he could tell me if she has cute little blond piggy tales, "All of it." He said casually, as if it was no big deal, My eyes widened.

"Seriously? awesome! how old is she?" I asked waiting painfully for him to say five-six-ish so I could happy dance, but he just shook his head, I frowned, "Come on! please?" I asked pleading, "Nope," He said popping the "P" before getting up, "I was sworn to secrecy." He said with a glint of amusement in his eyes.

"Tony! come on dude, you know how this feels like!" I said feeling extrememly irritated, "Yeah dude," He said mocking me, "But I promised." I groaned.

"You know you'll find out eventually..." He said before looking at his watch, "In less than twenty seconds." He said with a chuckle, "Tell me how old she is!" I said, I really did want to know, I didn't want to be dissapointed when I didn't find my piggy tales.

"Bye Nate."

"Tony please!"

"See ya."

"Ton-" And next thing I know I was standing outside a very expensive looking house, "Idiot." I muttered, I will get him for this, I walked towards the house and just like everytime, I tried to open the door, but then I remembered that I couldn't and sat sulking childishly waiting for someone to open it, I tried desepretly to listen carefully for any voices but no such luck, so I sat there, I didn't know how long I sat there waiting but eventually two people came out, a Forty-something looking man linking arms with a Thirty-something looking woman, I rolled my eyes as they talked about this party Jill appearently was throwing, whoever she was.

I walked into the quiet looking house and started searching for my client, I went upstairs immeadiatly and started searching for some sort of playroom, but I found none, they were all normal adult looking rooms, they're wasn't even a pink room or something to show that there was a girl living here, I scratched my head in confusion as I went back down the stairs, I was about to leave and yell at Tinsley for pranking me when I heard a sound of a spoon making contact with a plate, I grinned, I found you Miley. I raced to the kitchen but then almost died when I caught sight of who was there.

Oh.. My.. God.

You have got to be kidding me?

I tried not to panic but I simply couldn't, an adult? Tinsley hooked me up with an adult? I couldn't believe this, I never worked with adults before, they were too complicated, I sighed frustrated, what was Tinsley thinking? I rubbed my forehead before looking back up at her.

She was beautiful.

She had soft brown curls that reached down her back, she was slim but not scary skinny, she had from what I could tell Light Blue eyes, I couldn't breathe, she looked so lost and confused as she ate her cereal.

How am I gonna fix that?

I shook my head, no, I can't do this, I have to go to Tinsley now and tell her to deal with it, I could end up hurting her, and maybe hurt myself if I continue, but as I watched her, I couldn't bring myself to leave her like this, she deserved to be happy didn't she? I need to make her happy.

The question is how?

"Um, Hi." I greeted awkwardly, I expected her to jump, scream, curse, anything, but she just continued eating her cereal and staring blankly at the floor, And that's when it hit me.

She couldn't see me.

I had to make her see me.

Oh good god, what was Tinsley thinking? didn't she know that this would take time, not just a month like the rest of the kids, she was an adult, I had to make her believe, I had to make her imagine, and that wasn't gonna happen easily, I groaned, god this is so bad.

Was this why Tony was all smirky smirky and weird? I glared at the necklace she was wearing, "Miley" It said in cursive handwriting, she looked my age, if not maybe younger, I stood there staring at her, I didn't know for how long but eventually she finished her cereal and continued staring blankly at the floor.

She was so beautiful, would she feel it if I touched her? I asked myself, I mean one touch wouldn't do anything right? with other kids they could feel me, but that's because they can see me, she can't, does it make a difference?

I took a deep breath.

I slowly started making my way towards her, I stopped when I was standing right infront of her, she was sitting on the kitchen table looking dazed, I hesitated before lifting my hand to her hair, it felt amazing, it was so soft, way better than cute little piggytales, I bit my lip before touching her cheek, she blinked, looking around her confused, I froze, did she feel me?

The fact that she kinda sorta felt me made me feel this weird touchy feely feeling, I felt myself blush, I didn't even know that I can blush, god who was this girl and was she doing to me?

I have no idea but I want to know her, I want her to know me.

I want her to see me.

I looked at her and stroked her hair, before looking away, this was a mistake, I knew it was, but I couldn't help myself.

Miley

Looking back at her I looked into her eyes, to any other person it would seem like we were staring into eachother's eyes, but I know she isn't looking at me, I sighed before stroking her hair again.

Yup, way better than piggytales.