Miley couldn't stop feeling guilty and embarrassed over what happened in the hallway over the next few days. So she conveniently showed up to rehearsals just before she was needed, and left the instant they were done. She didn't want to face Nick, although she realized that would be absolutely impossible once the tour took off.

The night before the tour began Miley couldn't sleep at all. She was nervously excited to get to perform every night, but she was also anxious, because she'd be spending a lot of time around Nick. She tossed and turned and finally fell asleep around four. Too bad the tour bus left at six.

Miley made her way out to the tour bus, and she felt like a zombie. She drank two cups of coffee, but all that seemed to do was make it so that she didn't just fall over and lie down and fall asleep on the floor. She never actually got dressed, she just left her pajamas on and threw on her UGG boots. She felt almost as awful as she looked.

Just as she was about to get on her bus, Nick grabbed her arm. "Hey, are you okay? You look, well awful."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"You know what I mean. Did you sleep at all?"

"Yes."

"How long an hour? Hour and a half?"

"Two actually."

"Miley," Nick sounded desperate. "I don't know what I did. Please, just talk to me."

"Nothing. You did nothing." And Miley climbed onto her bus. She didn't know where all this bitchiness was coming from. She was never like this. Well, at least, not to Nick. She finally got some much needed sleep while she was on the bus, but none the less, she was glad that she had a day until her first performance.

After driving for nearly eight hours they made it to the hotel. Miley made almost made it to her room without any confrontation. Just as she was sliding the room key into the door Nick caught her again. "Can we talk about what this really is about?"

"I don't wanna talk about it."

"Come on. Let's go to the rooftop. We'll be left alone and you can spill what's really bugging you." Miley didn't say anything but she gave in and followed Nick to the roof of the hotel. They layed down side by side and looked up at the sky. There was not a cloud there. Miley blinked, it was so bright before rolling over and talking to Nick.

"I'm sorry. I've been a huge bitch to you recently." Miley sighed. She finally could release some guilt.

"I know Miles. And I'm sorry too. I shouldn't, I shouldn't have played that song in front of you. I should've known that nothing was going to happen." He sounded sad.

"You know, I didn't get upset because of you. I..I just can't handle the emotional stress. After everything that's just happened..."

"You never really said, what did happen between you and Jake?" Miley took in a deep breath.

"Well. You know Jake and I, well we were in love. Or at least I was. Then Jake did that movie with Mikayla. He was gone a lot but we worked it out. Then he had to do some press with Mikayla, like worldwide press. I was on the internet one day while he was gone and I saw all these pictures of that douche bag sucking face with Mikayla. I decided to do the mature thing, I didn't really lose it, I just called him and we talked about it and I said that we could move past it. That we could forgive and forget. I was gonna take him back. Then he dropped another bomb. He told me..." Miley took a minute. She hated thinking about it. "He told me he slept with her. The whole time they were shooting that movie. And while they were doing press. I still can't get over that. He lied to me while we were still dating."

Nick looked away. He didn't know what to say. What do you say to someone in that situation? "I'm sorry Miles. I'm so sorry for what he did."

"Thanks." She whispered before closing her eyes and falling asleep.


A/N: Okay so the only part of this story I have planned is the last chapter, just so you know. (This is a short story btw.)

The updates might get strange, I start swim practice tomorrow and have it twice a day, so I don't know.

Thanks for reading :) :)