After, finally opening up to Demi, he felt like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders. Finally, someone knew what goes through his mind when he spaces out, what has been the heartache to his heart, what had just made him seem to slack off in life. Someone finally knew and it wasn't his family, where they would pester the situation and take it too personal, which was understandable but he felt like he was the only one who can really see this situation in this whole new light, really take forgiving to a whole new level.

Demi left right away after the whole breakdown and decided to let Nick to have some alone time and enjoy his free day and plus she had a lunch date with Trace.

Nick really didn't want to go through with his heaven like of a free day he planned to follow. He needed to get out and get away from this lonesome state, stop thinking too much, get away from what was revealed about thirty minutes ago.

He slipped on a pair of slim fit jeans, a blue v-neck since it was little warm out and a pair of chucks. He grabbed his keys and finally his phone, off the nightstand and put it in his pocket . Before heading out he jiggled his keys in his pocket making sure they were still their and grabbing his Yankees hat on the way out, he seem to be too lazy to worry about his hair at the moment.

Right when locking the door, he heard a clearing of the throat, a familiar clearing. He closed his eyes once again, he really didn't want to talk right now. He just wanted to go to Joe's house and watch the game with him, just have some brother-guy bonding, someone who doesn't know crap about last night

or anything lately.

"Nicholas." there it was, his full name and said dryly. What a shock.

He turned around slowly to look at her but didn't make eye contact.

"Hey" he said with a small wave and gesturing over to give her a kiss on her cheek.

It was awkward, nothing new when she was pissed at him which seem to be like 90 percent of the time for the last 2 months.

" I'm guessing your ignoring me, since it seems like your going out and not returning my phone calls."

She had her hands crossed and stood in the position where it seemed she was gonna fight combat and this squinty glare she had going on that will probably drive guy's crazy. Nick however, just wanted to push her aside and just leave. But he was a gentlemen for he stood there and was ready for all the yelling that was about to occur, once again.

" I don't even know anymore Nick!"

"I'm sorry, I just felt so exhausted and just wanted to be alone for today."

"Ha, that's the up's of getting drunk." She sure was fluent in sarcasm, Nick thought.

"This free day was for both of us, don't you remember?"

"Yeah."

"Yeah, it was for both of us to take a day away from the chaos and just have a romantic evening together"

"I just thought you wanted time alone, after the whole thing last night."

In reality, Nick just had made that on the spot. Bridgit was a forgiving girl, she really didn't hold grudges, so he knew she would blow over that night and just restart everything like it never happen so it can feel to her that her life is just one big bowl of happiness. He liked that they won't fight about the same things but he did sometimes want to say how he feels about something two days later after it happen, give him a chance to digest what happened, but she seemed to never want to go back to things, so leaving him to fight the argument with himself.

" Well, you could have talked to me if you wanted to make things right."

He just shrugged.

"Ohhh...you don't care, right?" he saw her face dropped.

He sighed deeply and pulled her into a hug, knowing she was craving for some attention from him. He sometimes might forget that he declared that she was his and he was her's, so he should treat her like it.

As he pulled away she gave him a questioning look "What was that for?"

"Can't I just hug my girlfriend?" a smirk seemed to play around his mouth.

As so on hers, too. "Anytime."

"Great...Babe, I'm sorry if I been distant and all but I just have a lot on mind and today I thought it was good for us to just rest it off and come to each other when all tension is gone."

She sighed, "I guess so."

"Hey cheer up, it's only afternoon. How about I take you out around 7?"

She couldn't help smile, how he was such a ravishing young man and kept to his morals.

"Sounds like a date."

"Ha you bet. Now I'm going to Joe's for a bit. See you later." giving her a kiss on the head and walking towards her car. As she just look at him pull out and giver one smile before driving off.

Maybe it was just a little phase they were going through.

As that smile turned into a frown, Nick couldn't help feel this guilt come across him. He hadn't done anything wrong, he just hasn't willing opened up to his own girlfriend. He just couldn't with her, she wasn't the one who can see when is world seemed to be turned upside down and read through the stern face he puts on.

His eyes were so focus on the road. Going to Joe's didn't sound bad at the moment but he didn't even know if Joe even had time for anything anymore with all that's going on for him.

While waiting at the red light, Nick popped in old mix tape Demi had made for him about 6 years ago. The songs never seem to be old and they bring back the bliss he had been missing.

He lowered the volume, giving the equal level of be able to hear his thoughts and the quality of the song. John Mayer surrounded through the stereo system of his mustang. He never seem to let this classic go, it was a treasure. It seemed like everything that was ever valuable to Nick, reminded of him of her.

Zooming through the streets of West L.A, he seem to wonder why he still was here, still in L.A. He promised himself he would go back to Texas but he felt a force pull him back into this stereotypical of a city, like if something of his was missing here, that he just couldn't leave because if he did, everything would just go right by him again.

He kept driving, but his mind shifted away from going to Joe's. He just wanted to drive, just actually take this time and breathe in California. All the memories that he undertook here.

He continued, slipped on his ray bans and ran his left hand through his curls and decided he should make a right to wherever he was.

The place was familiar. Too familiar. He turned off the engine and took his keys out of the ignition yet his lower half didn't move an inch. He debated in his mind. Why in the hell was he here, outside in his car just peering upon this familiar of a house and not knowing what the hell what was going to happen or what was gonna be said? But he got out of the car and press the keys as if never stopped going and waited for the gate to open. He slipped in between the gate and walked up the pebble path. He turned around multiple times, battling out the voices in his head but he decided to grow some and walk up to the door and knock like a god damn man he is.

He knocked, but he regretted it. He wanted to run back and just go to Joe's house like he planned but it was too late, he heard a creek. His eyes were shut, he opened them up slowly to see a pair of blue orbs staring right at him like if he was on crack. He was wide eyed shocked to see her, for he hasn't seen her in a while. She was all grown up and he was taken aback, she looked just like her when she was her age yet a little less with the curves.

"Nick?" she questioned.

"Uhhh...Noah?" he seemed utterly confused of how time went by so quickly and the changes that occur. Sure, Frankie was the same age but he saw him continuously and he has to say Frankie was a little heartthrob, another Joe. But seeing someone who you use to see everyday and and then be shut out of your life for a few years;is just impacting.

"Surprise, Surprise." he can see she had her comments as well.

He just stood there dumbfounded.

"Well, someone is rude." she said with an attitude as she stood there with a hand on her hip.

He shook his head, this was real; he was in casa de The Cyrus'.

"Sorry, long day." she just nudge her head, meaning for him to enter.

He stood in the middle of the entrance hallway, just taking in everything.

It still felt familiar.

"Been that long,huh?" she was now leaning on the wall that headed to the family room, observing Nick's actions.

"Yeah, guess so." he slipped off his ray bans and hung them on the cut of his shirt.

He headed towards Noah and sat down on the sofa.

" Nothing has seem to change in here." He was still wrapped up in how the atmosphere of the house.

"Yeah...never really had a chance to remodel again." She sat on the recliner, in Indian style.

There seemed to be a bit of a big silence which Noah seem to hate at times because she was on to always needed to know what was going on and this was very odd of a Jonas stopping by with no invitation nowadays.

"Look, Nick. I don't want to sound rude but why are you here?" she saw his eyes turn dark, like if a light switch was in the back of his eyes, flickered off all the light in them.

She saw him fumble with his keys and opened his mouth several times but nothing seem to come out.

"It's okay, Nick. I won't judge." she reached over and touched his hand as for a sign for comfort which she felt he needed.

Indeed it did, it brought a smile.

He gave a heavily sigh and spluttered out what he has been dying to ask.

"Why is my life like this now?"

He stared at her hard, to see if she understood what he was trying to say...

"Don't ask me, ask her."

and so she did.

He gave a little chuckle.

"This was pointless." he shook his head as he got up.

"No, you sit." he did as she demanded and she proceeded to give him clues to his answer.

"I may not know all to what's going on, sad to say since I'm her sister. But what I can say is that I knew that you will be back, you can't let her go and as much as she tried too, she can't either."

He rolled his eyes for he heard the same thing over and over.

"I know many has said this but they are right. Now tell me Nick, why did you come here?"

Silence began again.

"...I know it wasn't to talk to me or visit the family even though that would be lovely at times," she gave a one of those sarcastic smirks,"but its finally eating you up inside , isn't it?"

He was so shocked how this girl he once knew who would go on about Justin Bieber and horseback riding, is giving him an insight on his own life. Time is a thing that cannot be played with.

An hour pass and it seemed as if Noah hit home on all.

There she was with her arms stretched out on the back of the red Lazyboy chair observing the man in front of her with his short curls in his hands and his thumbs rubbing his temples.

"But it was all different last night..." his voice began to crack, he hated this.

"like if nothing happened as if she was this old friend I had to catch up on with "whats up?" and "how you've beens".

She read it, since the moment he walked in. He is hurt, he always has been but she dared not interrupt, it was rare for him to speak so frequently on subject that was personal.

He sighed while playing with his left hand, "did she erase it all?", he looked up and searched for an answer through her younger sister's eyes. She just turned her head and shook it side to side, she straighten up her posture and began; "Nick, I may be younger than both of you but I seen this since day one...she loved you and I am pretty sure she still does. She was hurt, she hurt you and this game kept going. I know these past few years were trying to find yourselves again and trying to move on and you seem to have done it, well so she thinks. I know you haven't, I think everyone else knows but she's deeply fooled. I know she left and she may had deserved it but she felt it was just better for you, that everything would have been better for you if she left a long time ago from your life. So maybe that's a reason for why she just pretended last night because she doesn't want to bring you down with her existence."

Nick was speechless and glossy eyed, all his answers in one paragraph. This just hurt completely, to have the girl you love or loved just feel as if she shouldn't mean anything to you when in the end she means everything and more. But what seemed to get him to have that glossy eyed effect to him was more the part that their communication was always strong and to know it all turn to shit, that she couldn't even tell him her reasoning for leaving just gave Nick this huge blow to his heart, mind and soul.

Noah couldn't help and reach out a hand to reassure him that all was alright, that it wasn't his fault entirely.

"My advice..." he looked up once again, knowing it would be along the lines of him just moving on and just knowing this was another rough patch in his life but the words flowing out her mouth weren't that at all.

"...prove her all wrong, make her know that she does have a meaning."

He smiled, teeth and all. He wanted to, but he couldn't because reality was bringing him down once again.

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