Okay. So here's the next chapter of this story. Hope you enjoy it, sorry for the mistakes.

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- My Girl -

The youngest of the famous trio sat in his room with the guitar on his lap and a pen and paper beside him. He strums the guitar making a melody that he had been hearing in his mind. He kept repeating the same beats and chords trying to somehow create a song. But, this day was different. He couldn't get the words out. It was like he had run out of stories to tell or his creativity had ran away from him. He had writers block and he didn't like it at all.

He exhaled, blowing the curl that laid on his forehead up before putting down his beloved instrument and laying down on his blue bed. His arms spread wide on each side and his eyes locked on the ceiling up above.

At the same time as the curly-headed boy lay on his bed and his mind filled with images of her, the girl he was thinking of had just arrived at the studio where she is recording her upcoming album. With her hands on the steering wheel and her foot on the brake pedal, she stopped at the free parking space in front of the building. Her fingers unclasp the wheel and she moved the shift from drive to park. She then turned off her black Mercedes and exited. She opened the driver seal door and got out of the car with the paparazzi taking pictures, their voices calling out for her attention.

After all of the chaotic thing that happened outside the studio, she was finally let inside. Behind the dark wooden barricade, the singer walked in the room to find her producers sitting near the music table which had all the buttons to mix the melody and vocals together, the one that creates the song. She smiled at the two who glanced up to see her and nodded their head in her presence.

Tired, the young brunette just dragged her feet towards the black leather couch. She plumps her body on the furniture, letting her head on the side and her whole body stretched out on it.

"Hey Miley," the main producer finally spoke out. "Someone drop this for you."

Curious, the singer opened her closed eyes and as her ocean blue orbs see the white box wrapped in a purple bow, she grasp the box from the man's hand and brought it towards her. Excited, she immediately unwrap the bow and opened the present she had just received. Inside is a note and another charm. She grabbed the letter and unfolded it, reading it to herself.

Hey there princess. This is the second clue and the second charm. I hope you like it. I miss you. I miss the way we were. I wish I could go back to the time when we were one, when we were inseparable. But our love came to an end abruptly and we were both left all alone. I'm sorry for hurting you. But, always know that I will forever love you.

The guy wishing you were in his arms right now

Her eyebrows closed in together as her face contorted and displayed her confusion. Who

is this mysterious guy? Is it Liam? She grabbed the second bracelet pendant and gently caresses it with her fingers.

Hours passed by and the young superstar was now at home and is heading to her wing. She strides tiredly, her head and eyes towards the ground and her mind lingered on the mysterious man. Entering her room, she did not notice a curly-headed boy near the wall where it was full of writings about the memories that the owner of the room and her Last Song co-star.

"Hey," the teenage rock star said to his ex-girlfriend.

The girl jumped a bit as she was surprise to hear anyone in her room and especially his voice. She turned around and found him sitting on the couch with his feet up on the table. His curls were messy and there were bags under his eyes. It seemed like the life was sucked out of him and he was left broken. Slowly, she made her way to him and sat close to him. He glanced at the beauty next to him and moved his hand. In his mind, he fought with himself. Should he do this?? Eventually, his left hand intertwined with her right. Their hands perfectly fitted together as if it were two puzzle pieces that were meant to be attached to one another.

She closed her eyes as tears began falling from her eyes, still not saying a word. She was still broken and her heart was still in pieces.

"I can't take it anymore, Nick," she whimpered while she faced him. "I love you. I'm in love with you. But I can't let myself fall for you. I just can't. I'm scared. I'm afraid that if I let you in, you would just leave once again. You walking away from me is the hardest parts of my life. I would sob and sob for many weeks and I don't want to do that any longer."

The water works from her eyes dropped like it were a rainfall during a dangerous storm. It came pouring down every millisecond. She couldn't hide anymore. Her strong façade had broken down and she was left very vulnerable, sobbing uncontrollably.

He saw her crying in pain, the pain he had caused. Therefore, he cried with her too. His hands escaped from hers while he adjusted his seat and pulled her close to him, hugging her like there's no more tomorrow.

The couple sought to be find peace and happiness, but all they found for now is misery and hurt. The rock star held her firm in his arms while the super star cried on his chest, damping his white V-neck shirt.

"I'm sorry," he whispered to her in between his cries. "I'm sorry for all the hurt I've put you through."

Gradually, the brunette looked up at him and the brown and blue orbs stared at one another. Their tears began disappearing, but the marks were still visible. His breath and heart beat quickened just like hers. Slowly, he leaned forward while she closes her eyes. Seconds and their lips closed the gap in between them, making the two share a soft, innocent, and yet passionate kiss. It was like a peck, but more meaningful and long. Both eyes were close and their arms wrapped around another. Eventually, they pulled away and kept their eyes locked onto one another. No one spoke and let the silence filled the air. She adjusted herself and stood up. Making herself comfortable, she lay on her queen size bed and patted the space next to her, wanting her ex-boyfriend to come and fill that empty spot. He nodded and came. When he was stretched out on her mattress, he opened his arms to let her snuggle up to him. With just one quick movement, her head was on his chest and her left arm wrapped on his body while his arm is around her shoulder.

The sun had set and the moon had appeared. The girl's eyelids began to close, she was getting sleepy. A yawn escaped her precious lips as her ears were filled with a soft song that the boy next to her was singing.

"I've got sunshine on a cloudy day," he sang in a low tone voice. "When it's cold outside, I've got the month of May. I guess you say, what can make me feel this way. Miley. Miley. Miley. Talking about My Girl, Miley."

Just as those words travelled from his mouth to her ears, she began to drift away, dreaming about the days when they were 14, when he used to walk along side of her singing that specific song while she rode her bike.

A small smile appeared on his face, loving this moment, having the girl of his dream curled up next to him, hugging him while she sleeps. The song still clouded his mind even if he had stopped singing as he remembered the same memory she was just dreaming about. He closed his eyes and visions of the two younger versions of the boy and girl popped out. He was strolling along with her as he sang softly to her and as she rode her favorite bike.

Her most beloved bike that her parents bought her right after moving to LA, when she got the main lead for the show, the same bike that was painted pink, just like the small charm, the second clue, that was just given to her a few hours back.

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Sooooo... am I confusing you on who is the mysterious person?? Is it Liam or Nick? or maybe, its someone else??? ooohh... wouldn't that be interesting. hehehe.

Anyways, so I've figured out how many more chapters, well maybe. I'm thinking after this chapter, there will be 5 or 6 more chapters. I say 5. But 6, because of the epilogue? if I do one. I'm actually finishing a story. :)

Again, I really would like to receive reviews on this story even if its one or two words. Please?

Thanks for reading the story & again, sorry for the grammar mistakes and what not. I don't check it much. I just write it and upload it? lol.

Okay. That's it. Till next time. Which will be next week? or maybe earlier. We'll see. :)

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after this, should I make another story or just keep doing one shots??