Author's Note: I'm so sorry for not updating forever. I'm in a fight with some people and everything is just sort of overwhelming.Well I don't think the last chapter was my best chapter. And I know it is confusing with Miley constantly changing her mind about Joe, but I'll try to make it easier to understand. Well this is going to be the second part of the story, and its a few months later. This is kind of getting confusing, so just pay attention.

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Chapter 7

Still In Love With You

5 Months Later

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"You're amazing. You know that?" Joe paused, glancing at the smiling blond. He unwrapped his arms from around her, running his hands through his hair.

"I'm not amazing…" She didn't reply right away, only leaning down and kissing him softly.

"But you are," She whispered, laying her head on his chest. He wasn't sure how had found someone like Delilah. She was the type of girl that most guys would only dream of having. She was blonde, blue-eyed, sweet, intelligent, funny…

She was perfect. Joe had met her at a café where he was playing a solo show. He saw her and he could've sworn he fell in love. But it wasn't love. "Are you hungry?" He only shook his head, watching as she stood up, grabbing a blanket and wrapping it around her naked body. "I'll make eggs."

"I said I wasn't hungry," He replied, sitting up against the headboard of the bed. She turned around and smiled at him.

"Joe, I've known you long enough to know you're always hungry." He couldn't help but to smile back, looking away from her. Her smile looked so familiar, and maybe that's what it was that kept him wanting her even more. She had Miley's smile. He had done everything to try and forget about the brunette, which included moving to Los Angeles and taking a break from the Jonas Brothers. Nick and Kevin were furious, but part of him didn't care. Delilah had insisted on going to see Joe's family in Malibu, but that only lead to arguments.

"Scrambled?" Delilah asked, interrupting Joe from his thoughts. He nodded, getting out of the bed and putting on his boxers. He wasn't sure what he was going to do now. His life was on track before, but it seemed like he went back to the bottom of the barrel, and why? He wasn't exactly sure.

The phone rang, Joe glancing at the caller ID before picking up. "Hello?"

"Joe, hey. How was your show last night?"

Joe hesitated, watching as Delilah, fully dressed, took out a skillet and a carton of eggs. "It was okay…" Kevin or Nick called at least once every week, checking up on him like he couldn't take care of himself, and he hated it. Kevin had called this time, which usually led to the proposition of Joe coming home.

"And what about that Delilah girl you mentioned once or twice? How's she?"

"She's good…"

Joe didn't really like talking to anyone back home, and Kevin knew it, but never stopped calling. "Listen…Thanksgivings in a few days…and It'd be great if you actually showed up."

"I don't know. Delilah and I might be doing something with her parents."

Delilah looked in from the kitchen, her hair now up in a messy bun. She watched as Joe said a few more words, hanging up the phone and looking toward her. "My parents who live in New Zealand?"

"I had to find an excuse. We can have our own little Thanksgiving here."

She put her whisk down, looking at him closely. "We should go, I want to meet your family. You've already met my parents when they were in town, so I should meet yours."

Their married couple like arguments infuriated him most of the time. "Delilah, were not that serious yet. You don't have to meet anyone." She knew when to stop asking questions, keeping her eyes on him as he went into the bathroom, closing the door.

She turned the heat all the way down on the stove, taking the skillet off the burner. The phone started to ring as she put the eggs on a plate. She waited a few seconds before answering. "Hello?"

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Miley tightened her hand around the phone. "Anyone there?" The gentle voice asked. She hung it up quickly as she heard the door open. "Miley? Are you ready?"

Nick appeared, looking at her as she stood up. "Yeah," She said casually, grabbing her purse and walking up to him. He smiled at her before leaning down to kiss her. She turned her head and he looked at her, puzzled. "I'm sick, remember?" He paused before nodding slowly, walking out the door. She sat in the passenger seat as the left the house, gazing out the window. She wasn't sure what had made her call Joe. Was it to explain herself? To tell him she didn't mean what she said? But she tried that before, but her mind always changed at the last minute, and she made things worse every time…

And that girl, who was that girl? "What's on your mind?" Miley turned her head to Nick.

"You," She said quietly, smiling at him. He smiled back, not saying anything more. She looked back out the window, running her hands through her hair. She played with the ring on her finger, the word PONED large on the front. Nick had given her his promise ring, telling her she was going to be the one he lost his virginity with, and vice versa. But just taking it made her feel horrible. She was far from pure.

Nick's cell phone rung, making Miley hit her head on the glass. She grunted, rubbing the bump. Nick answered quickly. "Hey Kev." Miley looked at him as his expression changed.

"You just asked him today? Thanksgivings in two days, he needs time to think…"

Kevin's voice yelled through the phone, Nick sighing loudly. "Keep on trying, then call me back, okay?" They had been doing everything to get Joe to come home, and Thanksgiving was a big excuse. Nick pulled up to the restaurant, people scrambling around outside and waiting to get inside.

"You just had to pick the most popular restaurant, didn't you?" Nick got out, Miley following after.

"I want to make you happy, I love you," He said, putting his arm around her shoulder. Miley didn't reply, looking at the ground as they entered the restaurant.

"Table for two?" The lady at the front asked, ready to scribble her pen onto the paper.

"I had reservations, my names Nick Jonas." The lady beamed, taking out a few menus and leading them to a nearby booth. "Have a good evening," She said, handing them the menus and leaving them alone.

"Are you hungry?" Nick asked, flipping through the menu. Miley smiled slightly.

"A little. After that huge lunch Kevin fixed us I'm not sure I can eat that much."

"That's fine, as long as I can be with you," He said, putting his hand over top hers. He was the sweetest boy she could have ever met, but why did she feel so terrible when she was with him? Joe had been gone forever, but he was still crawling underneath her skin. And she wasn't sure she could get him out.