I stood outside of my school building. I couldn't go in, because I was afraid. Everything had changed after my date with Logan and I wished everything would just go back to normal. I got more texts from Demi that night asking me to call her, but I didn't. Do you know the feeling you get when someone you've known for your whole life turns out to be a liar? It feels like your whole world is coming down, because you start to question about everything. I didn't know if Demi lied to me though? But I didn't want to ask, cause I wasn't sure if I was going to like the answer. And even if she did, I did lie to her too about Nick.

That was the other reason I didn't call her. I was afraid Nick had told her about hanging out with me and Demi would be mad.

I took a step closer, and another one and then hurried, more like ran inside. I tried to get to my class without anyone noticing me, but wasn't so lucky as Logan came to me and wrapping his hand around my shoulder. I shivered and gazed around seeing if anyone noticed - of course they did. I tried to play it off, like it was normal thing to do, but couldn't help the annoying feeling that everyone's eyes were on us.

"How was your weekend?" He asked.

"It was okay.." I said not asking how his was. We walked to our class and saw people standing on the hallway, because Mr Blair had not yet arrived. He walked right to Nick and Demi who were talking alone. I looked at Nick smiling to Demi and my heart once again shattered to pieces and once again I tried to shook it off, thinking I was imagining it.

"Miley!" Demi shouted when she saw me and run to me, looking very serious. "Why the hell haven't you answered to my texts or my calls the whole weekend?" She demanded and I just tried to look down, I didn't want to make a scene. I took a quick gaze at Nick and saw a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Sorry.." I whispered and her expression went from serious to smiling.

"I forgive you. We need to have a girl chat." She whispered to my ear and I nodded simply, obeying what she was saying. She pulled me away from the boys and into the girls toilets. "So?" She asked, apparently waiting for me to tell her about my date.

"Why did you tell Logan that he couldn't ask me out?" I asked, unable hold it in anymore. I looked at her and saw a tad of fear in her eyes.

"Wh... Ho.. What?" She stuttered and I lifted my eyebrow, she knew exactly what I was talking about. "Fine. Well think about it, Logan has always been cute right? But last year there was no way you would've gone out with him. Then he asked me if you'd go for it and I said no, because it was the friggin truth. And I told him, that he should try to be himself and he'd have a chance with you." Demi explained and I listened carefully. "I was just looking out for you, I didn't want him to just take you out, sleep with you and then dump you. I wanted to know he was being serious." It made sense, I think. And in the end, I turned boys down for Demi in daily basics, so how was I suppose to be mad at her for something like that, when I did the same thing myself.

"Fine." I murmured and opened my arms for a hug. "Just next time tell me when that happens." I asked and she nodded, holding me tightly.

"How was the date?" She asked again and this time I explained everything from the McDonald's to us kissing. And she listened to me, giving her opinion about everything. Soon we realized our class half way gone and there was no reason for us to actually go there anymore, so we decided to ditch the day and go shopping instead.

"Sarah is having some kind of party next Saturday." Demi said while we waited for our food to come. "We should go." She stated and I nodded, it was our last year of high school. We should make the most of it. My phone started buzzing on my bag and I quickly took it and read a message from Nick.

Wanna walk Mate together today?

I knew I shouldn't, I had more than enough of reasons to not to answer him. But that little voice inside of me just couldn't shut up for a second. "Ehm, so you and Nick?" I asked Demi.

"I don't know what to do with him." She sighed and I knew they hadn't done anything yet. "He is playing hot and cold, and I don't know." I nodded and looked at my phone. My best friend was looking broken and hopeless and I couldn't do anything about it. Well except for just not seeing Nick.

Sorry, promised Logan I'd hang out with him.

I typed and closed the phone. So maybe that wasn't the truth exactly either, but I needed to say something and I could always just ask Logan to hang out with me. I took my phone again and sent a message to Logan.

Come by our practice later, after we can do something. xoxo

I smiled at the kisses and hugs in the end of his message and of course Demi had to notice it, meaning the rest of the day I had to hear how 'I was in love' and how 'cute me and Logan were'.

I walked to the soccer field, looking at the small players running on the field. I took my place at the bleachers and shivered a little from the cold wind. I saw Logan drinking water on the other side of the field and talking with their coach. I looked at the guys practicing, trying to understand something about the sport. I never really got it, but it made more sense than football. Why would someone call a game 'football' when it had nothing to do with your feet? At least in soccer you actually touch the ball with your feet.

I saw Logan jogging my way smiling wildly. "You came." He shouted. And I nodded, wrapping my hands wound myself, I hoped I would've brought a jacket. "You cold? You want my jacket?" He offered and I nodded shyly. "Okay, I'll get it, just a second." He shouted again and started running the other way again. Once he got the jacket he run back and up the bleachers to me, giving a quick peck on my cheek while putting the jacket around my shoulders. "We gonna have little game before practice ends, so like 15 minutes to go, you'll wait right?" He asked, like he was worried I might just bail.

"Of course I will." I smiled at him. He gave one more smile for me, before running back to the field. After a while I saw familiar curly haired boy coming my way. "What are you doing here?" I asked rudely, when he sat next to me.

"I don't know, I'm thinking about joining the team." He said and nodded on the players runnning around the ball on the field.

"Sure." I felt embarrassed, for thinking he was here for me. I should've remembered that Logan was trying to get him join the team.

"Why are you avoiding me?" He asked seriously.

"I'm not, why would you think that?"

"Why I don't know, you don't answer most of my messages, you don't want to hang out with me, and at school I'm lucky if you even look at me." He muttered and I turned around to face him.

"It's not fair to Demi that I lie not knowing you, when I do. She really likes you." I stated and he looked at me confused.

"Why would you lie to Demi then?"

"Because.." I said, trying to come up with believable lie. I couldn't tell him how I felt, and obviously he didn't feel that way, because he didn't get why I was lying. "Because I don't know, look I don't even get why you want to hang out with me, so could we just drop it. We're not friends." I whispered angrily and he looked away from me.

"Hi Nick." Logan said, as his practice ended. I realized me and Nick had sat there in silence for the rest of the time. "You ready baby?" He asked and pressed his lips to my cheek. I shivered and nodded getting up, not even looking at Nick's way.

"What's up with him?" Logan asked as we walked away from the field.

"I don't know, he's bipolar or something.." I said not wanting to talk about Nick. "What are we doing?"

"I was thinking we could go to mine, my parents aren't home so we'd be alone?" He suggested and I gladly accepted. We walked silently, holding hands. "We're here." He said as we approached a big house. Seriously big, like three storey house.

"You live here?" I asked shocked, I never knew he was rich, or that his parents were.

"Yeaah." He laughed a little and leaded me in. "Let's go to my room." He took my bag and his jacket and told me where to go. I opened his door and looked at his bedroom that had blue walls covered with posters of soccer players. I awkwardly stood there in the middle of his room, not knowing where to sit until he pulled me to his bed with him.

We laid there and I took a closer look at his room. At his table I saw a picture of me, him, Demi and Ethan. There were also pictures of him and his family. I smiled, knowing that he wasn't really one of those stupid jocks who didn't care for anything.

"I'm glad that we're together, you know?" I turned to look at him and smiled.

"Me too." He answered pressing his lips against mine harshly. It wasn't like our first kisses, this one was more passionate and I felt his tongue everywhere. Truth to be told I had no idea what I was doing. I kind of just laid there and moved my mouth and tongue a little, hoping I was doing it right. Soon he turned away from me though breathing heavily.

"What?" I asked. "Did I do something wrong?" I was scared that I was bad at kissing and he wouldn't want to be with me again.

"No, you did absolutely nothing wrong." He laughed and looked at me again. He pressed him self against me and II felt his hard on against my thigh. "This is what you do to me.." He whispered and I looked at him with wide eyes.

"I do that?" I asked shocked.

"Yeah, that's how much I love you." He whispered and I blushed. He loved me? I looked down and wondered about this new information I was gaining on the subject.

It might be slightly rated m from here so you decide if you want to read this part.

"Can I?" I asked pointing at his hard on and he lifted his eye brow.

"No, Miley you don't have to. I know you are..." I knew he was going to say a virgin.

"You aren't?" I asked again, trying to figure out more.

"No.. I wish I was though." He gave a weak smile and gave him a peck on his lips.

"But I want to." I said and ran my hands from his neck to his jeans and opened his zipper. "But you have to promise you'll keep your eyes closed and you won't move at all, okay?" I made him promise and he nodded, taking a pillow and hiding his face under it.

I pulled his jeans down to his ankles and then took his boxers after. I saw his penis on it's full size, it was big, bigger than I had expected. I took it to my hand and started to rub it, looking at Logan the whole time, wondering if I did it right. I heard his breathing change and quickly stopped what I was doing. "Please don't stop." He moaned with a painful voice and I took I did something right and kept going.

Not rated m anymore, so go ahead and read from here if you didn't read that part.

"I can't believe that just happened." Logan whispered as he pulled his jeans up. I couldn't either. The feeling I got when I was able to give something like that to Logan was unexplainable. "What will the boys say when they hear I got a handjob from Miley herself." He laughed and I looked at him with widened eyes.

"What? You're not gonna tell them." I shouted and smacked him.

"Chill out baby, of course I won't. I was just joking." He smiled and pulled me close to him, giving me a kiss. "But you have to promise you won't tell Demi." He said and I didn't quite get him. Another thing I wasn't going to tell Demi? What did he think, she was my best friend.

"I tell Demi everything." I said simply and he frowned.

"Well, just think how you would feel if I told my friends about this? I would feel the exact same way if Demi knew.." He said sadly and I nodded, understanding his point of view.

"Fine, I won't tell her." I agreed and pulled him closer to me, hiding my face to his neck and just taking in his scent. "I like you." I smiled and felt him smile against my hair too.

"Want me to walk you home?" He asked and I nodded, still hugging him tightly. He walked me back home telling me stories about him and his friends.

"Can I ask you something?" I finally had to ask, after holding in the questions the whole night.

"Sure." He smiled and squeezed my hand.

"Who did you lose your virginity to?" I blushed and looked down.

"You don't really want to hear about that.." He avoided answering the question.

"No but I do." I insisted him telling me.

"I'm kind of embarrassed about it and I don't even really remember it. It was at a party and I was really drunk. It was about a year ago.." He told me and I wondered how it was, to have sex, or make love with someone. How did you even know if you were making love or having sex? How did you decide that? Or were they the same thing?

"Okay." I simply said and turned on my heels to give him a kiss and a hug goodbye, before walking in. "I'll see you tomorrow, kay?" I smiled and gave him a peck on his cheek.

"Bye." He captured my lips with his, but didn't make the kiss last so long.

"Bye." I laughed and turned away from him. When I got to my bedroom I felt my cellphone buzzing and took it our seeing a message from Logan.

I miss you already.

I smiled, thinking that maybe having Logan in my life was the best thing that had ever happened to me. He would be with me no matter what, at least that's how I felt right then. I don't know why I took out the box where I kept my mom's letters, but that night I decided I was going to write a letter to her, tell her about Logan and these new feelings I was experiencing with him.

I hate this chapter. I only updated, cause I want Team M to update, soooo Mel you should do that now. :)))) Yeahh, next chapter isn't as much about Logan & Miley. It'll be more about Miley's mother and you'll be finding out more about her and how she affects this story. Well the next few chapteres will be about that. And then Nick's gonna come along. And Nick's family.

Thankyou for everyone who reviewed last chapter! I can't believe so many did, and I'm really really sorry that I updated this sucky chapter. I'm not even going to say that next chapters are better, cause right now I'm hating my writing. Bye. xx