BAH! How could I leave you with a cliffhanger like that for so long? I'm a terrible person. But I will get back into this over the summer. Besides, this chapter has like 3,000, does that make up for it? Haha.

What about you, how many guys have you dated, 'like seriously dated." Nick asked, just like she had.

Miley stared at him for a minute and then looked at her hands. She seemed to have trouble finding an answer.

"What's the matter?" Nick asked, not prepared for what came next.

She just wanted to get it over with. Just tell him that she was Hannah Montana. Besides, she couldn't truthfully answer his question without lying. And she promised she wouldn't lie to Nick about anything related to Hannah.

"There's something I have to tell you." Miley couldn't stop looking at her hands; she didn't have the guts to look him in the eyes. "I'm not just Miley Stewart. I'm also," Miley took a deep breath, "Hannah Montana." This time she forced herself to look him in the eyes.

Nick stared for a second before laughing. "That's good, you must have dated some real creeps if you made that excuse up to avoid answering my question."

Miley just stared. "I'm serious, Nick."

Nick's laugh and smile faded. "Really? You know I've met Hannah?"

"Yes, and it was because she barged in on a recording session you were doing with your brothers." Miley blurted. "You guys were so excited to see me and meet me you bolted through the door to say 'Hi'. You kept saying how I was pretty and I said you were the cute sensitive one. Then after some actions I'm not proud of, my dad wrote us 'We Got the Party' for us. Then we went to the local hang out of all the teenagers, which mainly consisted of my friends, and sang it for the first time together. We did a few other gigs other than that. I think the one I remember the most was the one we did in that cramped little club. Mainly because you're amazement of how hardcore the fans were humbled me. It made me realize how amazing my fans are and that I should be more grateful. It's also my favorite because you were so amazing that night when you played 'A Little Bit Longer'. You had changed your speech ever so slightly, adding in how you're fans continued to inspire you." Miley let out another long sigh.

Nick just stared. "I really wanna believe you, but I'm having a hard time."

"Go ask Stella if you really don't believe me, she's the one who figured it out. I was gonna have you drive me home and put on the wig and really show you, but I feel like now is better." Miley kept staring at him waiting for a reaction. Please don't think I'm crazy, please don't think I'm crazy. Miley kept repeating in her head.

When Nick hadn't responded, Miley started her exit, "Look I had just hoped that since you were in the limelight you might be able to understand why I want this double persona. So I can have my private life private. But whatever it's fine." Miley stood up and started to walk away. Before she went to climb back down she turned around to ask him to keep it a secret, but somehow Nick was right behind her.

"I get it. I believe you. I understand. Don't go." Nick grabbed her hand and squeezed.

Miley hid the big grin that was attempting to escape across her face. He hadn't stood this close to her before and she was feeling intoxicated by his presence. "Are you serious, or are you just saying that so I won't go?"

"Both, but mainly because I don't know why you would lie to me and I believe you. You haven't given me doubt to trust you before."

Miley smiled, feeling even more intoxicated by his presence. She was sick of waiting and wanted him to kiss her so bad. But she was a firm believer in boys going 90% and girls going 10%. So she would wait for his 90%.

Nick then smiled back at her. He led her back to their seat and sat back down. "Give me time to process this and come up with all my questions, but we're not done talking about Hannah. But I'm now even more curious, who have you dated?" Nick asked.

Crap. She really didn't want to go into this, but he had answered her question instantly and truthfully.

"I've dated about two guys seriously, although my numbers are the same as yours. There might be guys out there who think differently, but there are two guys that I feel I really dated."

"One was Jake Ryan. He met me as Miley first and it was complicated and rocky but amazing, when we were together. But we couldn't see eye to eye on some things and since he only focuses on his work, he's always gone and I'm working on my career too but I'm also trying to balance it with my education so for the most part I'm grounded in one place. We've kind of been on again off again, but I think we're finally off. We're both kind of done trying to make it work and being upset when it doesn't. We've changed and grown and it's just not the same anymore, to me."

"The second one was Lucas, he's back in my hometown in Tennessee. He met me as Miley first as well. We were friends when we were kids but when I moved to California I changed, a lot, and so when I came back he grounded me and made me realize that just because I'm Hannah too, I don't have to lose Miley. And he was pretty pissed that I didn't tell him I was Hannah sooner and that's why I'm telling you soon in our relationship. But me and him are over, he's a good friend that I know I can always lean on."

Miley then turned to face Nick. "And I'm being really trusting. Jake understood as to why I had this second person to live out my dreams through because he's in the limelight. And I'm hoping it'll be the same with you. I also hope that you'll respect my wishes and not tell anyone."

Miley waited for Nick's confirmation, but he seemed to be taking it all it first.

He finally answered. "Of course, I'd never tell a soul."

"Actually, if you wouldn't mind telling your brothers in the near future that would be great. Most people don't believe me when I'm telling them but if someone they trust tells them it's different. I'm sure Stella will help break it to them."

"I think it'd be better if you and me told them, together." Nick said. Miley wasn't expecting that.

"They'll have me and my word to know that we're telling them the truth, and you will tell them too. This isn't my secret to tell. And I don't mean that in a way like 'it's not my problem, deal with it yourself'. More like I wouldn't feel comfortable telling something that isn't mine to tell. Does that make sense?"

"Yes, thank you." Miley said.

They stared at each other again but for longer, kiss me, she thought. But he still seemed to be content with not kissing her.

She looked away at the sunset for a second when she felt his warm touch on her face and he turned her face to him. He slowly started leaning in to kiss her when they heard a voice and they turned their heads to the source.

"You guys, dad's yelling at us to get in the car, it's 5:10! We're already ten minutes late."

"Crap." Miley heard Nick say under his breath. He stood up and grabbed her hand and pulled her along too. It all happened so fast but somehow Miley was in the car with Nick, his brothers, Stella, and their bodyguard. Miley and Nick sat in the way back while Joe, Kevin, and Stella were up ahead. The car ride was long, but Nick and Miley held hands, and didn't talk much to each other, but talked and listened with Joe, Kevin, and Stella.

The time the boys spent performing for the girls and the First Lady flew by. Miley helped Stella with getting the clothes wrinkle-free. The boys changed in one area while Miley and Stella changed somewhere else. Miley loved the way Nick stared at her when she came out of the dressing love. "You look…" Nick tried to think of the word but Stella finished his sentence for him, "Amazing. I know, you can thank me for that Nick." And for the rest of the night Nick had his eyes glued to Miley. He would pretend to be interested in the President's daughters and the First Lady but Miley would catch his sideways glances every time he looked at her, only because she couldn't take her eyes off of him. She and Stella started dancing along with the president's daughters and their friends. When Miley wasn't trying to catch glimpses with Nick she would notice that Joe would be staring at Stella and Miley also realized Stella hardly noticed.

"Joe's watching you," Miley whispered to Stella.

"I know." Stella said smiling, "He has to work hard for my attention. His ego is big enough." Miley thought about doing this with Nick but she knew she wasn't strong enough to ignore Nick.

Once the boys finished the show and the meet and greet with the daughter's and their friends, they all hoped back in the car again, this time Miley fell asleep on Nick's shoulders they second they got in the back of the car. Next thing she knew they were at her apartment and Nick was carrying her up the stairs. Her arms were around his neck and she couldn't help staring before questioning what was happening.

"How long was I out?" Miley asked groggily.

"The whole car ride and even when we got to my place. I grabbed your stuff and had the car take us to your place. Don't ask how, but Stella got your address in her investigative reporting, she told me about how she found out about you and Hannah."

"What time is it?" Miley was still pretty tired but was trying hard to stay awake for Nick.

"Almost midnight." They reached Miley's apartment. "Alright, we're here, you think you can stand?" Nick asked politely.

Miley nodded. When she hit the ground she realized she still had the heels on. First she took them off and leaped into a hug with Nick.

"Thank you for a great night." She said, her arms around his neck and his around her waist.

"No problem."

Miley pulled away and banged on the door.

"I'm too tired to get my keys out and I live with my brother. But my brother is probably asleep it'll be a second." Miley said, feeling awkward just standing with Nick in silence. She turned to face him to say goodbye one more time. Miley hadn't realized it but Nick had gone 90%, he was just waiting for her to go 10% like he knew about her rule. Miley started to lean forward when she heard the turn of the lock. She immediately turned about face to see Jackson's bed head.

Nick picked up her backpack as Miley introduced Nick to Jackson. "Jackson, Nick. Nick, Jackson. I can take that." She said holding her hand out for her backpack. Nick gave it to her and a small smile.

"It was nice meeting you Jackson." He waved to Jackson. "See you tomorrow, Miley." Nick added before walking away. Miley stared for a moment as Nick walked away before she realized who she was standing with.

Once Nick was headed down the stairs Jackson began the teasing. "Oh Nick," he started in an extremely girly voice, "you're so dreamy, I just love all your music!"

Jackson continued on about having a boyfriend and making fun of Miley but she was too caught up in her thoughts she just walked past and to her room. She went to her room and changed into her favorite PJs and snuggled under her blanket. She wanted to reminisce on the perfect night she had just had but she was so tired she fell asleep the instant she closed her eyes.

She woke up the next morning smiling. No dream could compare to the night she had so her subconscious didn't even dare try to top it. She just had a peaceful night of sleep. She got up and went through her morning routine of getting ready. She kept thinking about the night; although it wasn't the first date most people had she still loved it. She had alone time with him, got out her secret, danced, laughed, the only thing that was missing was the goodnight kiss. Dang it, Jackson, she said to herself. She skipped through the rest of her routine, went to the kitchen to find Jackson's mess from his dinner attempts. I'll deal with those later, she thought looking at the dishes. She grabbed an apple and some goldfish, picked up her backpack from off the ground and headed down the stairs. She pulled out her car keys and hit the unlock button a few times before she finally realized there was no car to unlock.

She looked around the parking lot frantically. No, no, no. The plan was to grab it before he took me home. And that plan would've worked if you hadn't fallen asleep. Miley growled and ran upstairs. She unlocked the front door, grabbed her brother's keys and then sprinted to his room.

She slammed the door open, "JACKSON! I left my car at school, you have to take me!" She screeched.

Jackson rolled around his bed and looked at Miley from under his covers, "What?" He said dazedly.

"Yesterday I left my car at school when I went to hang out with Nick, you have to drive me to school or I can't go to school."

"Miley, I'm tired, drive yourself."

"Really, you're okay with me driving your car?" Miley asked with a little bit of attitude.

Jackson shot up and put on his slippers. He grabbed the keys from her and headed for the front door, "Let's go."

"Thank you, Jackson!" Miley said sweetly. She had a newfound love for her brother ever since they had moved in. She knew back at their old home he would've never done this. He would've said 'walk' or 'not my problem', but maybe it was just because he knew it wasn't in walking distance or because she threatened to drive his car. Nah, he would've just wrestled until he got his keys back and then gone back to bed.

Miley followed behind Jackson quickly as they headed to the parking lot and into his car. Before she knew it they were halfway there. If he weren't driving Miley, she would've thought he was still asleep.

"So," Jackson said, "Nick, he's nice, right?"

Miley was genuinely shocked, Jackson starting a conversation about one of my crushes with me? Did Nick take me back to the right apartment? "Yeah, totally."

Jackson sensed Miley's shock in her voice, "I mean, I'm only asking because Dad's not around to interrogate these guys and make sure they're good enough." Jackson started, trying to cover his tracks.

"Good enough?" Miley asked.

Jackson looked at her, not sure how to respond. "Well, yeah, you know Dad. He has standards and wants people to prove themselves to people and since he's not here I have to do it for him."

Miley laughed, "First of all he's already met Nick and approved of him long ago. Second of all, are we sure this is Dad that wants to interrogate him?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean are we sure this isn't you that wants to make sure Nick is good enough for your baby sister." Miley said adding a pout at the end of it, "Does Jackson finally wanna be nice to his little sister?"

Jackson looked over at her again. "HA! Why would I care about my snobby little sister, I mean, like, really, psch. You wish." Jackson continued on with a string of grunts, like it was such an improbability that he might actually care about his sister. When he finally did stop with his grunts the car ride was silent again until they reached the Academy.

"Well, thanks," Miley smiled, leaned over and kissed Jackson on the cheek, "for everything big brother." Jackson just brushed it off and drove off the second Miley shut the door.

Despite Miley's efforts to get to school, she was still late. She only knew because the parking lot was full of cars and there were no kids to be seen anywhere. She sped up her walk as she headed towards the office. She went up to the secretary and grabbed a late slip and then jogged to her first class. Her teacher didn't even ask for the slip, just asked that she hand in her homework and sit down. Miley did as she was told and when she sat down she pulled out her notebook and began taking notes. But try as she did, she just couldn't focus knowing that she was in the same building as Nick. Oh my gosh, I'm turning into a fan girl. She laughed at this thought and continued on day dreaming, think about when she would see him next.

Hope for the new chapter sometime next week. Reviews are nice.