Goodbye.

Come Clean.

You're laying right beside me
But you're a million miles away
And if I ask you what's the matter,
You don't have much to say
And I can tell that I'm not standing
Where I stood with you before
And we can't love like this anymore

Sometimes it makes me angry
But mostly it just hurts
And I thought time might make it better
But it's only made it worse
Well, I can't climb these walls you're building
And I can't unlock the door
And we can't love like this anymore

As they all sat around a table in the hotel restaurant, nothing but tension filled the room. Mr and Mrs Jonas' conversation was a small noise in the background, and Joe's fork clanging against his plate every so often was only background noise to Nick. He was too busy concentrating on Mikaela and Kevin's conversation. It was obvious Mikaela was flirting with him, and Kevin seemed to be the only one who was oblivious to it.

"So, where are we tomorrow night?" she smiled, twirling a strand of her curly hair around her finger.

"Uh, I think we're in Greenwich." Kevin replied, tossing a bit of chicken in his mouth.

Nick was sick of this, for the last day or so they had been flirting, and it was starting to get to him. He'd always thought better of his brother.

"Mom, we're gonna head back to our room, Mikaela still hasn't packed everything and I offered my services". Mrs Jonas just waved her hand in approval as she continued her deep discussion with Mr Jonas about the time Joe had got his head stuck in the tambourine. Nick followed the two closely as they left.

"Thanks for this Kevin, I really do appreciate this, I know you don't like packing..." Mikaela started, folding up her top and putting it in the suitcase.

"Ah it's cool, you do have a lot of clothes though... probably more than Joe..."

Looking at each other, they both burst into a fit of laughter as they said in sync,

"Nahh!"

"But really Kev, thanks so much, it does mean a lot." she said, slowly shifting towards him.

As Kevin placed the last of her jeans in the case, looking up to find her stood only a few inches away.

"Like I said... it's alright." he smiled, looking down into her eyes, and before he could say another word, he felt her lips crash with his.

For a few seconds, Kevin stood wide-eyed and non-respondent, then slowly he closed his eyes and held her face in his hands.

"Mikaela... I...look..."

"Kevin.. it's okay, I shouldn't of done that, I know you think I'm too young for you, and you don't like me like that but... well...but.." with that, Mikaela burst into tears.

Why had she been so stupid? She should have known that Kevin wouldn't be able to feel anything for her, she was his brothers ex after all, and she didn't just feel like a total idiot, she felt so horrible for thinking she could lead Kevin on, it wasn't right.

Without a second thought Kevin grabbed her face for the second time that night and kissed her roughly. Both of them knew this was bad, both of them knew this was wrong. But both of them knew it felt so right...

About half hour after their kiss, Joe and Nick left with their parents to return to their room. Nick half-ran down the corridor, not trusting the two alone. As he swung the door open, only to have it hit the wall and swing back into his face.

"God dammit!" he yelled, holding his nose, not the exact entrance he had planned.

"Goodnight guys, early call tomorrow." Mrs Jonas laughed, tapping Nick on the back and walking down to her room.

"Someone was in a rush..." Joe laughed, brushing past him and sitting next to Mikaela on the sofa, after the very passionate kiss, they had ended up in an awkward silence which they decided to fill with a film.

"Oooh! I love this film!" Joe said ecstatically clapping his hands and bouncing in his seat.

"Shut up Joe, it's only Alvin and the Chipmunks." Kevin said, stifling a giggle.

"Yeah, it's late anyway, and we have a call at half seven, so we best get to bed."

As the four of them walked over to their cases to exchange their clothes for their PJ's, Nick couldn't stop staring at Mikaela. She really was beautiful. Even if she was a slut. A slut who happened to be a virgin... but still a god damn slut. A slut who he had to share the last night in bed with - coincidentally.

The night passed slowly for Mikaela who led besides Nick in the double bed. She couldn't sleep. She had betrayed Nick, used Kevin, and even hurt herself. How could that kiss feel good? It was nothing compared to Nicks of course, but it was still amazing.

How could she explain this to Nick?

How could she explain this to Kevin?

She couldn't even explain it to herself.

She was a liar, a cheat, and a user.

Silently Mikaela knew what she was to do.

Come clean...

"So, I've been leading Kevin on, but in my defense, if Nick wasn't being such a jackass, none of this would have happened."

"Look, Mitzi, I know you're hurting, and I know Nick was completely out of line, but you shouldn't be doing this to Kevin, but I'm sure either way he'll understand, Nick might be a little harder to convince..".

For the rest of the night, Joe and Mikaela formed a plan to show just how much Mikaela did like Nick, and if that didn't work, she decided leaving would be the best ultimatum.

"Nick, come on! We'll be late otherwise!" Joe yelled from the bus's "living room"

"Okay Joe, God calm down, it's only sound check, I don't even understand why we're leaving an hour earlier than we need to."

"Just get your butt down here, dude".

10 minutes later, Nick arrived down the stairs, still looking as pissy as ever.

"Cheer up, emo kid!" Joe laughed, rubbing his brothers afro of curls.

"Whatever, let's just get this over with, K?"

Mikaela's pov;

What was I thinking? I can't possibly sit here and tell Nick everything. Screw the plan, I'm out. This will never work, he'll never understand, and we'll never be the same. As I stood up to leave, a large commotion could be heard from a mile away. Hell, it could be heard from Atlantic City.

BOOSH!

"Damn, watch where you're going you jer.. Nick?" Coincidence? Probably not, I've gathered that God probably hates me by now, so why would he let this happen smoothly? Why would he let me and Nick finally be happy.

"Mit..Mikaela, wha- What are you doing here?"

Was Nick nervous?

Mr Nicolas Jerry Jonas, singer and guitarist in a massive band, who performs on stage almost every night, Mr "cool", Mr "confident"... Nervous?

"Oh, uhm, your brothers, well, Joe... he thought it would be a good idea, but it's obviously not, I get it now Nick, I blew it, and I've got no-one else to blame but myself, I even thought this stupid song would change things, but it's obvious it's not import-"

"Song? What song?"

Well it was obvious Nick had gained back his posture, just as I was losing mine...

"A song, Joe helped me really, we were up most of the night writing it, and then he fell asleep, so I had to finish it, well, the last two lines, but it was still hard, but it was just a stupid little love song.."

"Love?" Nick managed to choke out.

"Please, show me it?"

Sighing deeply, I knew once I had mentioned a song, I had no hope in Hell to change his mind, so I walked over to the piano and set all my notes and lyrics out.

"What's it called?" Nick questioned, sitting next to me on the piano stool,

"I haven't found a name that suited it enough yet.." I said nervously, he smelt so good...

This was it.

It was now, or never.

Pushing down a few keys, I coughed.

"From the very first moment I saw you
Thats when I knew
All the dreams I held in my heart
Had suddenly come true
Knock me over stone cold sober
Not a think I could say or do
cos baby when Im walking with you now
My eyes are so wide
Like you reached right into my head
And turned on the light inside
Turning on the light
Inside my mind hey .."

Pressing his fingers softly on top of mine, I looked up in surprise, preparing myself for the worst.

"Mitz..."

"Look, I get it, you don't like it, it's fine" I tried to fake a smile as a tear rolled down my cheek.

God damn my lack of composure.

"No, I like it... in fact, I love it..I love you."

Well, this knocked the wind out of me, so to speak.

I was preparing for the worst, but definitely not this.

And with that, he kissed me.

Sorry it's been AGES since I've updated this, but thank you so much for the reviews, they really are inspiring!

I've been trying to write a lot more, it's just been so much going on with College, so much going on with trying to find a job, (which if anyones interested, hasn't gone well!), boyfriend (or should I say ex...) and friend troubles... but o well!

I'm going to start writing a lot more, more often.

I know where I want the story to go,

I just don't know how to get there. So if you have any pointers, I'm always welcome to criticism.

A/N:

I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE LYRICS USED, OR THE JONAS BROTHERS (to my uttermost dismay..)

AND THE ONLY THING I DO OWN, IS THE PLOT, AND FICTIONAL CHARACTERS.

Thanks, Char. Xoxo

Songs used in the fic; We can't love like this anymore – Alabama.

Be mine – David Gray.