A/N: Ok guys, so here's the deal... I moved and I just got Internet back at my new house! :( Hence the reason I have not been able to update! I'm really sorry! I hope you like this chapter and happy reading! :)

Disclaimer: Nope I dont own anything! ... Why are they for sell?

Chapter 10:

"What?" I asked again. I couldn't breath. What was I supposed to say?

She looked into my eyes with such an innocent and worried expression. I saw the tears in her eyes and saw the how her beautiful brown hair cascaded, so effortlessly, down the sides of her face and suddenly, I felt like a really terrible person.

"God if you get me out of this, I'll never ask you for anything ever again!" I prayed silently.

"Guys, what's taking you so long, we've been calling you for like 15 minutes," Interrupted Joe "Dinners ready."

"God I swear, I'll never sleep in church again"

I jumped off the bed and ran down the stairs so fast; you would've had to have been freakin' super man in order to catch me.

"Joe, where Miley?" dad asked Joe who was jogging down the stairs.

"She said she wasn't feeling well." He said sitting down at the dinning room table.

"Oh well that's too bad. Margrit" said dad gesturing to the maid

"Yes sir" responded Margrit in her faux British accent that annoyed my mom.

"Margit!" scolded my mom, "your from New Jersey, please use your real voice in this house."

"Yes moom." She ignored my mom.

I hated this. I hated having to watch some tramp maid talk to my mom like crap just because she knows she can't get fired. Yea, that's right, let's just say that Miley's mom isn't the only one my dad was sleeping with.

"Would you please tell the cook to make Miley a bowl of soup?" asked my dad pretending to be oblivious to what just transpired between the maid and mom.

"With pleasure sir." She winked at him, and then hurried off to the kitchen.

I really don't get it; Margrit looks like one of those people who could've at one point been slightly attractive but now, standing at 5'1, she looks like somebody ran over her with truck. She was really chubby and one of her front teeth is so crooked, that, if you look at her from a certain angle, it looks like she's missing a tooth. I know my mom can be difficult sometimes, but can you blame her? She's constantly feeling threatened; sometimes I think my dad sleeps with anybody (even Margrit) just as a big F.U to my mom.

Not surprisingly the remainder of dinner was spent in silence.

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"Knock Knock" Nick said leaning on the door of Miley's room.

"The door's not closed" said Miley sitting up in her bed and pushing her knee's up to her chest.

"I know." Nick replied, stepping into the light purple room, closing and locking the door behind him.

He slowly started to walk towards Miley.

"Stop" Miley said putting up her hand when he got near her bed.

"Miley-"he was cut off.

"Why Nick?" A tear rolled down her cheek, "Just tell me why?"

"I was just surprised."

"No Nick, it was more than that!" she said wiping away a tear, "It was like; it was like you were a different person Nick."

"I'm sorry." He said wrapping his arms around her shaking figure. "Shhh, its okay."

"Who is she?" She asked through her tears.

"She's, she's, she's nobody Miley can't we just forget about this?"

"Nick."

Nick sighed and rubbed his forehead "Fine. Around two years ago, I went out with this girl. I really thought I loved her but then she cheated on me, so I dumped her." He lied "See it's really not that big of a deal! Let's just forget about okay?"

Nick stared at Miley, he was feeling more guilty than ever. He waited for her reaction, she looked like she was thinking about what he had just said and he desperately hoped she believed him; he had never been a very convincing liar.

Finally, she looked at him, straight in the eye. "I believe you." she said

Those three words broke Nick Jonas. He's heart swelled with guilt as he stared into the bright green eyes of the beautiful creature before him. Nick didn't want to lie to her, honest! There was just no way he could tell her the truth.

Nick tried to push the thought out of his mind and placed a gentle kiss on Miley's lips. She giggled.

He put his arm around her shoulder as they both laid back on Miley's bed

Miley intertwined their hands, "So, is it true that Paul is sleeping with 'Margit the Monster'"

Nick laughed. "Yea"

Miley looked up at Nick with her most innocent expression, "Is that why your such a man whore?'

Nick fake gasped. Miley cracked a smile. "You're gonna pay for that" Nick said, and then started tickling her.

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Clack clack… clack clack… clack clack… clack clack

Miley snapped and turned around "Look old man, I don't know what your problem is or what you want from me but can you please do me favor and LEAVE ME ALONE!" yelled a frustrated Miley at the man, who was wearing unintentionally ripped, dirty jeans, and had a beard that covered the majority of his face, standing in front of her.

The man smirked.

Miley shot him a confused face, "What's funny?"

"You finally talked to me."

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"Look Demi, I really like you but I think we should just be friends." He did it! He finally did it, he broke up with Demi, face to face, in person."

Things were getting really serious between him and Miley and strangely, he liked it. How could something that felt so right, be so wrong?

"Well, that's all I wanted to say. See you." Nick said then turned around to leave.

"I'll tell" Demi said in a barely audible voice, stopping Nick dead in his tracks.

"What?" He turned around.

"I'll tell everyone that she's your sister."

Nick's mouth fell open, "Surprised?" asked Demi, softly.

"You knew?"

"I've always known."

"What do you want? He asked somberly.

"You"

"I have a girlfriend" said Nick.

"She's your sister Nick," retorted Demi.

Nick collapsed on her bed, "I know" he whispered, putting his face in his hands.

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Miley fiddled with the chipped paint on the park bench, the old man had asked her to sit down, "So, who are you?" she asked hesitantly, afraid of the answer.

The old man smirked, "I'm your father."

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A/N: Yep I know I'm very predictable! raise your hand(comment) if you new that was coming. But WOW! alot of Niley stuff has happened since I last updated! How do you guys feel about that I'm kind of at a cross roads cause I want them to get back together... but at the same time, Miley seems so happy. :( Well anyways, who's read "Miles to Go?" I haven't gotten yet but I cant wait!

Once again, I'm really, really, really, x infinitely sorry that it took so long! Please take mercy on me and review! :) *Crossing fingers* I, seriously, love, appreciate, (and don't deserve) all your comments! :) Thank you guys for all your support and REALLY hope you liked this chapter!

Question: Today's the 10th and I'm uploading the 10th chapter, so can anyone guess when I'm uploading chapter 11? :)

Love always,

NimaKitty