Well this is a quick update and guys... I swear. Reading the poll results were intense for me!! I can't believe a lot of you guys like Moe! lolz. I thought I might actually have to change my story. But here goes the results.

LOE 3
MOE 8
SMITCHIE 10 (I counted Night _Owl_33's vote as A)
Taylor Swift 1

And so this shall continue to be a Niley story. With minor Smitchie. Well, sorry to those who did not get their wish...

xoxo

He was distracted the whole time—because of Miley.

He loves her. No, he loved her. He's totally over her—well, he thought so. But that doesn't give him the right to be a jerk. It was pretty harsh. Oh boy, somebody really needs to give him a big slap (not that the one Miley gave him was forgotten). So guess what? He decided to slap himself. He was being the old 14 year-old Nate Gray—who's goofy and nerdy.

"GO!!" Brian yelled.

It took Nate around 10 seconds to realize the game has started. Well, that and everyone else yelling, "Come on Nate!" and "What are you doing?!"

Nate ran closer to Miley who was targeting someone from the Green Team, "Miley, we need to talk!" He whispered loudly.

Miley frowned at shot him a look, "Now is not the time!" She whispered back.

"Please," he begged. "Duck and cover!"

Miley jumped out and Nate shot the boy which made him automatically 'dead'. Miley looked at Nate, "Good job."

"Thank you," he replied as he sighed heavily. The excitement was too much for him. Yea, he's a pussy. "Now will you talk to me?"

"Okay, why do you keep deciding these things at the most inappropriate time?!" she asked while the both of them were still trying to stay 'out of sight'. Clearly he doesn't understand the point of this game, "I'll talk to you after this is finished. Now will you please get out of the way?" she demanded.

"Thanks," he flashed a huge grin and finally got out of the way.

***

"Do you have split personalities? Or do you suffer from some kind of mental illness that isn't found yet? Because I'm tired of you—," Miley started to trail off before Nate placed his finger on her lips and told her to shut up.

Like I said, Miley and Nate were sort of an 'on/off' couple before they broke up. They fight, they break up. They kiss, they make up. Well, you can finish Katy Perry's song by your own. Right now they maybe on the verge to making up again—or are they? All I know is that they were in Miley's tent.

They both sat in an awkward silence for a moment until Nate finally decided to show her something, "I wanna show you something. Actually you need to hear something." He got and took a guitar from her bed and she looked at him speechless and wondered what he was going to do. "Listen to this."

"Open your eyes,

And you'll see that I'm there for you,

You close your eyes,

And know that I'm thinking of you"

He started singing a song she's never heard of. All she knows is that the song is beautiful. She took notice of how he played his guitar and the way he sang the lyrics. He certainly got better but the way he played it was still the same. He kept on playing the rest of the song until a verse caught Miley's attention.

"We may be far,

But I know in my heart,

You don't need to be together,

To be in love"

He sang a few more verses and finished, "I meant every sentence I sang."

"You don't love me, Nate," Miley started to tear up. "Because you were never there for me. You used to—but not anymore."

"Maybe I couldn't be with you. But I wanted to be with you. I swear,"

Right outside, Shane Gray heard every word. He understood what his brother's going through—he's seen it. But could he accept it? Could he let Nate hurt Miley once more? Is he too selfish for actually wishing Miley would say no?

"What about Alex?" he heard Miley say.

"We used to be close friends and she was there for me when we broke up—she helped me try to forget you. But she failed—and she's still trying," Nate explained. "I want us to be friends again." He finally demanded. Miley couldn't answer the request. He handed her something, "Read it and then give me an answer." And with that he left her tent.

"What are you doing?" he asked—surprised to see Shane outside.

"It should be me asking, I was just about to see Miley," he delivered the line perfectly as if he had it practiced. He entered the tent to see Miley almost crying while looking at a notebook. Miley shoved him out of the room and told him to stay out.

"Now is not the time, Shane."

After Shane left she opened the book which had her name written on its front cover. Alex must not know about this, she thought. She flipped through the lyric filled pages. And some sentences were caught in her.

"She means nothing. Nothing at all…"

"I like seeing you smile, I like the way your teeth shows every time."

And her favorite one,

"You caught my sight the first time I saw you

You blew my mind with everything you do

I couldn't help but fall for you

I was head over heels for you"

She closed the book and smiled. She loved every song written in the book, every sentence, every word. And she liked how the dates they were written were there. She opened the book again and skipped to the last entry—yesterday. The lyrics were different, they were depressed. It's not hard to notice the tear drop markings as well.

"You look into your soul and you see what's wrong

Every little intimidating song

Every little whisper you think you heard

Every lie that you create

You cry yourself to sleep every night

You think you can stand it but you can't adjust

You say "I love you" but you think it twice

Every thing they say makes you surprise"

Did Nate really feel this way yesterday? One line stood out the most at her. Verse two—line 3. What does that mean?

***

"Am I selfish, Mitchie?" Shane Gray asked her.

Mitchie paused at awe. She couldn't fully compromise the current situation, "I don't get it. I thought you wanted Nate and Miley to get along."

"Yea, but I want her to be happy. What if he hurts her again?"

Mitchie nervously chuckled, "I'm pretty sure she'll be happy with him." She said and looked at Shane, "I think the problem's with you. Because frankly, I think they're perfect for each other."

Shane just kept quiet. He wasn't really listening to Mitchie—he just needed someone to listen to him. Not the other way around. Shane, Shane! A voice called. Shane woke up from his thoughts and looked at Mitchie. Mitchie looked at him with sad eyes, "Please don't tell me you're in love with her."

"I'm not in love with my own sister." He said.

"But what if you are? How could you do that to Nate—to me?" she asked her face really sad. Shane stayed still for a moment until he realized what Mitchie just said.

"What?"

Mitchie hesitated to open her mouth but did it anyways. Her eyes were almost in tears, "I—I—I think I love you, Shane."

Shane practically jumped up, "What? Since when?"

Mitchie rolled her eyes, "Does that even matter?"

They looked at each other awkwardly—Mitchie still with sadness in her eyes. Shane, well, he's feeling a lot of things right now. Shock, surprised, confused, and flattered. They continued to stare at each other's eyes until finally Mitchie wiped her tears, and giggled, "I'm joking."

Shane continued to stare at her. Mitchie was still giggling, "I'm not in love with a Gray Brother." But then she cried again. And he hugged her tightly while she cried. He knows she's lying, deep down he knows she's in love with him. He has a gift for telling. But he kept denying it himself—well, now she said it out loud to him. He can't really deny it anymore.

He's not in love with Mitchie—and he's not in love with Miley. He's never been in love with anyone before—and he's not ready. So he forced a quiet giggle, and as he hugged Mitchie closely, he whispered, "I know."

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Why is this update so quick? Well, because I was totally inspired to write as soon as I saw how many reviews you guys gave! Love you all.