The tall thin girl made her way over to the two shocked young adults and the disapproving mother who had her arms crossed and her lips pursed. This is not what my daughter needs right now, Tish thought to herself.

"Selena," Demi hissed stepping in front of me, her hand on her hip, and a protective glare in her eyes, "Selena," she repeated, "Miley really doesn't need your drama in her life right now because if you were too stupid to see, she's checking herself into rehab."

Selena looked at her feet ashamed. She was wearing white skinny jeans, silver flip flops, and a pink flowy top, her hair was in a loose bun with bits and pieces hanging out. No one could deny it, she looked flawless, but they all saw past her look and into her darkened, hollowed-out soul. "I'm so sorry," she whispered apologetically. Looking up for the first time, her puffy and blood shot eyes were visible, "Miley," she cried, her voice rough and raw, breaking as she talked, "I'm so sorry for everything that happened between us."

Miley just sat in the wheel chair shocked, looking around, she tried to spot cameras. Tish just shook her head glaring at the black haired actress and singer while Demi was still ready to pounce.

"Why should she believe anything you say," Demi sneered, "you were supposed to be her friend, but instead, you stole her boyfriend. I'm sure that you've got something up your sleeve and she's not going to fall for it. What? Do you want Nick back? Is that it? Or do you want to steal her fans again by acting like some goody-two-shoes when you're really just a bitch," she said, her voice getting louder with every word.

The brown eyed girl just shook her head and cried harder, "Miley," she said, "Demi, guys, I am so sorry. I was selfish and a bitch and I don't deserve your forgiveness, but I really miss you guys and I'm just," Selena groaned throwing her head back, "I'm so sorry for ever doing anything bad to you two because you guys are part of the reason I am where I am today. Miley, I'm so sorry for stealing Nick away from you, but he was cute and sweet and famous, which would make me more famous. I'm so happy with Justin right now and I just wanted everything in my life to be fine again," she muttered.

The blue eyed beauty looked at Selena confused, "are you serious," Miley questioned in a repulsed tone, "after everything that you've done to me, everything you've done to Demi- you walked away when Demi needed you the most," she yelled angrily, "frankly," she scoffed dimming her voice, "I hope you and Justin are very happy together, in fact, I'm going to do the right thing and say that I hope you are enjoying your life," she ridiculed through her clenched jaw, "but other than that," she scoffed, "you're wasting your time coming here because there's no way in hell I can forgive you for everything that you did. Gosh," she chuckled shaking her head, "I can't even forgive you for anything you did. You're a bitch, Selena, and once everyone sees that, you'll be right here begging for my forgiveness again- just so you can get famous again. I have two things to say to you, you're fake and if you lay your hands on Nick when I'm gone or you talk to Demi, I swear I will ruin you," she threatened.

"Did you hear her," Demi questioned. Selena nodded silently. "Then bu-bye," Miley and Demi both said fakely before waving and pointing to the door.

Meanwhile, Nick was lying in his room staring at the white ceiling. He rolled his eyes thinking of all the trouble he had gotten himself into within the past few weeks. Somehow, he had managed to loose his virginity to a woman that he in no way loved, go almost all the way with Miley, the woman he did love, and then, he lost her for what seemed like the millionth time. Only him, he thought to himself, only he would be able to get into this much crap in a short amount of time.

Hearing a knock at his door, he put his head up to see who it was.

"Hey," Kevin and Joe smiled with video games, movies, diet Coke, and popcorn in their hands, "can we come in," Kevin questioned.

The brown haired man nodded silently before lying back down again.

"So," Joe exclaimed, "movies or video games," he questioned standing over his little brother who was yet again staring off into space.

The twenty-one year old looked at his older brother with a worried frown before sighing and lying next to his brother on the king sized bed. Kevin lay on the other side of Nick so that Nick was in the middle and they all stared up at the ceiling.

A few minutes passed and the silence of the room was awkward for Kevin and Joe, but Nick didn't care. Actually, he really didn't care because he wasn't even paying attention. He was trying to soothe himself, the way he'd been doing for years, creating the ideal world in his mind, something that he called his future.

Miley was cooking dinner in a large white kitchen with black marble counters and an island latched on to the sink that held five black chairs. He would walk through the red door of the large multi-million-dollar Californian mansion that was either in Toluca Lake or Hollywood, he hadn't decided yet. Anyways, Nick would walk through the red door and down a small hallway going to the kitchen where he would wrap his arms around Miley from behind and kiss his beautiful Grammy and Oscar winning wife's cheek while hold her protruding stomach adoringly. Their child that had been growing in Miley's body for seven-and-a-half months. In the background, was the sound of children laughing. Three children, to be exact. One older girl who was seven and one set of two three-year-old twins, one boy and one girl.

A smile came to Nick's lips and Joe rolled his eyes chuckling, he knew of these fantasies, everyone in their family did. It was a topic that the Greys had no problem teasing Nick about in a loving manner. "What's going on in that head of yours, brother," he asked smiling. He loved it when Nick got this way, even if he was in love with Miley; he understood that Miley and Nick were supposed to be together.

"The kids are laughing in the background," he smiled, "Miley's pregnant and cooking dinner and I just came home from the studio," Nick replied finally breaking out of his daydream.

"So, how are you feeling about Miley going to rehab today? You know it's everywhere, right," Kevin questioned nervously biting his lip.

Nick nodded shrugging, "yeah, it probably is, but I've been avoiding the internet and gossip shows ever since I last saw Miley. I don't want to hear what they're saying because whatever it is, it's wrong. There's no way they have the exact cause of her break down."

"They're saying it's-"

"I don't want to know, don't tell me," Nick begged before sitting up and turning his video game system on before handing his brothers game controllers after getting himself one. They all sat on the bed and got situated to play with the XBOX 360. "Right now, the only thing I want to do, is kick your butts at Halo," he chuckled before pressing the game control buttons.

A/N: So, basically, what I was trying to get through in this chapter was that one, Selena wants their forgiveness, but they don't like her, and two, even though Joe is in love with Miley, he will always be there for his brother, even when he doesn't want to be. Thank you for reading this. Please answer this question, what should the story line of my Niley one shot be for Niley day? I'll try to write a couple so all of your ideas would be greatly appreciated; I'll try to write a few one-shots based on all of your ideas.