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"Yes!" Miley said, a huge grin spreading across her face. "When?"

"I don't know, next week?"

"Can you, one person, clear my entire schedule for a whole week in a week?" Miley asked with raised eyebrows. She couldn't help but think that Nick was underestimating everything even though he was the most realistic person she knew.

"Well, yeah, if me, Kevin, my parents, and possibly Joe and Dani are one person …"

Miley smiled.

"Do you know how grateful I am?" she said after a few seconds of comfortable silence.

Do you know how grateful I am? Nick thought, but he didn't want to bring up the other reason why he had changed his mind about the trip. So he just smiled and said, "It's not all for you. I really wanna go, too."

If possible, Mileys smile grew wider and happier.

"I love you," she whispered softly and wished more than anything that he'd be with her already.

"I love you, too," Nick said just as softly and Miley felt her heartbeat slowing down, calming. She didn't know why his 'I love you's still had that silly effect on her; it just made her relax and feel wanted and cared about. Especially from him. Even if she had started the exchange by saying, that she loved him.

"So!" Miley said suddenly and felt herself getting excited when she thought about it, "How do we get there?"

"I just thought we'd go there by plane?"

"Private or public?"

"Public," Nick said. "Does it sound weird, that a public plane will give us more privacy?"

Miley laughed lightly. "Yeah, but it's true. We'll just book first class tickets."

"To Florida?"

"To Florida." Miley replied softly.

"Can't wait," Nick said in a light tone.

"Me neither," Miley assured him.

"Start packing, princess, we'll be going sooner than you think."

Miley laughed at his deep, impersonating voice. She loved this goofy side of Nick that would come out sometimes - it was a side of himself he didn't show many people, and she was grateful that she was one of the few who knew that part of him. The serious Jonas Brother could be funny when he wanted to.

"I will," she assured him. "Look, my agent is really bugging me about getting off the phone, and you sound like you have something to do, too, so Im'a let you go, Nicky."

Nick chuckled. "Good luck with that witch."

"Hey, hey, you," Miley said, pretending a harsh tone. "You're going to want to be on good terms with that woman; you're going to convince her of a whole lot of stuff this week."

"Sorry, ma'am," Nick said and Miley smiled. There was a pause and then he continued: "Yeah, they're calling me, so I should probably go."

"Bye, Nicky," Miley said with a smile.

"Bye, Miles. Remember, I'll see you soon."

"Promise?"

"Of course."

Miley found herself bubbling with happiness every second of the entire following week before her and Nicks trip to Florida. He had been right when he said the week would go by quickly; soon after their last phone call, a week before their departure, they were greeting each other in front of Mileys house. They hadn't talked for an entire week because Nick had been too busy with his own plans and also rescheduling both of their next week. Miley let everyone helping Nick know, that she'd be happy to help them but they said she was doing enough already; a thing she didn't understand. What was she doing?

When she saw him, the first thing she did was run; run to him like a kid who's just seen santa. She reached the spot where he was standing and threw her arms around him before whispering, "It feels like it's been forever."

He pulled her close, squeezing her for a few seconds. "I know," he whispered back and brought a small, happy smile to Mileys face.

They pulled out of the hug, but kept their arms around each other as they shared a simple, loving kiss. Then they looked at each other one last time, smiled and pulled apart. Nick immediately grabbed Mileys hand, and it still made her smile and blush like the first time he had done that simple gesture years ago. There were something in her he still had his grip on.

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