A/N: Yo, yo! Hey guys. Sorry for this super duper late chapter. I just had a writer block and yup. I don't know when I'll be able to update but I do swear I will finish this story as soon as I can. I'm also working on my jemi story Wrong Fall and I might make a youtube series later. I'm almost on summer vacation so this is gonna be cool. I'm also working on 8 plots for new stories and a story sampler to post. I hope yall like them:) Loveyou and thanks for your feed- back.

"Dad?" I asked at the empty kitchen in front of me. I didn't know what was with him lately. These couple of days he had been disappearing all morning and didn't even bother to wake me up to say he was coming back in a few or at least leave a note. I was starting to feel he was hiding something from me and of course it wasn't something related with mom… I think.

I opened the fridge and found it empty. "Gosh." I mumbled for myself in the middle of the creepy morning silence in the kitchen. Dad was just like that, he would never go to the grocery store not even to buy milk and I wanted my Cheerios so bad right now. I decided to make coffee instead. I opened the pantry at the bottom left and found the coffee jar empty too.

"For God's sake…"

There was nothing in that house, nothing and he wasn't even here to take me out for breakfast. I decided it wasn't that late for me to get a starbucks. I didn't even wash myself, I just changed my PJ's into my comfy jeans and a Radio Head T- Shirt, my usual baseball cap with my hair tide in a pony tail. I left my house and walked till the nearest mall, obviously the only one in Savannah.

It was so crowded; I wondered why but didn't pay much attention to it. I went directly to the Coffee Shop and asked for my usual Caramel Frap and got it immediately. I decided to drink it there because it was better than my lonely home. The house, I could actually call home now. It had been 2 amazing months with my dad in Georgia. We reconnected and well, I love him more than I thought. I remember the first day at his house. I said this wasn't my home, at least not yet but I would try to make it as if it was it and I made it. I now think that's my home, better than the one back in Iowa, much better. The fresh air in Georgia made me feel goose bumps; it was so different from the Iowa cold breeze.

The same type of people was walking by over and over. The typical slutty girls wearing tank tops and short shorts. Don't get me wrong, I mean I know shorts must be SHORT but come on; there's a limit where you can't call them shorts anymore, you'll call them thongs. The typical guy with big muscles showing them all over the place just to get late. Probably I wasn't used to this atmosphere because back at home everyone knows each other and yeah, we do have sluts and "studs" but it's calmer than here. It seems the hormones are flying all over the place.

I kept on walking as I passed a few stores full with people. It was probably a sale day because it was way way too crowded for it to be a normal day. I suddenly remembered I had to buy a new battery for my camera. Since I had only a few days left on Georgia, I was planning to take a lot of pictures with dad to save them on an album. I was going to miss him so much I had to have a way to remember our time together. I got into the Shop and looked for the batteries, while looking for them I found a shelf full with magazines. I'm really not the type of girl who buys mags to know the lasts fashion trends or to find out who's famous are dating but since now I'm sorta linked to Nick Miller, the greatest actor of the moment and one of my now closest friends Selena Richardson, a legend in the media and oh, let's not forget about the Grammy winner, Taylor Richardson, who was in love with me.

Yeah, this past 2 months had been crazy. I picked up a Seventeen Mag issue to find Selena on the cover. This girl was amazingly beautiful, you could just tell by checking out the cover. She looked stunning in that golden dress. I opened it to read the interview and noticed the issue was recent.

"Selena Richardson, what's her life like? Read to find out." The magazine told. I turned over the page and found another flawless picture of Selena. I read almost all the interview when I got to an interesting part.

SM: I know you're currently filming a new movie, what's the name?

SR: You know, it's kinda funny because it has had a bunch of names but I think we'll stick with Conspiracy Theory, it's kinda mysterious. (laughs)

SM: And how is it to hang with the crew and cast every day?

SR: Awesome. I mean, I think we're a big family and well, they are all amazingly awesome.

SM What's it like to share the big screen with your ex- boyfriend Nick Miller?

SR: We're friends and it's awesome.

SM: When you start filming a movie you don't know anyone but when you finish it, it seems everyone is like a family. Have you made a very close friend during this experience?

SR: Yeah, I mean I feel we're all a family as you said but yes I made a really good friend there, one I thought we couldn't be as close as we are.

SM: Really? Who is it?

SR: She's not in the public eye but she's a really humble, caring and loving girl. We text each other almost every day.

I kept thinking, was she referring to me? If she was, she was better than I thought. She was an amazing person. I bought the magazine just to keep on reading it later, weird me but it was only because Selena was on the cover. I finally got home and found it empty again. I was still wondering where the hell dad was in. He was acting weird, hiding things from me, not telling me where he was going and the other day I found this white bottle with unknown pills and he just took it away from me and hid it again. I was starting to wonder if he was sick and he didn't wanna tell me about it. I sat in the blue leather couch on the living room feeling the cold breeze touch my skin. I checked and we had 2 voice messages in the answering machine. I pressed the gold button and it started.

First Message, Hey Allan. This is Adam and I kinda miss hanging with you. Call me to go out someday.

I knew Adam had to call eventually. He and dad were too close to not talk to each other after the movie was done filming.

Second Message, Hey Miley. This is Nick. I was wondering if… well just give me a call when you hear this. I,… I love you.

My heart stopped beating for a second, my hands were cold and I was frozen. Nick. That was it. That was why I was worried, it was because of Nick. I hadn't seen him since the Goodbye Party for the cast and crew. I knew he wasn't leaving Georgia till next week because he had told me his parents were leaving for Australia and if he goes back to L.A. now he wouldn't be able to spend time with them before their trip. I grabbed my phone and called Nick instantly. I really wanted to know what everything was about, I needed to know what he wanted to tell me.

"Hello?" Nick's voice sounded down, tired and worried.

"Hi," I managed to reply back at the sound of his hurtful voice.

"Miley?"

"Yeah, I… I just got your message and well, I wanted to know what happened." I needed to know if he was fine, I needed to see him, I needed to hug him, I just needed him.

"Oh," He made a pause to a point all that was left to hear was his breathing. "I need to see you, I have to."

Did he just read my mind or what? "I must see you too but I totally understand if you're busy with your parents."

"No. I miss you so much Miley. I have to see you again before I leave to L.A. again." He coughed.

"Yeah but your parents and I don't wanna-"

"You won't. Tomorrow I'll pick you up at 8. Dress formal." He mumbled.

"Why formal?" Are we going to a special dinner?

"You'll be meeting my parents tomorrow. I have to go now. I miss you and I love you."

I sighed as in awe for the fact that I will be meeting Nick's parents tomorrow. "I love you too."

Before we could even articulate another word, he hung up. I figured out he couldn't talk anymore or it was just too hurtful to be far from each other. I started wondering how his parents would be. Will they be the normal- fancy couple type? Or maybe the kind- smiley one? I was just so near to find it out.

Today, I, Miley Ray Steward was officially meeting my boyfriend's parents.

It was already 7:30 and I wasn't ready yet. I knew Nick was always on time so I had to be ready on time too. Besides, I was meeting his parents for God's sake. I had to look presentable, that's why I called Sel earlier to ask her for advice. She immediately sent me a guy who helped me pick the right dress. I was wearing a red silk long dress with the perfect heels. I was so bad at doing my hair but I had to learn to do it by myself so here I was, trying to make a fancy bun. After 15 minutes of trying it ended up messy but it looked nice so I left it like that. I finished with a red lip- gloss and went downstairs. Dad was preparing dinner or at least he was making the intent to.

"Dad…"

"Holy.." He dropped the pan when he saw me, he almost god burned. "Darling…" He walked towards me and grabbed my hands. "This kid is lucky, you look beautiful tonight."

The touch of his hands made me get the chills but it was worth it. "Thank you dad." Mom would've never told me this… she was way too simple for my taste.

"No need to thank, I'm just being honest here." We smiled along and hugged.

I loved my dad. He was my everything, he was the only good thing I had in life. Nick was fighting with the place too but dad was my DAD. He was… all.

After a few minutes hugging dad shrieked in some odd way. "Daddy are you okay?" I was afraid he was hurt or something was wrong with him. He was pale as if he had seen a ghost.

"Yeah…" He mumbled pressing his stomach with his hands.

"Are you sure? If you want I can stay and-"

"No," He interrupted me. "Go honey, I'm fine. Have the best night of your life okay?" He fake smiled. I knew something was wrong but he just wouldn't tell me but what could I do? That was dad and he wasn't gonna change.

A beep sounded and I could totally recognize it. Nick's beep was Nick's beep and it would always stay the same.

"Daddy, I…-"

"You need to go. Mi don't worry, I'll be just fine." He groaned.

"Okay." I sighed. There was no way in changing his mind; he was as stubborn as I was. Well, now I know why I'm like that."

I smiled and left the house. Nick was walking towards the door and when he saw me his mouth dropped. He was surprised, speechless and more things I couldn't even think of right now. There he was, wearing a black tuxedo with his pockets rolled to look more casual, his usual black converse and his messy brown curls. There was no difference between the Nick I saw two weeks ago than the one I'm seeing right now. It was Nick, my Nick.

"Hey beautiful." He whispered in my ear. His voice was seductive as hell.

"Hey handsome." I had to answer as creative as him.

"You look wow tonight. This red dress is perfect for the occasion." He smiled towards me.

"Thank you. You don't look that bad, you know?" I laughed and he mocked at me. He was so easy to get along, he was perfect.

"Jeez, thanks for the compliment." He giggled. "Well, come here Cinderella; you're meeting my parents tonight." He opened the car door for me. I closed my eyes and just wished everything turn out fine.

"Woah." That was the only world that slipped out of my tongue when I first walked into Nick Miller's mansion. Wait, scratch that. It wasn't a mansion, it was a big apartment and it wasn't that fancy as I thought.

"What? You look disappointed Mi." He tried to read my facial expression. I wasn't astonished because of his house; I was astonished because it was… less than I thought for an actor.

"I am… sorta." I tried my best to not bring him down. I didn't mean it.

"Why?" Silence took over as I closed my mouth. He kept gazing at me non- stop.

"It's not…"

"What you expected." He finished for me. Even he knew what I was thinking, what I was imagining.

"How did you-?"

"Everyone thinks that." He smiled. "I know it's not the biggest or fanciest house for an Oscar- winner." He smiled again.

"Yeah, that's exactly what I thought. But why?" I was astonished because I mean, let's be honest. It's Nicholas freaking Miller, what can you expect?

"I don't know." He rubbed his neck looking for the right answer. "I wanted to keep it cool, homey, familiar. I didn't wanna go for all those material stuff and an enormous house where I would probably never be in." His eyes showed that he was telling the truth.

"Everyday I'm more surprised." The phrase had been with me since we started to get to know each other more. He had surprised me in every way possible and dropped all my fake expectations about an actor, a rich and famous guy.

"Why?" He laughed at my expression.

"Because.." My eyes were wide open, emphasizing what I was going to tell. "You're not what I expected. I expected a brat, a cold person who only cared about money and fame and you're the opposite. Instead, I found a loving and caring guy who loves his family and never forgets where he came from and this is exactly what I want in my life." I finished with a smile. He was everything I ever wanted, everything I ever needed and everything I would have in my life.

He leaned on me and gave me a soft kiss on the lips. He tasted like the sun, if that can help in any way to explain my feelings. Every time we kiss, every time we touched… he made me feel more in love. It was nothing compared to what I had felt before because this time… it was real.

"Darling…" A woman's melodic voice echoed behind us.

We both turned and I saw a brunette walking down the gold fancy stairs of the house. She was wearing a long strapless black dress. It seemed so delicate that if I touched it, it'll melt in my hands. Her raven black hair was tide in a perfect bun letting a few curls on her shoulders. Her pale skin looked so soft and shiny. As she made her way towards us she smiled and patted Nick shoulder.

"You came home early; I didn't hear you in…" She looked at him with this look; I can't explain it because only mom's can do that without us knowing what it is about.

"Hey mom." Nick smiled. After kissing my boyfriend's cheek she turned and met me face to face. She was surprised to see me but then a small smile crept on her perfectly thin lips.

"Oh hello." Another small smile was directed to me. I couldn't help but smile along with her. She made me feel protected, safe and part of the family. "You must be Miley? Nicky has told us so much about you!" She reached a hand for a hug.

I felt strange. When you first meet your parent's boyfriend you are terrified as hell. You are concerned about if they will like you or tell their son to never see you again. You will try to make the best impression you can but will fail at it because you're too nervous to even think with coherence. Instead of having those feelings my friends had warned me about, I had the opposite ones. I felt as if I had known her for a long time. It felt as if she was a friend of the family, my family. A woman who had seen me when I still crawled, a woman who had changed my underwear when I was little. She made everything feel homey to me.

I hugged her back. Her soft skin made me feel comfortable, safe. "I'm Denise Miller by the way." She smiled bigger than she did before.

I could barely speak, I was nervous but I could manage to answer just to be polite and cause a good impression. "Nice to meet you Mrs. Miller." I smiled and shook her hand. "I'm Miley Stewart."

"Oh don't call me Mrs. It sounds so old. Just Denise, call me Denise." She patted my shoulder as in comfort for me to calm down because I was shaking and didn't even notice it.

"Alright." I nodded. "Nice to meet you… Denise." We both smiled as I watched Nick's facial expression as in awe for this exact moment.

"Honey," Denise looked towards Nick. "I'll go get your father."

This time she was looking towards me "Men, you know how they are. Fast at eating but the slowest at getting ready. I'll be right back." She went upstairs grabbing her dress to not fall. I could see her perfect silver heels on her white feet. She was a real lady.

The moment Denise disappeared I let out a sigh without realizing it. "So?" Nick asked and grabbed my waist.

"So?" I asked back, I was relieved that her mom liked me… sort of.

"How did that go?" He seemed amused at hearing my opinion about his mom, typical Nick.

"Well..." I wrapped his neck. "I think it went pretty well for the first time." We both laughed and pecked each other's lips.

"Wait till you meet my dad." He warned or at least it sounded like a warning.

"Why?" I pulled away. My hands were cold just like if it was winter and again, I was shaking. "Is he…? I don't know."

"Mi don't be scared." He mocked at me being afraid. "If you think mom is kind and loving, then you'll love dad."

"Are you sure?" I asked in awe. This could be the story of a happy couple. She was kind, nice and loving and he had the worst personality ever.

"Yes." He nodded between laughs. "I'm sure you'll love it but the old man is a little stubborn though."

"Ha. I heard you." Nick's dad appeared from nowhere.

"Don't tell him I told you." Nick smiled in front of me. "Dad!" He hugged Mr. Miller and patted his back. "It's always so good to see you."

Mr. Miller was wearing a similar tuxedo as Nick's. He was an old man, in his 40 probably. He was half bold and the little hair he still had was black. He was wearing small expensive glasses and a silver watch. This sir gazed at me the instant he pulled away from Nick.

"Nicholas…" He looked towards Nick and then towards me standing in the most awkward way in the middle of the living room. "Who is this lovely lady?" He asked emphasizing the word LOVELY.

Nick rubbed his neck as usual and answered "Dad this is Miley. Miles this is my dad, Mr. Kevin Miller sir."

I shook Mr. Miller's strong pale hand as I smiled. "Nice to meet you Mr. Miller."

"No, no, no." He hugged me and replied "I'm not that old, just call me Kevin or if you want Mr. Kevin because of my son. Believe me; you don't wanna get confused like a lot of people." He smiled and patted my shoulder. What's with this people making me feel so homesick now?

"Alright, Mr. Kevin then." I smiled and he nodded.

"Where are your brothers Nicholas?" Mr. Kevin asked Nick.

"I don't know, I didn't even know they were coming." Brothers? Nick had brothers? Once again, I feel like I don't know the real Nick Miller.

"Well hello, hello family." A tall brunette joined us in the living room. His skin was tanned and he was wearing glasses, big glasses. His tuxedo was blue with a pink tie.

"Finally Joseph." Mr. Kevin mumbled and hugged apparently 'Joseph'.

"Hey bro, what's up? Long time, no see." Joseph told Nick.

"I know dude." Nick hugged him back. "Hey, remember I told you about Miley?" Nick grabbed my waist and Joseph just gazed at me from head to toe.

"This is Miley?" Joseph asked in disbelief.

"Yup."

I stood there awkwardly as they all three stared at me. I couldn't think of say or do anything else but smile. I'm guessing that could cover all answers? I was just so nervous even though the worst part of meeting his parent's was over.

"Well done bro." Joseph smirked towards me. Nick elbowed him and smiled. I couldn't help but blush a deep red. "Nice to meet you Miley. I'm Joe, Nick's brother." He shook my hand and smiled.

"Nice to meet you Joe." I blushed again. His family was so nice to me; they were like a second family to me.

"Where's Demi?" Nick asked him. I couldn't help but wonder who Demi was. The only Demi I knew was…

"She's coming tonight. She's in the guest's bathroom." Joe swayed.

All of the sudden a blonde was approaching us with a deep blue long dress full with jewelry. Her hair color was like bright ashes and black thin lines. Her long blonde waves were falling on her tanned shoulders as she slipped into Joe's arms. Her lips were deep red, like blood. I knew I had seen her somewhere else but I couldn't remember when.

"Demi!" Mr. Kevin reached for a hug.

"Hello Mr. Kevin, it's always good to see you." She kissed both of his cheeks and waved at Nick. "Hey Nick." She smiled towards me just to be polite, she didn't knew me but I had a feeling I knew her.

"Miley this is Demi Jones, she is Joe's girlfriend."

I knew her. She was the amazing Demi Jones, the singer. I remembered Liam and I used to be crazy about her music a year ago when she was still a brunette. This girl had some serious issues about picking the right color for her hair but she was amazingly talented. Her voice was really good and strong. She had won so many Grammy's I can't even count and she was so young.

"Demi this is my girlfriend Miley." Nick introduced us. It felt different for Nick to present me as his girlfriend, it felt good. I felt as something important in his life, something that will last.

"Nice to meet you Miley, I'm Demi." Her white smile shinned all over the living room.

"Nice to meet you too. I'm, I'm a big fan. I have all your records, I swear." Everyone broke into laughter and I blushed a deep red again.

"Thanks." She smiled after all the laughs taking over the room.

Joe's and Nick's mom got there and hugged Demi as well. "We're only missing Kevin and Danielle."

"Wait," I said out loud. "Paul Kevin Miller is your brother?" Everyone knew Paul Kevin Miller was the most famous guitar player in the industry.

"That's my son." Mr. Kevin smiled towards me.

"Woah. So you guys have, Nicholas Miller the youngest actor in winning an Oscar, Paul Kevin Miller; the best guitarist in history as your sons?" I smiled astonished.

They both giggled and nodded. Joe interrupted patting my shoulder so I could turn and meet his face.

"Hey, don't forget about me." He crossed his arms in front of his chest and I could only see Demi laughing in the back of the living room.

"What?" I was surprised but I didn't really know who Joe Miller was.

"I'm a comedian." He smiled.

I gazed at Nick just in case it was a joke. He laughed and slipped his hands around my waist. "Ignore him. He just wants to be famous." We all laughed and Demi kissed Joe's cheek. "Don't worry bro, by just being my brother and Kevin's brother you're already famous." Nick smirked towards Joe.

"Yeah yeah sure." Joe laughed and sat next to Demi in the white couch. "Anyway, where the hell is Kevin? Doesn't he know it's almost time for dinner?"

"I know. These kids will never learn." Denise spat out as she intertwined hands with Mr. Kevin.

All of a sudden a tall white man got into the living room with a tanned tall girl coming with him. His hands were placed one in his pocket and another one wrapping this girl's waist.

"Kevin!" Denise ran and hugged him; she also greeted the tanned girl next to him. She was wearing a long white dress and her brown hair was tide in a messy but cute bun.

Kevin hugged everyone in the room till he got to Nick and I. "Hey bro." He hugged Nick really tide. My guess was that they were really close.

"Kev, this is Miley." He introduced me.

"Welcome to the family Miley." Kevin hugged me and made me feel homey again. They were all just so kind to me.

"Nice to meet you Kevin." I smiled.

Everyone was at the living room. We were all together, each brother with his respective girlfriend and of course, Mr. and Mrs. Miller. I took a second to look around the place. We all seemed like we were in a fairy tale. Everything seemed perfect, all seemed good. There were no flaws and for the first time I felt happy, in a deep way.

"Officially, the entire family is here." Denise claimed.

It made me realize I was standing next to the man of my dreams, the one who made them become true. The one who made myself stop dreaming and start living. He was my everything, he and his family opened his arms to me and now we collided. We were one. He was my heart, he was my all.