Nick and I walked hand-in-hand into the studio to see Kevin already sitting down adjusting some things on the soundboard.

The past week, I've been in a writing craze, my fingers are bleeding from all the guitar playing, but I'm happy. Yesterday, we had a band that we hired come in and record the guitar part while Nick came up with a drum beat and a bass line. I have to admit, although I can play the guitar I'm not really comfortable playing it live or recording it. I also don't know that much about actually composing melodies apart from acoustic guitar. But I guess that's part of the learning process.

"You ready?" Kevin asks me and I smile and nod. I picked up my songbook and flipped it open to the first song we were going to record. Start All Over. I hummed the chorus to myself before getting up to go into the recording booth.

"Wait," Nick says grabbing my waist and leaving a small kiss on my lips, "For good luck," he says smiling. I smile back at him and go into the booth, ignoring Kevin who's shaking his head at us.

Everything is already set up and I put the head phones over my ears and stand in front of the microphone. I give Kevin a thumbs up and he starts the back track. I tap my toes and nod my head to the beat.

And next thing I know, I'm lost in recording. My lyrics are in front of me, but the truth is I know this song already. I smile at Nick though the glass. He has headphones as well so that he can hear me recording. Kevin adjusts something and I keep going. Finally I let out a last "start all over," and the guitar plays its last note.

Nick smiles and I wink at him. Kevin puts his mouth to the microphone and pushes a button so he can talk to me.

"Okay, we're going to go back to the bridge, okay?" he says and I nod. He plays the clip and I sing it again. After a few more times, finally I nail it and we move onto something else.

By the end of the day, my voice is exhausted. I haven't sung that much in one day since... well since I was Hannah back in high school. It's around five when we finish and I feel like collapsing and going to sleep the second I get home.

I drag myself into the shower and let the warm water relax me. I'm tired, but it's the content kind of tired, where you're happy after a good day. I made a cup of tea to soothe my throat and then went back into my bedroom before climbing under the covers and falling asleep.

I wake up suddenly as my phone rings from it's place next to my bed. I groan and look at the clock. Midnight. Who could possibly be trying to get to me at this time?

Nick: can u come over? I miss u

I roll my eyes and text him back.

im not in the mood nick... im tired

I put my phone down to vibrate so I don't wake up Lilly. Soon, it lights up and vibrates again.

Nick: :( i just wanna sleep next to you... no funny business i swear.

Now how am I supposed to resist a line like that? I groan before texting him back Be there in 20 mins. I look in the mirror. I look pretty awful, but that's what Nick gets for waking me up in the middle of the night. I pull on a pair of gray sweats over my girl-boxers and throw a zip on hoodie over my tiny tanktop, at least two inches of my stomach are on display, but I'm too tired to care. Lastly I pack a toothbrush and a change of clothes into a tote and slide my flip flops on.

I get in my car, thankful that it's late and not many people are out driving so I don't have to concentrate that hard. I pull into Nick's apartment building and he buzzes me up.

The second I get out of the elevator to his foyer he's standing there. I smile unintentionally. His curls are all messed up and his face looks sleepy. He's wearing an old faded shirt and sweatpants.

Nick immediately engulfs me in a hug and I'm surrounded by his scent and wondering why I didn't want to come over at first. His skin feels so soft and warm against mine and I squeeze him extra tight.

He pulled away slightly and smiled at me, "I couldn't sleep," he says sheepishly.

"You're a pain in the ass," I tell him and he frowns at me, "But I love you anyway."

"Good," he says smiling and hugging me, "Because I love you too."

I yawn and he chuckles softly before grabbing my hand and leading me into his bedroom. The sheets are all rumpled on one side and he lets go and lays down. I put my stuff at the bottom of his bed and then unzipper my hoodie and fold it up. Then I slide of my sweatpants. His eyes are on me, or more precisely the new skin that is showing with my sweats off. I smirk to myself. What's the harm in messing with him a little bit? After all he did wake me up.

I crawled onto the bed and up to him. He sits absolutely still as if he's not sure what's going on. I hover over him, so that our bodies aren't touching, but our faces are centimeters apart. His breathing is getting shaky. Perfect. I capture his lips with mine and quickly slip my tongue into his mouth. I deepen the kiss and scratch my fingers against his scalp lightly. He groans into my mouth and brings his hands up to my bare sides.

"I thought you didn't want to..." he says as I start leaving kisses down his neck. I pulled away from him and smirked.

"I don't."

Quickly, I flip off of him onto the other side of the bed and snuggle under the covers, facing away from him.

It takes him a second to register what just happened. I bite my lip to keep from laughing.

"That was just cruel, Mi," he whines and pulls on my shoulder gently so that I'm laying on my back.

"That's what you get for waking me up!" I tell him triumphantly. He shakes his head at me before moving closer and wrapping his arm around my shoulders in a cuddly way. I snuggle up against his chest, marveling at how soft his t-shirt is. I close my eyes slowly and just let Nick's heart beat and steady breath relax me.

"You seem tired," he whispers while running his fingers through my hair gently.

"Hmm... what gave you that idea," I say softly, but still sarcastically. He chuckles and I feel his chest rumble. He continued to play with my hair, bringing me closer and closer to sleep.

"You sounded wonderful today," he says and I mumble a thanks into his chest. I'm so close to sleep now. My breathing is becoming more and more even.

"Sleep tight, Mi," he whispers and places a soft kiss on my forehead before I drift to sleep.

The next morning I wake up to the light streaming into the room from the crack in the curtains. I don't want to get up, the bed is so warm and soft and it smells just like Nick...

Nick! I get up suddenly, realizing that Nick is no longer next to me. I blink my eyes until the room comes into focus. The door to his bedroom is open and the smell of bacon wafts into the room along with some music I can't identify from this far.

I smile and run my fingers through my knotty hair before getting up and stretching. I go into the bathroom and wash the sleep from my eyes. Then I walk into the kitchen.

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
when it's cold outside,
I've got the month of May

I lean against the door frame and watch Nick as he cooks. He's singing along to an old song by The Temptations as he flips the pancakes and fries the bacon. He looks so carefree and so real, my heart is on fire just looking at him.

I guess, you say
what could make me feel this way?
Miley, Miley, Miley
Talking 'bout Miley...

My smile widens as I hear the change in the lyrics. I stand up straight and stand behind him, wrapping my arms around his waist.

He jumps slightly in surprise before spinning around and blushing.

"How long have you been standing there?" he asks nervously.

"Long enough," I say smiling at him. My arms are still around him, hugging him loosely, "I think that was the most adorable thing ever."

He smiles and some of the blush fades from his cheeks. He hugs me tightly before letting go and looking at me with a pout on his face.

"What?" I ask him puzzled.

"I wanted to bring you breakfast in bed!" he pouts and again and crosses his arms.

"I'm sorry," I say in a baby voice, giving him a lip of my own. He just shakes his head.

"I'm sorry," I repeat, making my voice huskier, more seductive, "How can I make it up to you?" I ask running my nails up and down his back.

Nick makes a face like he's thinking, "A kiss would help," he finally decides. I smirk before placing a lingering kiss on his lips. He sighs in pleasure.

"You're forgiven," he says leaning his forehead against mine. We stand together for a moment, just enjoying each other. Suddenly, the smell of smoke invades the kitchen and Nick turns around. The bacon is seriously burning.

"Shit!" he yells before turning the stove off quickly and taking the pan off the burner.

I can't help it. He look so distressed, like he doesn't know what to do. I start laughing. Nick turns and looks at me incredulously, but I still can't stop.

"You think this is funny, Miley?" he asks putting his hands on his hips. I nod my head through my giggles and he gasps in shock. "That's it!" he says before grabbing me and throwing me over his shoulder.

"Nick put me down!" I say, but in all honestly, I can't stop laughing, so I probably don't sound too convincing. He carries me into the bedroom, "Put me down!" I repeat.

"Okay," he agrees before throwing me gently onto the bed before climbing on top of me.

"That is not what I meant," I tell him, crossing my arms. He gently uncrosses them and holding my wrists in his hands.

"I know," he says leaning closer and closer, "This is even better," he crashes his lips against mine and even though I'd never admit it to him, he's right. This is definitely better.

"I love you," I say when we break apart and stroke his face softly.

"I love you more," he says with that smile on his face.

"Not-uh"

"Uh-huh"

"No."

"Yes."

"Nope. Not possible."

"Okay, you're right."

"What?" I ask him staring at him like he's crazy. That is not how this play fighting is supposed to go, "You're just going to agree with me?"

He nods and smirks, "Does this mean we can have make up sex?"

I smack him on the shoulder and he winces in mock pain.

I roll out from under him.

"C'mon, Nick. Get your mind out of the gutter. We can go out for breakfast before going to the studio."

After much grumbling, Nick gets up and we both get dressed and ready to go. After breakfast at a local diner which consists of chocolate pancakes with whipped cream smiley faces, we head over to the studio.

When we get in Kevin is grinning from ear to ear. I look at him with a raised eyebrow and he continues to smile.

"Alright, you're kind of creeping me out..." I say laughing nervously.

"We've been given the green light to record a full album," Kevin says excitedly. He's probably almost as excited about this album as I am. It's going to be the first album that he has produced fully so it will be just as much him showing what he's got as me.

"Oh, my God!" I shout before running up to Kevin and wrapping my arms around him, "Are you serious? Please tell me you're not kidding!"

"Nope," Kevin says with a smile after hugging me back, "No jokes. After your duet with Nick and the one song we recorded the other day, the execs have already decided that you are definitely worth it. Congratulations!"

I turn around to look at Nick and he's looking at me with so much love and pride, I just freeze for a minute. I want to remember everything about this moment. The way his smile looks, the way his eyes are shinning, shinning because they're looking at me and he way he runs up to me, grabbing me around the waist and spinning me around and around until I'm almost sure that I'm not on earth anymore. This must be heaven.