Miley smiled contently as she picked up the phone and called Demi, a thing that she'd been doing once a week since she had gotten to the rehab facility five weeks ago. She was so happy and content here, but she wanted to go home, and she was counting down the days until she could. Exactly twenty-one days, three weeks until she could leave. It felt odd, not to see cameras from paparazzi or fans everyday, it was if she was just a normal girl, and she had never been a normal girl.
"Miley," Demi cheered excitedly as she picked up the phone, "hey girl! How are you doing," she asked popping a grape into her mouth as she looked at a fashion magazine while lying on her bed.
The blued eyed teenager laughed, "hey," she greeted, "I'm doing good, I can't wait to leave. I mean, I definitely don't miss the paparazzi, but I do miss you and the Greys, and my family, and the fans, and concerts! Oh my gosh," she groaned, "I miss concerts so much!"
Demi laughed, "are you going through celebrity withdrawl, and don't worry, I'm keeping your boy in line, he ain't got his eye on no other girl, honey. In fact, I'm going over to the Grey's house for dinner tonight. Weird, I know, but they asked me to come, and you know, my therapist told me to start giving people the benefit of the doubt when I think it's appropriate to so, I thought I'd give it a chance. I wish you were coming though!"
Miley laughed, "that's great, Demi! Maybe you and Joe will go out again, no? And I wish I was going to. Can you say 'hey' to everyone for me and tell them that I'm doing good and that I miss them. Tell Nick that I'm thinking about him and tell Frankie that when I get out of rehab that I promise I'll hang out with him. Tell everyone that I love them, okay?"
Demi nodded popping another grape into her mouth, "of course," she laughed, "Frankie has been asking about you a lot, Nick says he's worried. Nick also says that he misses and loves you and that he can't wait to see you. Those are the only Greys I've talked to."
"Okay, cool," Miley said flopping down onto her bed, "so, what have you been up to," Miley asked playing with a bracelet.
"Studio work, recording, things like that."
"Ugh, lucky!"
Hearing a knock on her door, Miley rolled her eyes before walking over. Opening the door, she saw a nurse, and put her pointer finger up instructing her to wait for a moment, "Dem, I have to go to counseling now, so I'll talk to you later, okay? I love you."
"I love you too. I hope you know that everyone is praying for you. You're fans have been making you a trending topic on Twitter like everyday since you went to rehab."
"Aww," Miley cooed, "that's so sweet of them! Give them a shout out for me, will you?"
"Of course," Demi smiled opening her white laptop to go on Twitter, "bye, love you," she smiled before hanging up and sighing. Going to the home page, she looked at the trending topics and reading down the list, she smiled, tenreasonswhywelovemiley was trending at number three. Opening the new tweet box, she started to type.
ddlovato: Just talked to Miley, she wanted to say hi, that she loves you all, and she thanks you for the trending topics and for helping her out through this time in her life. #staystrong
Closing her laptop, she looked at the clock which read that it was five o'clock. Going into the master bathroom, she stripped of her black sweater and dark skinny jeans before stepping into the shower to get ready to go over to the Grey's house.
An hour later, she drove up to the large Californian mansion and put the security code into the security device when the gate opened, she drove into the driveway sighing nervously. Looking down at her outfit, she nodded to herself, I can do this, she thought to herself. She was wearing a black dress with a black blazer with white cuffs over it and black high heels. Some people called her gothic, but she wasn't. She just felt comfortable in black. Walking out of her black car, she grabbed her small black sparkly clutch before walking up the stairs and ringing the door. Her dark hair was flowing freely down her body ending mid-way down her back.
Denise looked at her family before taking a deep breath. Joe looked at the floor nervously, but Nick nudged his arm, "don't freak out, man," he chuckled.
"I want everyone on their best behavior, guys," Denise said before smiling and opening the door to a jaw-dropping Demi.
"Hi," she smiled shyly. She was shocked that everyone came to the door to greet her.
"Demi," Denise smiled greeting her happily, "how are you?"
"Great," she smiled back hugging everyone before getting to Joe. "Hey," she smiled before hugging him tightly.
Joe wapped his buff arms around her tightly as she hugged him back lovingly, "hey," he replied, "you look beautiful, Demi," he replied pulling away and looking her up and down.
"Thank you," the eighteen year old smiled trying to hide her blushing red cheeks, "you don't look to bad yourself," she smirked. Joe was wearing a white t-shrt under a red dress shirt and dark skinny jeans.
They all went to the living room to sit down and chat and Nick excitedly started the conversation, "so, I saw your tweet about Miley. How's she doing? Is she good? Is she okay? Does she want to come home? Did se say anything about me? How is everything? Does she hate me? Wh-"
"Whoa," Kevin chuckling putting his hand on his little brother's red checkered shirt, "easy there, bud,"
"Sorry," he apologized, "but really, how is she," he asked Demi nervously.
Demi laughed hysterically at Nick's outburst of dozens of questions, "wow," she laughed, "just wow. She's good though," she smiled, "she want me to tell you guys that misses you guys and she loves you all. She also wanted me to tell Nick that she's thinking about me and Frankie," she smiled looking over to the boy sitting next to her in a white design t-shirt, "she wanted me to tell you that she promises hang out with you when she gets out of rehab."
"Yes," he cheered excitedly, "but since she's not here, will you play with me sometimes," Frankie begged.
"Of course," Demi laughed nodding. She didn't know where the friendship with the Grey's would take her or if she'd end up with Joe again, but she didn't care. All she knew right now was that she was finally where she needed to be.
A/N: Okay, so, this chapter was showing that Demi and the Grey's are going to be good again and that there's no bad blood anymore. There aren't many chapters left in this story, I know, but really, like the point was to reconnect Niley so…yeah, and plus, I'm really working hard on Getting Back To Where We Were and When You Love Someone. Plus, I'm thinking of doing another story, possibly on YouTube or just make music videos for YouTube and do two stories? I have yet to decide. And for all of you who are wondering, there will probably be like….four chapters left? Anyways, how is everyone doing! Okay, so, Niley Day (June 11th) is soon and I'm going to upload all of my stories that day and add some one shots. Which is where I need your help. What was the last song you heard that screamed Niley? And, what was the last quote you heard that had Niley written all over it. I've already written two one-shots for it, but I want to do more so yeah, please review and answer those two questions! :D I hope you all have a fantastic weekend! Peace. Love. Niley.
