Chapter 11! There are 4 more chapters after this one. : ( I want to get a lot of reviews before I post chapter 15 so y'all have 4 chapters to get me to at least 40 or 45 reviews! : ) Thanks for reading and I love you all so much! : ) WARNING: This chapter may make you cry.

Chapter 11

Nick

Nick hadn't taken his medicine in three days. He was tired all the time, irritable, and just rude. He had heard about Miley's stupid promise bracelet. Seriously, who gets promise bracelets? Was this dude deranged or something?

"Nick, it's time to go to the set." Joe said.

"Kay, whatever." Nick said and rolled back over onto his side.

Joe grabbed Nick by the shoulder and pulled him onto his back. "Nick, dude, get up!" Joe yelled at him and looked quizzically at him. "Nick are you feeling okay? You look a little pale." He felt his forehead and jumped back from the heat. "Nick, dude, your head feels like the sun. What's wrong? Is it your tummy, your throat, your…"

"It's my heart." Nick said and sat up. "It was crushed by a pop icon who doesn't give a flying fadoodle about me. All she cares about is her dumb Australian loser boyfriend who doesn't give a flying fadoodle about her."Nick got up and walked toward the bathroom.

"Well that's a lot of fadoodles flying around," Joe joked and turned around. "Nick, where'd you go?" He looked all around and then on the ground where Nick was laying unconscious. "Oh. My. God!" Joe exclaimed and knelt down beside him to check his pulse. "I gotta call 911!"

Miley

Miley walked out of the bathroom in a purple halter cotton dress. "Liam, will you zip me up please?" She asked him and he started zipping up her dress. "Did you hear a siren earlier?" Miley turned around to look at Liam and he had a somber look on his face. "What's wrong?"

"Miley that siren you heard was an ambulance coming to pick up… Nick." Liam said slow and precise. "Come on, let's go to the hospital to see if he's okay."

Miley was choking back tears. "Is he okay?"

"I don't know. Let's go find out," Liam said and guided her to the car.

Miley stopped him and dug her tear stricken face in his shirt. "I don't want him to die."

Liam rubbed her back, "I know sweetheart, I know."

Miley and Liam arrived at the hospital thirty minutes later. Joe, Kevin, Danielle, Mr. and Mrs. Jonas, and Frankie were all in the waiting room.

"Uncle Joe!" Miley cried and ran into his arms. "Is he okay? What happened?"

"He got up to take a shower and I turned around and he was unconscious. It was horrible little Miley." He tugged her tightly.

"He's going to be okay though, right? He's not in a—" Miley couldn't bring herself to say the word coma.

"He is little Miley, he's in a diabetic coma." Joe said.

Miley buried her face in his chest and wept.