Hi guys! What's up? How was your Valentines Day? Eat a lot of chocolate? So I know I haven't updated in two weeks, which is a lot of time to go without updating for me, but I didn't get the reviews I asked for. But I decided to update and write this chapter anyway because I know that many people review like every chapter. So this is for them. I would like to thank all those people. You make me want to write more of this story! So here's chapter eleven! But guys please review!

I pulled away, shocked. What had just happened? Was I dreaming? Had Joe really just kissed me? The feelings of shock and surprise quickly turned to feelings of anger and annoyance. "What are you doing?"

He looked taken back. "Taylor, look lets talk this through. Let's work things out. Just let me explain."

I shifted my eyes away from him. Why was he making this so hard for me? So hard for him? 'There's nothing to work out Joe. After what happened yesterday, what's left to talk about? You've obviously moved on. It seems like your relationship with Demi is getting serious. And I'm sorry about my reaction. But I don't want it to get in the way of your relationship. I think it's best if Demi doesn't find out about this. I promise I won't tell her."

"Damn it Taylor! Why won't you just let fucking explain? Stop making your own conclusions about everything." He banged his fist into the table.

I'd never seen him so angry. I'd never seem so hurt, so broken. But what could I do? What was left to do? It seemed like everything that could've happened to us, happened. And there was nothing we could do, nothing to fix things. "Joe, I think you should leave."

At hearing this his face fell. " Taylor, please. Give me a chance to explain. Hear me out. It's not what you think. Just listen to me, once. Five minutes, that's all I need. But please." He begged and pleaded, but this was it, nothing he would do or say could fix anything between us.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Tears were falling down my face. "Just leave. Please."

H looked at me one more time and sent me an apologetic look. Then he walked out the door.

Maybe even out of my life.

Miley's P.O.V.

"Miley. Miley. Miley. Mile." The voice dragged me out of my peaceful slumber. I felt someone lightly shaking my shoulders.

"Ugh" I groaned. Who was trying to wake me up?

"C'mon Miley. Wake up." I heard the voice again. I opened my eyes to see Nick hovering over me.

He smiled down at me. "Good. Your up. Now skedaddle out of that seat. It's time to get out of here."

"What time is it? And who says skedaddle?" I yawned, stretching my arms.

"Seven o'clock. Now come on. Hospital seats aren't the most comfortable places to sleep."

I looked down. Nick's coat was covering me. The seat next to me was empty. "What about Selena? Where is she?"

"She went in to go see Taylor about five minutes ago. She has her car. So she told me that we could leave."

"How is Taylor now?"

"She's fine now. But something tells me that Joe isn't. He just came out a few minutes ago, before Selena went in. he didn't look so good. It looked like he had been crying."

"Aww. Why don't they just work things out? It seems like they want to."

"I don't think it's as simple as that for them. I'm actually pretty worried about Joe. He hasn't looked this bad since the break up. I thought he was getting better. But anyway, lets go. Why are we wasting out day in this hospital?'

"Okay." I pushed the coat off me and started to get up. But I tripped over my heels.

Nick caught me. He smirked. "It seems like we've been doing this a lot, doesn't it?"

I smiled and rolled my eyes. "Let's just go."

"So just give me like ten minutes to get changed. Okay? You can like watch TV or something until then. Then I'll make us breakfast." I had suggested that we come to my apartment. I knew that I probably looked like crap so I needed to desperately go change.

Looking in the mirror in my room I cringed at the sight. I looked horrible, no horrendous.

My hair looked like a rats nest. My dress was all wrinkled and it was riding up. And my makeup was so messed up; there were no words to describe how awful it looked. I decided that the only solution was for me to take a shower. But it had to be quick.

Coming out of the shower, feeling refreshed, I walked into my closet. I picked out a pair of dark wash jeans and a dark, purple off the shoulder t-shirt. After putting them on I pulled on my grey Uggs. There was no time to straighten or curl my hair so I just let it dry in my natural, chestnut colored waves. I just applied some mascara to my eyelashes and put some lip-gloss on.

I walked into the living room and was suprised to see Nick not in there. I walked into the kitchen and saw him standing at the stove. "What are you doing?"

He turned around and looked at me. "Well I was getting bored. There was nothing good on TV so I decided to cook us some breakfast. "

"You didn't have to. I was going to make us breakfast. What are you making?"

"Chocolate chip pancakes."

"Yum. I'm starved."

"Well their ready." He slid the pancakes onto a plate.

I got out two glasses and two plates and set the table. I got the orange juice out of the fridge and set it in the middle of the table. "Let's eat."

"You're kidding? Joe really did that?"

"Yea, he gets really strange when he's around parrots." We had just finished eating breakfast. We were now watching a movie in the living room.

"Look I'm really sorry about last night. Our first date was ruined."

"Don't be ridiculous. And it was perfect well not the hospital part of course. "

He moved closer to me on the couch and put his arm around me, pulling me closer to him. "Miley, I really like you."

I snuggled in closer to him. "I really like you too."

"No Miley I mean I really really like you. I don't know what it is. But I haven't felt like this with anyone else before. It was from the first time I saw you. There's something about you that draws me in."

"I feel the same way. But you have to promise me one thing."

"Anything."

"Promise me you won't hurt me. I don't think I could take it anymore." I whispered, looking into his eyes.

"I promise." He replied, closing the gap between us and kissing me softly.

Joe's P.O.V.

"Demi. Like I told you before this is not going to work out between us." I sighed as I heard her deny this into the phone.

"No Joe. You did not tell me that! You said that we needed a break, some time away from each other. You never said it was over between us!"

"Demi it's been a day! That's not enough time."

"So we're just taking a break right? Things aren't permanently over?" she asked hopefully.

"Oh no Demi. Things are definitely you even know what you did yesterday?'

"Joe I said I was sorry. I got jealous. You can't blame me."

"Do you even know what your little outbreak caused? Taylor tried committing suicide yesterday!"

"What? Why would she? It' not like you two are dating! And he's the one who broke up with you! The little drama queen."

"You know what Demi. We're over! For like the hundredth time!"

"You're only doing this because you're still in love with her! You are aren't you?"

"Yes I am! Now I'm hanging up! Now don't try contacting me again! You've caused enough trouble!" I hung up the phone. It had taken her to get me to admit that. The truth was that I was still in love with her. I never stopped. After all this time she still had my heart.

But the bad part was that she wanted nothing to do with me.

I rang the doorbell. It had been three days since Taylor had gotten home from the hospital. I had been building up the nerve to see her since then. But I had only convinced myself to do it today. Her word still echoed in my mind. I know what she said. But I didn't want to let her go without a fight. I loved her.

After about two minutes of waiting she finally opened the door. But after seeing me at the other end of it she started to shut it again. Is topped her. "Taylor come on. I came all this way to see and talk to you. Just give me five minutes please."

"Joe you just can't take a hint can you? I don't want to talk to you."

"Please. Just five minutes."

She sighed, giving in. "Five minutes. That's all your getting."

She opened the door wider, letting me in. "Remember. Five minutes that's it."

" Look Taylor. Just listen to me."

"You're wasting your time Joe. Just get to it."

I stared at her. "Have you really changed so much? Do you really hate me that much? What have I done to you? Why'd you break up with me? I think I deserve to know."

"You always think you're the victim don't you Joe. Why are you hear now asking me this, shouldn't you be with your pregnant girlfriend?"

"She's not my girlfriend. I broke up with her. And she's not pregnant and she never was. We never had sex!"

"That's a shocker." She muttered under her breath. "Isn't that what you've been doing with all your hookups for the past few months. Ever since we broke up."

"Taylor I've never ha sex with any of them." I walked towards her. 'Didn't I tell you that you'd be my first and only. Didn't I give you a promise ring?"

"All those promises were broken. Why would I expect that one to not be?"

"Taylor, just tell me what went wrong in our relationship. I'll do anything to try and fix it. I'll do anything to try and get you back."

"But what if I'm already gone?' she whispered, tears rolling down her face.

I walked closer to her and wrapped her up in my arms. "Don't talk like that baby. We'll fix this we'll fix us."

She pulled away from my embrace. "How can you fix something when you don't even know what went wrong in the first place?"

'That's what I want to know! That's what I want you to tell me! What was wrong?"

"You don't even know what went wrong? You just thought we were perfect didn't you? Well we weren't. You want to know what was wrong? I'll tell you. We weren't going anywhere Joe. Our relationship wasn't going anywhere! There everyone was, committing to their relationships. Knowing that they wanted to spend their lives together. And then there was us with no sign of commitment whatsoever! And then when I broke up with you, you didn't even ask why? You immediately started going out with all those girls! It's like you didn't even think about me! It's like you already wanted out of the relationship!" by now she was sobbing uncontrollably. I wanted more than anything to put my arms around her and tell he everything was going to be all right. But I couldn't because I didn't' even know myself. "Do you know how much that hurt me?"

"Taylor do you not know how much I love you? When I found you the other day like that I wanted to die. Because I couldn't imagine life without you. Because you are my life. I dated all those girls to get my mind off of you. But none of those girls could ever come close to you. I was scared. I regret not telling you I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you because I did and I still do. But I know why you felt like that. Taylor the day you broke up with me I was going to ask you something." I pulled a box out of my jacket. "I carry this around all the time because it reminds me of my life with you. I still hoped that one day I could ask you. And I'm going to now. Because I'm going to make things right now."

Taylor looked at me confuses. "What re you saying."

I got down on one knee and opened the box. "Taylor, will you marry me?"

Please please please please review! I need to know if you liked it and how I can improve!

So I like this chapter except for the last part. It didn't exactly come out the way I wanted it to, I wrote it on impulse. So after this the Jaylor parts won't be as common because I know a lot of you don't like the pairing. Well I really hoped you liked it and want to continue reading. I'm going to start getting more into the Niley drama so don't worry guys!

I've also noticed that my other story gets more reviews than this one.