Miley's POV
I woke up to the bright sun shining through the bedroom window onto my face. I had really began to enjoy the beautiful Texas weather aside from the boiling temperatures. Today is it. Nick and I sharing the stage again; Just him and I. I was beyond pumped. I slipped on sweats and Nick's white t-shirt that he gave me 2 years ago. I wore his dog tag and bracelet he gave me, hoping that all these things would help me prepare for tonight. I stepped out of my room to see Nick stepping out of his. "Good morning Smiley." He smiled and offered his hand out. I took it and squeezed it tightly. "Hey, Nick." I could sense his eyes scan my body up and down realizing that I was wearing his t-shirt. "Nice outfit." He smirked. "Ha thanks. This is the t-shirt you gave me almost 2 years ago. Remember?" He thought for a minute as we started walking down stairs then let out a slight laugh. "Oh yeah, when you spilled spaghetti all over your outfit right before you had a press conference. How could I forget?!" We both had huge smiles on our faces as we walked into the kitchen. Everyone else was already ready to leave for the venue. Mr. Jonas walked in. "Hey, everyone. The cars are here. We need to leave early so Miley and the guys can sound check and rehearse." I couldn't wait to get to the venue and just stand on the stage again.
Nick's POV
Miley's face was priceless when she walked in the venue. She slowly walked around in a circle on the stage just in shock. It was amazing how far the band had come. Just 3 years ago we were playing for 10 people and now we play for thousands every single night. Miley and I got right to practicing decided what we were gonna do and what harmonies we were singing. We sounded so good together. "Let's take a break." I told Miley. She gave her microphone to the sound guy and walked over to me smiling. "Great, I'm gonna go to the bathroom, if I can even find it backstage." I smiled. "Just go through the curtain backstage then turn right then left." She gave me a quick kiss on the cheek. "Thanks, see you in a minute." I watched Miley walk away until her body disappeared behind the curtain.
Miley's POv
Luckily I found the bathroom. I walked out and bumped right into someone and causing them to drop their cell phone. I bent down and picked it up and looked right into the eyes of Justin Gaston. "Miley..." I thrust his iPhone into his hands. "Leave now!" I was tempted to scream but I didn't want to make a scene. He reached out and put his hand on my arm. I shook it off immediately. "I just wanted to wish you luck tonight!" I knew that was a big fat lie. "So, you came all the way here from LA just to wish me good luck?!" I was yelling at the top of my lungs now. He stepped closer to me. "Yeah, I did, because I still care for you." I looked at him trying to feel something, anything. Instead, I felt nothing. "Justin..." He stepped closer to me almost closing the space between us. "Just let me try something." Before I could speak he leaned in and kissed me, again I felt nothing. I pulled away suddenly hearing a familiar voice yell down the hall. "Miley?!" There was Nick standing in the middle of the hallway. His face told it all. I instantly broke down in tears pushing Justin away. "Nick...it's not what it looks like." I slowly walked toward him sobbing. "I thought you broke up with him Miley! How could you do this to me?" As I got closer to him, I saw a tear escape from his eye. "It's kind of like what you did to me a year and a half ago! Do you remember that Nick?" I immediately slapped both hands over my mouth wishing that I had never said that. "Miley, we are through!" Nick yelled angrily as he turned around. "Nick-k-k!" I screamed as I ran after him watching him walk back on stage with his head down. I stopped suddenly as I saw everyone's eyes on me. I turned around quickly and crumpled on the floor backstage hoping no one would bother me as I cried silently. I felt a strong arm wrap around my shoulder rubbing it softly. "It's gonna be okay." Confused as to whose voice it was, I looked up staring right into the caring brown eyes of Joe Jonas.