Miley's POV

"Nicky. You are not serious," Miley giggled as she placed the phone between her ear and shoulder.

"I swear I would," Nick exclaimed trying to sound strong.

"You are way too shy for that," Miley smiled trying to imagine him putting himself so out there.

"Well, I'll get over it," Nick said. Miley grinned at his attempt at superiority.

"You're too cute."

"I'm never going to convince you, huh?" Nick laughed softly. Miley laughed along. Miley shifted her position so she was sitting Indian style on the bed. A silence filled the other end, except for the soft sound of Nick breathing, and she didn't mind.

"Are you still there?" Nick asked.

"Yeah." Miley yawned.

"You're sleepy," he explained rather than asking. Miley smiled and yawned again. "Well, I wouldn't blame you, Miles. It's 4 A.M."

Miley turned around to the cherry red clock on her wall which read 4: 15. "You talk way too much, Nicky," Miley smirked. She yawned again as she settled herself beneath her comforters. The warmth hugged her body comfortably.

"I think you should get some sleep," Nick explained.

"Sing me a song?"

"Of course," Nick sighed. She could tell he was smiling. Miley cuddled next to her pillows, as she kept the phone next to her. Nick's voice slowly spilled through.

"Called her for the first time today.

I finally found the missing part of me.

I felt so close, but you were far away.

Left me without anything to say.

Now I'm speechless

Over the edge and just breathless.

I never thought that I'd catch this,

Love Bug again."

Nick could hear Miley's soft breathing on the other end of the phone. "Goodnight, Miles."

"I love you," he whispered before he finally hung up the phone.

Even through her sleep, she still found the corners of her mouth curling into a smile.

Demi's POV

"MILEY!" Demi squealed as she rushed towards Miley. She threw her best friend into a suffocating hug.

"Demi," Miley giggled. "What's got you so happy?"

"Well, that's what I've been trying to tell you for the last few days," Demi sighed. She swayed her hands from side to side as she held her news back for the last few moments.

"Wha-"

"I'M DATING JOE JONAS!" Demi finished. Miley stared at her as if she just asked how the weather had been. "HELLOOOO. Did you hear what I said? I. Am. Dating. Joe! DATING."

"Yeah. I know," Miley laughed as she raised an eyebrow.

"What?! How? I'm pretty sure you haven't seen us together yet."

Suddenly, Miley's face transformed into a secret understanding. Demi tried examining what was going on with Miley. Her face had suddenly turned to panic and fear. "Oh. Um. I meant… Um…," she stuttered as she thought of an excuse.

"Oh. Nick told you, huh? Your boyfriend cannot keep secrets, Mi," Demi laughed trying to shake off the awkwardness. A short beat of silence passed before Miley laughed back.

"Yeah. I guess he can't." Miley grabbed Demi's arm and looped it around hers. "So, tell me everything!" Demi grinned as she re- told the events of last night, including the kiss that was still on Demi's mind; the kiss that she could still taste on her lips.

Demi took a deep breath as she finished her last words. She stared at Miley with anticipation. "Soooo. Don't you have anything to say?" She looked at her best friend and noticed the worry and guilt she was hiding.

"I'm happy for you," Miley forced a smile. As she pulled forward to keep walking, Demi stopped her.

"Miley, what's wrong?" she stared at her for a good few minutes trying to search for some kind of answer. "Why are you acting like this again? Like you're dreading something?" Demi asked getting frustrated.

Miley opened her mouth once or twice, but closed them again. She couldn't figure out what to say. After a few minutes of endless silence, she realized she wouldn't be able to get past it. "Just.. just be careful, Demz. I don't want to see you getting hurt," she finally stuttered out.

"That's all?! You're worried about me?" Demi laughed. "Thank god. I thought you were in some secret gang or you were on something."

"Nope. Just worried," Miley gulped.

"Good. So I wondering if you wanted to go on a double date. You, Nick, me, and Joe," Demi asked nearly skipping as she grinned from ear to ear.

"Well, I don't think I can say no with that huge smile you're giving me," Miley laughed.

"That's what I thought! Well, I have to go do some stuff. So, tonight?!" Demi exclaimed as she already started jogging off.

"Tonight? But…"

"GREAT! Tonight! Tell Nick for me. Kay? Love ya," Demi grinned as she ran off already shuffling through her mind for an outfit. Tonight was going to be perfect.

MILEY'S POV

"Hellooo, boys," Demi giggled as she skipped into Joe's arms. Miley smiled as she walked over to Nick. He grinned back and kissed her on the cheek. They walked into Joe's car, Demi and Joe taking the front seats and Miley and Nick taking the back seats.

"Where we going?" Demi asked as she kept her hand on Joe's arm in a light sweet way. He grinned and shrugged only causing Demi to beg ever harder.

"So, where are we going?" Miley nudged Nick. Nick opened his mouth, but Joe interrupted him.

"Oh no, you aren't. You're not telling them anything," he smirked.

"What's so secret about it anyway?" Nick laughed.

"Nothing. I just want them to go crazy over it," Joe grinned as he nudged Demi with one arm. Demi pouted teasingly and leaned her head against his shoulder. Miley smiled remembering how sweet they had been together.

"So, you're really not telling me where we're going?" Miley whispered her lips merely inches from his. She could see Nick swallow deeply. He tried his best to keep his mouth shut.

"Hey! You back there! Stop seducing my cousin!" Joe screamed from the front seat. Everyone in the car fell into a heavy laughter.

"Wow, Miley. Didn't think you had it in you," Demi laughed as she turned around in her seat and sent her a quick grin.

Miley blushed as she leaned her head on Nick's shoulder. After a few minutes, they arrived at the beach. Miley and Nick left the car as Joe and Demi went to look for a parking spot.

"So, where to?" Miley smiled as she grasped his hand. He turned to look at her. Her breath caught in her throat, just like it always did when she saw him. It was amazing how young he looked. She let out a finger to gently touch his cheek. She grazed it gently remembering how soft his skin was. He looked back into her own eyes with curiousity.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked.

Miley shrugged. "I just want to remember us. The way we are. Right now." She closed her eyes and let her head lean on his chest supportively. He pulled her closer and left his palm on the back of her head. She listened to his soft heart beat and was amazed to find it's pace identical to hers.

"Wait. I have something to give to you," he whispered as he pulled her away. He took a step back as he took off an object he had been wearing on his neck.

"Here. It's for you," he smiled as he held out his palm. Inside was a platinum dog tag necklace. "I was thinking of getting you a promise ring, but this means a lot more to me. I've had it since I was 9 and I really want you to have it."

Miley widened her eyes and moved closer to examine it. Nick smiled as he took it out of his palm and placed it around her neck. "Now, you'll always have me."

Miley couldn't find anything to say. She pushed back tears and just entered his arms once again. Nick held her until she let go. He stroked her hair and whispered 'I love you' until she kissed him. He kissed her until neither could breathe.

Nick's cell phone buzzed as they pulled away. "Hello? What? Okay I'll be there in a minute." He put his phone back in his pocket. "Sorry, Mi. Joe's having some car trouble. Just stay here. I'll be back in a minute." He kissed her on the forehead before he jogged up the gravel path.

Miley sighed as she took a seat on the sand. She watched the ocean blue waves lap onto the shore peacefully. The moon cast a hauntingly enchanting glow across the sand, and the silence except for the gentle sound of waves surrounded her. Suddenly, a pair of heavy footsteps sounded behind her.

"Miley Cyrus," Justin laughed behind her. He stumbled forward and came closer. Miley stood up immediately and took a step back, trying her best to keep a safe distance. "So how's that boyfriend of yours?" he laughed harshly. He stepped forward even closer. Miley took a step back. "Oh no you don't," he grunted as he lunged forward and grabbed her by her arm. She winced at his tight grip and closed her eyes wishing it would all just stop; wishing that she wasn't there; wishing that Nick would jog back up the road any second from now.

"Justin. Please. Leave me alone," Miley whispered through gritted teeth. She tried pushing back tears, but this time it was from fear. She knew what he was capable of, and she wouldn't be able to fight him off .

"What's wrong, baby?" he mocked harshly as he stroked the side of her face. She could smell the heavy alcohol on his breath and pushed his hand away.

"Justin. You're drunk. Don't do something you're going to regret," she exclaimed trying to sound strong, but instead came out in a frightened squeal.

"Don't tell me what to do," he gripped her arm tighter and shook her until she felt as if she was about to lose consciousness. The world was slipping from her eyes as everything shifted around her. Tears were pouring out as she cried out for Nick's name. He slapped his hand across her mouth.

"Shut up or I'll kill you," he threatened. He had stopped shaking her, but his hands gripped tighter around her wrists. She could feel red welts forming around her arms. "Now, what about that first kiss." He leaned forward as Miley cringed back from the strong smell of alcohol that was thrown in her face. She struggled back as he slammed his lips against hers, urging her to kiss back. She tried pulling her head away, ready to run, but he moved one hand to her head and pushed it back. He bent back breathing hard. "Aw. C'mon babe. Have a little cooperation."

He slammed her on the sand and tried taking off her shirt. Miley began screaming, begging, anything to make a noise. "Did I not tell you to shut up?!" he screamed. He brought out a hand to hit her again, but someone else's fist impacted on Justin's face. He staggered back confused. Miley opened her eyes and saw Nick red- faced and angry.

"GET AWAY FROM HER," Nick screamed. His mass of curls were a mess, and his voice was loud and authoritative. Miley sat up shaking and ran towards him.

"No, babe. You're staying with me," Justin laughed as he grabbed her by the neck. Miley cringed in pain from his grip and collapsed on the sand. Tears were building again, and she felt like screaming. Nick stepped forward cautiously, keeping eye contact with Miley with every step.

Justin pulled her back, tightening his grip. "Get any closer, Jonas and I'll kill her." She tried moving forward, but he pulled harder; the pull broke the chain of the dog tag necklace and it scattered across the sand floor.

Miley began to scream and kick from under his grasp. He slapped his hand across her mouth again muffling her screams. Without hesitation, Miley bit down on his hand. Hard.

He muffled out a scream and stumbled back for a second, but that was all it took. In that second, Nick lunged forward and threw a massive punch directly at Justin face, then to his stomach; and finally to his chest. Justin fell back on the sand almost like a tree that had been cut- down. Miley stared at him too scared to move. Tears were still building in her eyes. Next thing she knew, Nick's arms were around her, murmuring apology after apology. He buried his head in her hair, and she felt his own tears streaming down. She pulled him closer and just cried until all the pain was gone; until she could no longer remember; until she forgot everything.

"Are you okay?" he whispered as he finally pulled back. His eyes were red- rimmed and his curls were in a messy disorder. She nodded. "I'm so sorry," he whispered.

Miley swiped a hand across his cheek wiping away the drops of tears that were falling. "You didn't do anything."

"I could have been here. I could have stopped it."

"But, you did."

"I could have stopped all of it," he whispered. He took her head between his two hands and kissed her softly. She could taste the mix of sand and salt on his lips. "Are you sure you're okay?"

Miley shook her head. "He broke the necklace," she explained as she pointed to the scattered pieces. Nick laughed softly to himself as he kissed her forehead.

"Don't worry about that. We can fix it," he pressed his forehead against hers not saying anything else; just needing her next to him; needing to know that she was safe. After a few minutes, he leaned back and helped her up.

"How did you find me anyway? I thought you were helping Joe," Miley asked.

"I wasn't that far from the road, and I heard you scream. I ran back immediately," he closed his eyes as if everything was re- playing through his head.

"I just want to forget everything," Miley mumbled.

"You want to know what I think," Nick whispered. "I think there are some things that can never be forgotten; there are some things that stay with you for a reason; because they make you stronger.

Miley cried into his chest and nodded. "I love you," he whispered as he kissed her hair.

"I love you too," she whispered. Both held each other, crying, as they listened to their matching heart- beats, and realizing how lucky they really were to have found one another.

A/N: Sadly, the next chapter is the last one. I'm going to fast forward a little. i think you guys know to what day. ;) So, see what happens.

AND YES, Because a lot of you guys wanted it, SEE! Nick beat up Justin! WOOOHOOO. Happy? :)

And I'll probably be contunuing my Lovestory fanfic after I finish this one, or maybe start another one?