Couldn't pretend I had anything better to do over holiday break so here's chapter three! I hope you like it! DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of these people, places, or events. (What the heck is this disclaimer thing for anyway?) Review if you want! Enjoy!

He walked up her front steps an hour later and rang the doorbell. The sound of the bell took him back to when they were on tour making stops in Tennessee. Miley stayed at the farm with her family and Nick would come over every night to be with her for hours writing songs, watching movies or just talking. Miley's mom opened the door and smiled excitedly at the sight of him.

"Hey Nick!" she practically yelled, in her southern accent. "It's so good to see you again!"

"You too! How have you been?"

"Great! I'm so happy you and Miley are talking again. I think you guys are good for each other!" A little unsure how to answer, Nick smiled,

"I think so too. I've really missed all of you guys." Miley's mom smiled back.

"Well go on upstairs, Miley's in her room"

"I will, thanks." Nick walked upstairs glancing at himself in the mirror outside Miley's room, making sure he looked okay before he saw her. He knocked on the door before opening it himself anyway. Before he'd gotten the door all the way open Miley jumped up and threw herself into Nicks arms.

"Nick! You're actually here!" she said, holding him tightly. He picked her up slightly and laughed at her excitement. That was another thing he loved most about Miley. She always made you feel like you were the most important person in her world.

"I am! I'm here. And I'm so glad." He said into her hair. He let her go and looked at her. She smiled up at him for a second.

"How was the flight? It wasn't delayed or anything that's good. I mean I'm guessing it wasn't delayed because you're here on time but maybe it was and you just made up air time though that's probably pretty unsafe so I guess I would rather you just be late but I-"

"Mile. It's just me. Don't be nervous." Miley loved that he knew her so well. She always babbled when she was nervous. Nick had always found it adorable but she found it extremely embarrassing.

"Sorry. I guess it's just been a while. We haven't been alone in how long?"

"A year."

"Wow. You're right." Miley said, pretending she hadn't been counting the days since the broke up. "We've got a lot of time to make up then."

"Yes we do… Where should we start?"
"Well if I remember correctly you're quite the horse man." Miley teased, referencing their last attempt to get Nick up on a horse. It ended with him face down in a field covered with horse poop and almost trampled to death by Miley's horse, Yankee. "So I'm thinking you need to get back on the saddle."

"Or maybe you get back on the saddle and I'll watch."

"That's no fun!"

"Hey I love being around horses its just riding them I'm not so into."

"Alright, alright fine. Let me just get my boots." Miley chose her light tan cowboy boots to match her dark jeans, white tee, and cute red scarf. She knew it would be cold out so she grabbed her grey pea coat and she was good to go. They walked down to the stable together and Miley got her pink under-blanket that went under the saddle. She'd gotten a beautiful brown saddle for her birthday and it still had that nice, new leather smell to it. She put the saddle on her horse Harry (short for Harry Potter,) and led him out to the trail. Nick followed making sure he wasn't too close to the horse.

"You okay over there?" She joked with him.

"Oh yeah I'm just great." He joked back. She put one foot in the stirrup and jumped onto Harry's back. She turned around on the horse to face Nick and smiled.

"Look, I'm not going anywhere. And until you get on this horse neither are you."
"What?"

"You heard me. Get on," she demanded.
"Miley there is no way your going to get me on that thing." She looked straight into Nicks face and pouted her lip.
"Please?" She said. In the most adorable voice she could find. His heart melted. He never could tell her no.

"You've got a lot of power on you, you know that right?" Miley laughed to herself and smiled, pleased she was getting her way. She took Nicks hand and helped him onto the horse, smiling even bigger when she felt his broad chest on her back. He wrapped his arms around her waist and put his head next to her ear, to whisper something to her. The feel of his breath on her face sent a chill down Miley's back.

"If I fall off this thing I hope you know I'm holding you personally responsible."
"I'll take my chances," She grinned.

And with that they were off. Miley tapped the horse's side signaling for him to take off. Harry was always in the mood for running and Miley was always up for a prank. They galloped so fast that within seconds all signs of civilization were gone. It was just the two of them. And Harry, but he didn't mind. They galloped past trees, fences, hills, ponds, and even a fort she and her brothers had built when they were younger. At first it was just a joke she was playing on Nick, but pretty soon she didn't care if he thought it was funny or not. She loved being in that moment with him. They were moving so fast no one could have caught them and yet it felt like time was frozen with his body around hers. She loved the feel of his strong arms tightening around her waist as they rode faster and faster (though she did feel herself starting to regret the milkshake and fries she'd had for lunch.) She loved that with every stride her horse took, Nick's foot would tap hers, reminding her that he was there. She even loved the sound of his breathing behind her. She wanted so badly for them to be as they were before. She wanted to be able to stop the horse, turn around, throw her arms around his neck and pull him towards her and kiss him. It took everything she had not to do just that. Nick took one hand off Miley's waist and put it on her hand.

"Miley." He said, signaling for her to stop.

"What? Too scared?" She joked.

"No!" he said, "Its just a little hard to talk over the earthquake." Referencing the thunderous sound of Harry's hoof prints. Miley slowed him down to a walk and half-turned so Nick could hear her.

"Alright let's talk."

It was hard to believe these two people had not been close for so many months. It was so natural for them to be together. Even though so much had happened since they were together, it seemed like they'd never been apart. They talked for a while and before they knew it, the sun began to set. Not wanting to be stuck outside in the cold darkness, they decided to head back to the house. When they'd put Harry back in the barn, Miley saw Nick standing a few feet away, looking into the landscape.

"Come here," he said.

"Why? What is it?"

"Just c'mon" he said. Miley walked over to him and looked at the skyline. It was the most beautiful sunset she'd ever seen. Going from almost black, to dark purple, to violet, to red, to orange, to yellow.

"It's amazing" Miley said. "I told you, Tennessee beats Texas any day."

"Doubt it. But this is really beautiful. Do you wanna sit for a little?" He asked.

"Sure." Miley smiled at the thought. They walked over to the backyard and sat down on the swinging bench. Miley sat down first and Nick was unsure how close to her he should sit. He decided he was over thinking it and just sat down. It was hard for Nick then, not to do anything. Normally she would have already snuggled up to his chest, his arm around her comfortably and they would be making out by now. But he couldn't have her like that anymore. And he hated it. After a few moments of silence Miley picked her feet up off the ground and put them on the bench, wrapping her arms around them. Nick looked over at her and noticed the familiar look on her face.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked.

"I don't know. Just… did you ever think we would be here again? I mean, it just feels so natural for us. Its weird, it's like we were never apart."

"I know. I feel the same way. But at the same time I feel like I've missed so much. You know, I've never really forgiven myself for loosing you."

"You didn't loose me, you pushed me away" Miley said, a little angry now.

"Miley I had to, you know that. We both needed to-"
"You mean you needed to" she cut him off. "You broke up with me remember? I loved you. I never stopped loving you." She yelled.
"That's not fair. I wasn't good for you anymore. It killed me to loose you but you deserved to be happy." Nick said defensively.

"You know this whole time its been about me and what I needed. Did you ever stop to think that I just needed you? The one person who'd been with me through everything? You were my best friend. That's all I've ever needed. A friend." Nick was speechless. He'd genuinely thought that Miley hadn't needed him. He was just trying to do what was best for her but now he realized he had been wrong the whole time.

"I'm sorry. I-I didn't think that… I'm sorry."

"Maybe you should go. It's getting late anyway" Miley said.

"Okay. I'll go. But just so you know, I never stopped loving you either." Nick stood up and walked away, going in the back door through the house to avoid walking around the whole backyard.

"Leaving already?" Asked Miley's mom as she saw Nick walking passed the kitchen.

"Yeah. We, uh, got into a bit of an argument. I don't think Miley wants me around so much right now" Nick said, clearly disappointed.

"I wouldn't be so sure. Nick, after you two broke up it was really hard for her. I've never really seen her like that. You know what I mean, she's Miley, she's always happy. But after you guys ended things well, I've never seen her so low." Nick looked just stood there awkwardly for a moment. Should Miley's mom really be telling him this? And did she expect him to answer?

"I never meant to hurt her."

"I know you didn't, Nick. But that's the hard thing about Miley. She has two levels. High and very low."

"So I've noticed."

Hey ya'll I hope you liked it! Next chapter is coming soon but review, review, review! I'll write the stories in this format from now on because a few of ya'll said they were easier to read. Thank you so so much!!