Here it is! The big break up! So I had a plan to make this much for sad and dark but to tell you the truth, I don't think their break up was like that. Sure it would have been more exciting, but I'm all for realism. Oh and to all of you guys that are reviewing on all my stories, I love you, you totally made my morning! Read on!

December 28

The Jonas Brothers had less than two weeks left on the Best of Both Worlds Tour. Miley had recently been informed that they'd be extending it because of such a high demand for tickets and well, Miley just wasn't ready to stop. However emotions started to run high, patience with each other wore out, and most of all, their love for each other faded away…

"Ugh! Why can't they just leave me alone!" Miley shouted as she slammed her laptop shut. She was hanging out in the Jonas' tour bus for the afternoon.

Nick looked up from the book he was reading, "What's wrong now?" He said it with a distinct tone and Miley quickly picked up on his annoyance.

"What's wrong is that these people keep making up stories that are totally not true and it really gets to me."

Nick unknowingly muttered under his breath, "Well maybe you shouldn't be kissing your friends in a hotel hallway.."

Miley immediately whipped her head back in shock, "What did you just say?" Nick refused to answer and stared at the pages of his book. Miley's anger started building, "Nick what the heck, what'd you say?"

"I didn't say anything Miley, calm down," he retorted. She stomped over and stopped in front of him and looked down at his blank face. He said nothing. She gave him a disgusted look and rushed out.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

Miley grabbed her jacket and hurried out the door, "Away."

Nick played dumb, "Away from what?"

"You." And that was that. Miley slammed the tour bus door behind her and angrily walked into the back entrance of the Nassau Coliseum. The harsh New York winds burned her cheeks but what burned the most was her heart.

A few hours later, Miley was relaxing in her dressing room before the concert. She sat on the couch with her feet resting on the table and stared at the blank tv screen. She was completely silent, and for Miley, that was unusual.

Tish realized the same thing, "Miley, you're too quiet, what's going on?"

Miley sighed and replied, "Nick and I just got into a fight and I, I feel like we're falling apart, Mom." Miley's face was pale.

"Well honey," Tish sat down beside Miley, "You can't expect things to go perfect. But you and Nick and the Jonas' are great friends. Don't let your relationship jeopardize that." Miley nodded and suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Tish rose from the couch and opened the door. Before she left Miley with her surely unwanted guest she said, "Just remember what I said, okay Miles?" Tish walked out and Nick cautiously strode in. Miley stood up and crossed her arms, her piercing stare burned through Nick's heart.

"Hey," he said carefully. He was wearing his red outfit scheme for their opening act. That boy was on fire.

"Hi," Miley replied, "Look just.."

"I'm sorry," Nick blurted out. Miley's eyes widened and was surprised that it came so quickly. "I'm sorry for being so unsupportive." He walked towards Miley and hugged her loosely. Miley's arms hung down at her sides in that type of hug that was just plain awkward. Her mind was racing with questions and thoughts but she knew that one thing was for sure: things would never be the same.

Through out the entire concert Miley thought about what had happened. They had gotten into their first intense fight as a couple and she still felt that she couldn't forgive him. When it came time for them to come out for We Got The Party, Miley shunned Nick. As they walked down the runway, Miley kept her hands off of him, no playfulness, and no affection. What he said had hurt her, but it was too late for Nick to take back his words.

After the concert finished, everyone was exhausted and short-tempered. Without hesitation, they all got on their buses and headed for Newark. It was 1 o'clock in the morning when the buses arrived at the Trump International Hotel in Central Park. They'd be staying there for the next few days because of the two concerts and New Years Eve.

Miley dragged her suitcase down the hallway to her room and threw herself onto the bed. She just laid there, trying not to think or even care about Nick. When Miley awoke the next morning she was in the exact same position. She sat up and rubbed her neck and squinted at the bright light streaming through the windows. She pushed back the sheer curtains and looked down at the bustling NYC. Across the road she watched everybody in Central Park. There were runners, dogs, bikes, and musicians. Miley sat there with a bowl of cereal and stared out the window, contemplating on her next actions. When she was sure of what she was going to do, she got dressed, grabbed her things and left the hotel room.

Nick heard a knock at the door and was surprised to see that it was Miley. He didn't expect her to bounce back so fast. He opened the door and casually asked, "What's up?"

Miley took a deep breath, "Want to take a walk? I think we need to talk." Nick nodded and grabbed a coat and scarf and they silently went down the elevator. The cold air woke them up as they exited the hotel and walked to the crosswalk. Nick carefully took her hand as they ran across the street and into the park. In the privacy of the trees, Miley turned to face him and explain.

"Things haven't been going too smoothly," she stated.

Nick's big brown eyes looked down at her, "You're right. You know Miles I've been thinking and…"

Miley interrupted him, "And I've been thinking too."

"Well have you been thinking what I've been thinking?" Nick asked with confusion. As they walked down the trail, she sat down on a bench and patted the space next to her. Nick obediently sat and she intensely stared at the ground.

"Maybe it's time we see other people?" she opted uncertainly. She winced and waited for an outburst but instead everything was peaceful. She slowly looked up and Nick replied, "I agree."

He continued, "I love you Miley, no matter what. As a friend or as my girlfriend. I think this all was almost a bit of a mistake. I don't want it to change anything."

Miley's heart dropped to what felt like the ground. Never did him saying 'I love you' to her mean so much.

"I think that with everyone watching us, it got hard. I feel like we're some celebrity experiment and everybody was just waiting for us to explode. I just don't want you out of my life, Nick."

Nick understood and was relived that this was going so well. They both were. He pulled her against him and embraced her in a warm hug. "So this is it?"

Miley shied away, "I think so." They got up and walked through the park, listening to the sounds of the city. Miley was caught in a trance and didn't realize that Nick had fallen behind. Suddenly a snowball hit her back and she heard Nick laughing behind her. She chased him out of Central Park and to the road and nearly crashed into a bike rider. When they came to the crosswalk, they breathed heavily and laughed.

"I miss our bike rides," Nick said.

Miley replied, "Yeah I know, once we get back, we have to do that."

Nick's expression changed to serious, "But no more fake deaths, okay?'

Miley rolled her eyes and smiled, "Deal."

And so, Nick and Miley had finally broken up. To the joy of Nick's fans, to the pleasure of the tabloids. People could say what they wanted about the break up whether she cheated him or it was a dramatic end. But what Nick and Miley understood was the only thing that mattered: They were still friends. Just friends.

So a pretty mutual break up, right? I thought it came out pretty cute. All new updates will come soon! REVIEW!