Disclaimer: I don't Hannah Montana or the Jonas Brothers! I do however own this plot and such characters as Josh and Ryan. I don't own Kevin's GF and Jackson's GF.

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A few days later

Miley lied in bed and tried to figure out a way of how to tell Nick the truth about her memory and Hannah Montana. She didn't know how to tell him. She loved how he was towards her. She didn't want to lose that. Although, she hated how he acted towards her as Hannah, she still loved him with all of her heart. She felt guilty that she was keeping this secret from him, but she didn't know how to tell him without him getting upset with her and hurt her for the rest of her life.

She was startled out of her thoughts when she heard a knock on her door. "Miley?" she heard the voice come through the door. "Ryan?" she called out and heard the muffled 'yes' coming through. "Come on in!"

The door slowly opened and in walked Ryan. "Hey, buddy," he said as he came closer to her bed. He sat down and she slowly sat up. "Hi, Ry," she said as she pulled her covers up closer to her chin. "What's up?"

"I don't know," he said. "Why don't you tell me?"

She looked at him confused. "What are you talking about, Ryan?" she asked him.

"Miles," he sighed. "I know, okay. Why are you doing this?"

"I don't know what you are talking about, Ry," she said.

"Miley Stewart!" he said sternly. She sighed. "Okay, say I do know what you are talking about," she said. "What do you want me to do about it? How did you even find out?"

"It doesn't matter who I found it out from," he explained. "I just wanted to let you know that I am on your side, and I always will be, but there is a point in time that a line shouldn't be cross and I believe that this is one of those times."

"Lilly told you?" she asked, incredulously. "I can't believe it," she muttered to herself.

"I am not going to tell you who told me," he said, not liking how she was avoiding his question. "Miles, you have to know how this is going to hurt in the end. I'm just looking out for you."

"I am a big girl," she said, getting angry that everyone was ganging up on me. "You are basically telling me what Lilly has already said. I will do it on my own time. I can handle anything that is thrown to me. I will tell Nick the truth when and whenever I want. It will be on my terms. He will come to understand and then, everything will be okay."

"Will it though?" he questioned once again. "Miley, I love you. But, you and I both know, that revenge isn't good. Take a look at…."

"You're friend was mental! I am not like him! I will not turn out like that!" she screamed.

"I know that you're not, okay?!" he yelled back. "I'm just telling you that revenge will always backfire and you will get hurt. You're my little sister."

"Yeah, well, this is my life," she said. "And, I will do whatever I want to do with it. He will understand everything."

"And if he doesn't?" he asked again.

"Then, that's it. We aren't meant to be together. It's as simple as Daddy's pot pie," she said, her twang coming out a bit.

"Is it that easy, Miles?"

She looked at him and she could feel the tears ready to fall out. "It's not. My heart hurts, Ryan. I feel like it's playing a tennis match. I love Nick with all of my heart and I hate that I am doing this to him. But, another part of me, just wishes that he could feel what I felt. Hurt him as much as he has hurt me."

"He doesn't know that you are Hannah," Ryan finally came to the conclusion. He knew that Miley and Lilly hadn't told the boys about their alter-egos, but he didn't know that that was the root of the problem.

She nodded her head. "He's hurt Hannah, well – me, so much. I don't think that I could be able to take him back, but as Miley, I love him," she sobbed into Ryan's chest as he pulled her closer.

"I know that you love him, Miley," Ryan said, pulling his little sister into a tighter hug. "But, that just shows that you aren't going to be like him, okay? You are much better than that. But, you see, you need to give Nick this opportunity too. You need to tell him before it's too late. Who knows? Nick will understand. He can understand what it feels like to be in the center's eye. He will understand as soon as you explain to him your reasons and everything will be fine and dandy, sugar candy."

Miley laughed at his saying. "There's that smile that I know and love," Ryan said kissing Miley on the top of her head. "I'm going to be behind you one hundred percent. And, if Nick makes you cry, I will hunt him down and kick his ass. Okay?"

She nodded her head, laughing once again. She loved her older brother. He always knew how to make her laugh. He got up and walked through the door. He turned his head around and gave her a small smile and walked towards his room.

Miley sat there in bed thinking about what Ryan had just told her. 'Should I really tell him?' she asked to herself. "Yes," she heard a little voice say. 'Great, now I'm talking to myself,' she thought again.

"Yes, and it's for the better."

"Don't listen to her," another voice broke in.

'What the heck is going on here?'

"I'm the devilish side of you,"it answer and Miley swore that if she looked to her shoulders that there will be two Mileys on there – one in an angel's costume and one in a devel's costume holding a pitchfork.

'I'm just so afraid that he will hurt me again.'

"Sweets, that's what life is all about it. It's not as sweet and cute as you are but, if he loves you, then he will understand everything that you tell him. You just have to tell him the whole entire truth."

"Screw that thought. He's hurt you before. What's going to stop him from hurting you again? Listen up, toots, that boy is trouble from the get-go. You're better off telling him that you don't remember him at all and send that boy packing."

"Miley, don't listen to her. She's just trying to cause some trouble. Nick will understand everything. Just tell him all of your feelings. He will forgive you eventually."

"Right, eventually…Toots, don't listen to her. That boy is forever going to hate you for telling him that you were his one time girlfriend. He hated you then and if you tell him now, he will hate you again."

"Hannah Montana and Nick are beginning to be friends again. I think it is worth a try to tell him the truth. He loves that about people, remember?"

"You and I both know that once you tell him, he will hate you FOREVER! He's not going to try to do anything gentlemanly. He will hurt you over and over. Listen to me, you are better off not telling him. That way, your happiness will be above all else."

"Is that really worth it, Miley? Your parents taught you to put everyone else first. You are not doing that at all. Miley, you are better than this. Just tell him. He will understand."

"Miley?" a voice called from the other side of the door. She looked back down to her shoulders and saw that that the two beings had disappeared. She could hear a faint 'tell him' and 'he will hate you forever if you do' coming from somewhere over her shoulders as she yelled for the person on the other door to come in.

A head of blond hair came walking in with a hesitant smile on her face. "Hi, Miles," she said as she sat at the edge of the foot of Miley's bed.

"You do know that you can come closer, right, Lils?" Miley said laughing. Lilly looked relieved and came a little bit closer.

"I'm sorry about yesterday," she said slowly. Miley nodded her head. "I just want you two to be okay. I don't want any awkwardness to come about. You were put through so much, Miley, I understand that. But, so has Nick. I think you should listen to his side of the story about Hannah and him."

"Are you picking his side?" Miley asked angrily. Lilly was supposed to be on her side, not her enemy's. 'This is not how it supposed to go,' she thought to herself. "I told you that everyone is going to side on his side. Don't tell. Just tell Lilly that you will tell him and then leave it alone and never say anything to him."

"Don't do that, Miley. Your sister might hate you forever for lying to her. You have to tell him. It's the right thing to do."

"No, Miley," Lilly said sternly. "I am not taking his side. And for this matter, I am agreeing with Joe. I am not taking your side either. I just wanted to let you know how Nick is feeling and what he is going through right now."

"No, Lilly," Miley said, finally choosing a side to listen to. "You are picking his side over me. I am your freakin' sister and you aren't even on my side. Well, listen up, missy, I am going to do whatever want. And, that means that I am not going to tell Nick anything and you shouldn't either – if you know what is good for you."

"What's good for me?" Lilly yelled, not really believing who this person was. It wasn't her sister. It was like some mean person came and took over Miley's body and soul. "Miley?"

"You should listen to me, Lillian," Miley said again sternly. She didn't know what came over her. All she knew was that, she didn't want to hear her sister picking Nick's side when she was supposed to be on hers. "I will let everyone know that you are Lola Lufnagle and that will totally ruin Joe's image of you. Now, get out!"

Lilly gasped for a moment, but then smirked. "Fine, have it your way, Miley. But, if you tell on me, then you're only going to let your secret out. It's all a mater of time. Looks like you lose in this silly game of yours," Lilly said as she headed towards the door. Once she reached it, she turned around, "By the way, Joe already knows." With that being said, Lilly walked out of the room and slammed the door behind her.

Miley sat there gasping on her bed. 'He knows? How?' she asked herself. She racked her mind trying to figure out how in the world her sister's fiancé knew about the secret. She came up empty. She didn't understand it at all. She wanted to run after Lilly and get an answer for her. She quickly climbed out of bed and ran towards Lilly's room.

She knocked on the door and when she didn't hear anything from the other side, she began pounding on the door. Jackson and Ryan came out of their rooms to look at their younger sister. "What's going on, Miles?" Jackson asked as he came up to his little sister. Ryan followed suit.

"I'm just trying to talk to Lilly. It's no big deal," she replied.

"If it's no big deal, then why are you standing out here and not walking into her room, like you normally do?" Ryan asked, eyeing the younger girl carefully. Even though Miley was now his little sister, Lilly was his blood sister and he wouldn't ever let anyone hurt her.

"We just had a tiny little disagreement, that's all," she replied and returned to pounding on the door. "Lilly Truscott, open the damn door now!" she yelled and was even more frustrated when she didn't hear any noise coming from the other side.

"You shouldn't pound so much, Miley," a voice called from behind the trio. They all turned around to see Joe standing there with his hands clenched tightly into two fists. He looked like he was ready to explode.

"Don't take that tone with my sister, Joseph," Ryan and Jackson both said at the same time.

"Really?" Joe asked, ready for a fight if need be. He shouldn't have because he had already promised Lilly that he wouldn't fight anyone but just coming here and hearing Miley like that, he couldn't take it anymore.

"Really," Jackson replied.

"Why don't you ask your precious little sister, Ryan, why my fiancée is over at my house crying her eyes out to my mom and me?" Joe asked with a deadly tone to his voice. Ryan and Jackson both gasped and turned their attention towards Miley.

"Miley?" Ryan asked, finding his voice after a minute. He didn't understand what was going on. Miley and Lilly were the best of friends.

"Lola should stay out of my business," Miley said, regretting a minute later that she had slipped and said 'Lola' instead of 'Lilly.' Joe smirked at her. Ryan turned his attention towards the younger man standing in front of her. He wanted to know how the hell did Joe find out and if, need be, threaten Joe from telling anyone.

"She was only trying to help you, Hannah," Joe replied and smirked some more when he saw Miley recoiling. "You disgust me. Lilly was right. Do you hate Nick that much, Miley? He's loved you and have overcome so many things to be with you…I get that you're scared that he will hate you, but at least, by telling him now…"

"What, Joe?!" she yelled at the man in front of her. "He's still going to hate me when he finds out. I don't even know how you found out and I don't care anymore. All I care about, is that Nick will not find out anything about me. To him, I have amnesia and I am leaving it as that!" she yelled sternly and walked back to her room. A sound of a wooden door being slammed shut was heard throughout the house.

"How…? What???" both older men asked, confused.

"Miley's had her memory all of this time," Joe replied, apologetically. "Lilly and everyone have been trying to get her to tell Nick the truth. She has to know that he hates people that lie to him. If he heard her explanation now, he will take it better than hearing it later."

"How did you know that she was Hannah Montana and who the hell do you by 'everyone?'" Ryan asked.

"I can't tell you that," Joe said. "It's up to them if they want to tell you. I have done my job by coming here. I have to get back to Lilly. I don't think she's going to want to come back here tonight. I'll just go grab a few of her belongings and go."

"No messing around in there," Jackson and Ryan both yelled out as the younger boy headed into Lilly's room to grab her things. They both shook their heads laughing, but was solemn when their eyes turned back towards the door across the hall.

"What are we going to do?" Jackson asked.

Ryan shook his head. "I have no clue. I didn't even know that she was keeping something from him. I thought she told him," he answered and Jackson nodded his head in agreement.

Jackson took a deep breath and knocked on Miley's door. She was his sister first and he figured that he should be the one to knock on her door. But, he was pulling Ryan in with him. He wasn't going anywhere.

"Come in," Jackson heard a small voice call out. He opened the door and the men slowly walked into the room. "Hi, Miles," Jackson said as he sat down on her bed. "So, what was that about? Huh, little one?" he asked, playing confused. He heard one side of the story, and now, he wanted to hear her side of it.

"I didn't tell Nick that I don't have amnesia. I remember every single thing about him and me," she said.

"Why aren't you telling him, Miles?" Ryan asked, slowly running a hand down the back of her head. "You're my little sister and I hate it when you are feeling this sad."

"I don't know…" she started to say.

"Are you sure, Miley?" Jackson asked. "Are you sure that you're not telling him because you love him and that you are afraid that once he learns the truth, he will hate you forever?" Miley's head snapped up at the comment. Jackson had hit the head on the nail. "Are you afraid that Nick isn't going to react like Jake had?" Miley didn't even think about that. She shook her head.

"Jake and you had a rough start but, remember? He didn't tell your secret even if he was mad at you. Are you afraid that Nick would do the opposite and tell on you? I doubt that he's going to act like that," Ryan said.

"You don't Nick like I do," Miley said softly.

"Maybe you aren't giving him that much credit," Ryan suggested. "Maybe he grew up from that boy he once was."

"Whose side are you on?" Miley said icily.

"I'm on your side, little sister," Ryan replied without a beat. "But, you have to understand that people do grow and they do change. Just keep that in mind. It's your decision but just know that. Let's go, Jackson. We have to make sure Lilly's okay." Miley felt her heart break when she heard Ryan mentioning Lilly. She didn't mean to yell at Lilly, but the girl got her so mad – she didn't know what to do except lash out.

A/N: Wow, this will probably be the longest chapter that I have written. It's to make up for being so busy and not posting up the chapters as quickly as I would have liked.