I was working today in the studio. It was always something I loved. Whenever I was able to work in here my head always was cleared and I saw things in perspective which was always a nice change of pace. I tried to keep things simple, hard to believe when I thought about it. I mean I was a celebrity who was not only herself but also Hannah Montana; I had a certain image to keep up while I also had the person who I really was and who I wanted to be. Who I was and who my image was were not really that different except take out a lot of the Disney censoring. I gulped down a bottle of water before walking back into the recording rfoom, to start my next song. As I adjusted my head phones I looked down at the page and realized I was recording a song I had written about Nick. Well kind of about him. It was more about having to love someone and not be with them. So every day while you were with someone else you lived a lie. Because you knew that you never wanted to be without the one you loved.

"Miles you ready to start?" I looked out the window into the other part of the studio to see my dad, Justin and Bryan one of the people from the record label all waiting for me to respond.

"Yup, play back whenever. All good in here." Music started to fill my ears as I counted out the beats for me to begin. Then I took a deep breath closed my eyes and sang with my soul.

Later at family dinner, my dad looked over at me before starting to proudly talk about how amazing I was in the studio today. I blushed at this; it was an honor to have someone like my dad say that although I knew that it was partly dad being a dad talking and then the rest was pure honesty.

"Dad thanks, but I only got three songs done today that is not exactly impressive." I hadn't expected to get more than that done, because it is not exactly cake to pound out songs it takes time and precession but still.

"No Miley, you were fantastic. And we didn't expect that many today. That is why you are going back on Monday. That one song though, what was it Living Proof? That was incredible. The way you sang that it was like it was coming from your soul."

I blushed again. "Dad, well thank you. That song is important to me, it's one of the ones I wrote without anyone else help at all. It's close to my heart because of that" And a few other reasons I thought to myself.

I watched in laughter as Joe and Kevin sang along to the 'sing it: Disney' version of their song Play My Music. It was Frankie's game and he had forced them to play. Saying they could even play their own songs if they liked. It was weird thinking we were one a video game. But still awesome at the same time.

"Dude that is ridiculous, how the hell can I only get two stars singing my own song?" Joe threw down the microphone in frustration. "I should have gotten five stars! It's my song! What the hell?"

"Joe seriously chill, it's just a stupid video game." I was able to get out before doubling over laughter.

"Okay if it is just a game then let's see you play it. Frankie pick a song, and put it on solo." Frankie walked over and did as he was told. Standing up I looked back at Joe and stuck his tongue out, waiting for a song to play.

But something happens that neither Joe nor I had expected, suddenly the tune and music video to '7 Things' starts to play through my families surround sound. I just freezes, every time I hear it my heart breaks just a little more.

"Frankie, shit someone find the remote. Turn it off, TURN IT THE HELL OFF!!!" Joe screams as he scrambles around my still body. Before running up and just pressing off on everything next to the TV. "Nick please do not get mad at him, he does not know what that song means to you." Joe pleads as I start to leave the room.

"It's okay. It is just a song right?" I mumble as I walk up the stairs only to lock myself in my bed room moments later.

Flashback:

I breathe in deeply and then knock on the bedroom door. Then the door opens and I'm facing Joe.

"Miley hey, but I think you have the wrong door. Nick's is two down that way." He laughs and points down the hallway.

"Yea I know. But I actually was not here for him. Plus he isn't home anyway he had plans with a friend. I wanted to talk to you." I could feel my legs start to shake. I don't know why I was so nervous Joe was like a brother to me. I just had never had to have such a conversation as the one I was about to have with him.

"Oh, umm, okay well them come into my humble abode." He stepped out of the door way and let me into his disgustingly messy room. Although I don't know what else I expected this was the crazy A.D.D. Joe's room I was entering. "So what is on your mind Miss. Miley?"

I decided to not beat around the bush and just come out and say it. "I'm afraid. You guys are starting to get more famous. And I'm worried that Nick will meet someone better than me and leave me and I couldn't handle that. I love him." It comes out of me so fast I wonder if Joe even understood a single word.

He grabs me and pulls me into a hug that last for several minutes. We just stand there and hug each other in silence and comfort. Finally he speaks. "Miley, you are crazy do you know that? Nick is head over heels for you has been since he met you last year. He waited a year before he even asked you out just to make sure that you would be okay with it. Everything he does he keeps you in mind. The fame will never change that."

"Really, since we met? I thought he slowly started to like me. And are you sure? Because I need to know now before I get in anymore deep." My words are getting really fast again. Joe then grabs me and places me at arm's length with one arm on each of my shoulders, sternly looking at me.

"Miley, I assure you that he loves you more than anything. So stop worrying, it's sweet and cute. But unnecessary. And I swear on my life that if I ever hear anything otherwise I will be the first one to tell you."