Nick was sitting on the couch absent mindedly watching the TV; he did not even know what channel was on. He was too busy thinking about different lyric combinations, Selena, Disney, everything really. It seemed as if everything lately was different, he was questioning so much. He even began to wonder if his vows were what he really wanted or something, his family wanted, or something they all "wanted" because they knew it made them look better, he just was not sure anymore. Joe walked into the room interrupting his thoughts, with something that surprisingly had not been on his mind recently.

"Dude, I just heard the most insane thing…people are saying Miley is dating this twenty year old! But that's not the worst part, they have these pictures – Nicks heart skipped two beats, one for Miley and then another for what he thought was coming when he heard pictures, he started to wonder if there were more he had forgotten about that hadn't been leaked yet. If there were that would be awful, he and Miley had already been to hell and back with those stupid pictures (okay more like beautiful pictures, but you will never hear me say that to anyone besides Miley) and if any were to come out now she would have to handle the whole deal herself. – "of her at her supposed boyfriends runway show, he's a model, and well they are pretty out there I would definitely think they were dating if I was a fan who didn't know her."

I let out a deep breath I hadn't realized I had been holding at the realization that they were not pictures like I thought, but they still weren't good. I wanted to call her so badly but I couldn't, it wasn't right not if she had a boyfriend. I knew if I called her and we started talking on the phone it wouldn't stop, it was easier at events because we had other obligations and we had to stop. But on the phone there was no one there to stop us. It would not be good. "Really, wow that's really not cool. I don't know what to say." Was all I could come up with for a response.

"Nick, bro that what you always say when I have news for you about Miley, you should call her and ask if she is okay. You know that this won't be good I mean she is going to catch shit for these pictures and his age, especially if it is all true." I turned my head to look at him for the first time since the conversation had started. He was leaning against the wall next to the door way from the dining room into the family room. I gave him a look of are you fucking out of you mind? Before standing up to leave.

"Nick, come on. You guys really should talk; you are good for each other. But you know what I'll call her like I always have to. Because I know you won't grow a pair and do it. And we both know Kev, and his whole opinion on you two."

I shook my head and rolled my eyes as I walked out of the room and up the stairs to my bed room. He thought I didn't call her because I was nervous or ashamed or something and that is why I do not call her. Wow was he stupid. I just walked into my room, hit play on my iHome and feel onto my bed, hoping the music could drown out my thoughts.

Flashback:

"Miley! How can you not care what they are saying?" I looked at Nick's tear filled eyes, I had him, but then I saw the articles start to flash through his mind again. And the doubt was back. "Miles, we just need to talk about this seriously, they are saying we are having sex number one, number two they say you are cheating. No sorry have cheated on me, because it's never long going just a short thing. I mean they found the pictures from that dare I can almost bet, I mean you phone and mine were hacked! Soon those will be leaked, and then what do we do?? They will have something against us, something to say we aren't pure, and we don't live up to our religion, our choice with our purity rings!"

I sighed he was right on that last point, even though it's not like we didn't pledge to not send pictures or ever look at each other and want one another, for someone who spoke of their purity rings and was a Disney star it didn't matter. "Well, first off we aren't having sex you and I both very well know that. They may not believe us but then again no one but us knows what happens when is just you and me. – I took a deep breath – second, why would I ever cheat on you? You are the other half of me, without something is always missing. You are who I'm meant to be with, I know that and I would never screw that up. Finally, yes we are defiantly going to have to come together and figure out what to do about those pictures because we both had our phones hacked and chances are that we are going to have to defend ourselves eventually."

He had a look of deep thought, I sat there with tears falling from my eyes, just been in the spotlight only a year or so longer than him, and I remembered my dad talking about things like this, so I just went in knowing not to care when the paparazzi starts this stuff. You have to look at it as more like well, this just means I'm really making my place known in Hollywood.

"Nick, I care what they are saying I really do, it hurts that they think I would do things like that but I know it's a lie. And you know it's a lie too, so what does it matter? You do know it's all a lie right? I would NEVER do that." I looked in his eyes and saw how hurt he was, he did believe me I could tell that, I knew him well enough for that. But I knew him so well that I could also see that small seed of doubt, most likely set by one of his brothers just as a joke. At the time I bet he laughed with them and thought nothing more of it, but I could see it replaying in his head that conversation only now he had taken the humor away from the story replaying it with seriousness in his head. "Nick, I can read you well enough, I know that you are feeding off that tiny bit of doubt, something that Joe or Kevin said that now you are making a serious comment. When you know that they also know this isn't real."

He sighed, I saw a hint of a smirk on his face as he reveled in the fact that we knew each other this well, I could see the warmth start to flow through waiting for him to tell me it was going to be okay, he still loved me and we would do what was necessary when we got there. Finally a smile spread across his face, causing my face to involuntary begin to smile, that was happening a lot our feeling where becoming one, his smile kept growing. Then without warning he took my face in his hands and kissed me softly on the lips, pulling out briefly to whisper "It is okay. I love you, I'm sorry for starting this right now. We will figure out what to do about everything when we really have too. But not right now…" with that he pulled me back into a deep passionate kiss fthat made my toes curl.

Miley is sitting on the floor of her lounge; the room off of her bedroom connected through her bathroom one way and through her closet the other. She loves her area of the house, it was part of an agreement she got an entire wing as long as she lived at home until she was 21. And she had no problem with that agreement she has her own entrance and everything. This room is a light shade of yellow, with all different kinds of floral furniture, curtains and everything else. None of the floral match and that is what makes it so unique, she loves it. Through her blaring iHome she can hear the song California by her brothers band Metro Station. Moving forward she rolls over and falls onto her back, stretching her arms above her head she feels comfortable and at ease right now. In a simply outfit of a black Nirvana t-shirt and ultra dark skinny jeans her hair just natural waves. She closes her eyes and lets her mind drift as the next song by Metro Station starts, imaging the seconds and minutes just fly by and she is forever at peace right here in her room. With a start she sits up to reach for her cell phone as she hears her ringtone Paper Planes by M.I.A. start to play quickly she lays back down into the exact position she was in and hits pause on her iHome remote. Finally she looks at the caller id; ah, she thinks when she sees its Joe. "Hello?" She answers her phone in one swift click of a button.

"Miley, hey! It's Joe. How are you?" She can hear comfort in his voice, she will admit (to herself at least never anyone else) that he may not be the brother she wants to talk to but he is still like going home. Talking to him is nice, relaxing and familiar.

"Joe, hey! I'm doing pretty great, I guess. You know enjoying myself like right now I'm just lying on my lounge floor listening to some Metro Station and thinking. How about yourself I'm glad to hear from you it's been a few weeks." I loved that he was still willing to talk to me. Since Nick and I only did at events now, it was easier for everyone that way and well Kevin, he didn't really approve of me anymore. And really it is only because he didn't know the truth. But I didn't worry about that since he wasn't my brother to worry about.

Joe's voice came through the speaker again after a brief pause, "Well that's good that you're doing well. But what do you mean by you guess? Metro Station, your brother really is doing well for himself isn't he? Who would have thought it, it seems like yesterday we were all giving him shit about his band." He laughed for a minute and so did I at the old memories. "Thinking about anything in particular? Yea I know it has been a few weeks, glad to be talking to you as well. As for me though, I'm the same as always, living the dream you know. Dealing with our crazy family, you know the drill." I heard him sigh at the realization I knew exactly what he meant, I was the only person outside of that family that knew them like a family member. Not even Mandy could even really understand. That was just the way it was with us.

He wanted to know what I was thinking about, and I knew I could not admit to the fact that his family crossed my mind a fair amount when I was just thinking, or the fact that his brother is almost always somewhere on my mind. "Oh yea I do understand what you mean. But don't you worry just keep living the dream it is what you have been working towards. The family stuff will be as it always has been. And yea I know its crazy how great Trace and his band is doing. But to the real subject here I feel like you are wondering what I was thinking about the most. And I'm assuming you want to know about my new boyfriend and the new picture rumors? Gosh Joe, you are always acting like a big over protective brother. It is sweet."

It took only a second before he began talking again. "Yea you caught me, I need to make sure you are okay. I don't get it Miley if you are really dating this guy I mean come on he is fucking 20! That is ridiculous. And I know I shouldn't be judging you or anything just because you can make your own choices and I know you would never do anything that would hurt you but really?"

Nick walked out of his room, and sat in front of Joe's bedroom door. He hated that Joe was able to freely call Miley, they talked about once every two or three weeks. And when they did talk it always led to hours of conversation and then texts for a few days. Then it would die down and in a few weeks one of them would call the other and the pattern would repeat itself. Nick heard the mention of Miley's boyfriend and pressed his ear against the door to make sure he did not miss a word.

"So that's it, the rumors are true, and the pictures well I've seen them and they aren't bad. But for you know you being you, try and be more careful. I just don't understand what you and a 20 year old could have in common."

He hears silence as Miley responds to Joe.

"Okay well I guess you have me there, but I don't know I guess I think it's different with you and me since one we are just friends and two I've known you for years because of you and Nick."

Nick's breath shortens when he hears his brother mention him and Miley to Miles.

"Damn, sorry I forgot for a moment, I know the deal. We can't talk about the two of you together."

Joe stops for a second.

"Miley I get it okay, it's painful you guys had something real and the world helped to destroy it I know. And you know that whenever you need to talk about it I'm here I talked to you about it after you broke up. And even though it's been a while since then you can still talk to me about it. Because I know you still miss him. And he misses you, I could tell just in his reaction about you and your new boyfriend and the pictures."

He can practically hear Miley screaming at Joe for telling me about her boyfriend and the pictures.

"Miley, he knows and I think it is better that he does. You should have seen him when I mentioned the words you and pictures. He thought it was more from when you two where together, and I could see him thinking about it and trying to remember if there were any more like before. I thought he was going to die I mean…"

Suddenly Joe is cut off he guesses Miley is beyond pissed now. He laughs to himself slightly, thinking that Joe deserves it for not taking the situation seriously enough. Knowing that the conversation is coming to an end and that most likely Joe will not get a word in edge wise for the rest of the conversation I get up and wander down stairs, realizing it has been a few hours since I last ate.