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Flashback:
I stormed into the Jonas home; I didn't care how rude it was. After four days straight of "Sorry Miles I can't talk today I'm still feeling like shit and don't feel like dealing with anyone" I was beyond caring. Joe was walking down the stairs that led into the foyer where I had just stormed into. For the quickest moment confusion was on his face but it was gone in a blink and replaced with a grin and then laughter.
"He's locked up in his room. Go see if you can get him out of there, we have all given up." He pointed up the stairs, laughed for a few more seconds shook his dark hair and then walked into the kitchen.
I loved this family, after knowing them for two years they were my family as far as I was concerned. Especially now that Nick and I were going on a little over a year of dating. Drifting up the stairs and turning to walk down the long hallway to the last door on the left I just couldn't figure out what had gotten into Nick to make him suddenly shut down and be un-interactive. It was just such a strange mood swing; usually I could figure it out. It had been a week since this had started, and for the first three days I was okay with it, but now I found it ridiculous. Without thinking I swung the door open, "NICHOLES JERRY J……OH SHIT!" I stopped mid sentence as I took in what was in front of me and when it registered I quickly swung the door closed and slid down to the floor my back against the door knees at my chest. I just walked in on my boyfriend, mister anti-social and pain in the ass for the past week, masturbating. Right there at his desk in the chair we had shared a million times and had made out with just as many times. I knew he did it, I mean it was a teenage boy now, but still it was just plain awkward. He was just sitting there in the chair, looking at something I couldn't see from my angle, his member in hand stroking it up and down. Now I could hear him scrambling around his room, trying to make he appear like he had been doing nothing I'm sure. Then I felt the door behind me move and I let myself fall backwards onto the floor as it opened completely.
"Miley, oh god…what…what do I say?"
I looked up at him standing above me, his face concerned and full of worry. Pulling on his pant leg I forced him to fall to the ground with me. He moved his self forward so I could rest my head on one of his legs. We just laid there for a while, half in his doorway half in the hallway. Unable to think or speak just there.
"Nick I think I'm going to go home. Umm call me though okay?" I stood up and straightened my clothes looking down real fast at him before making my way back down the hall.
"Wait. Miley that's it?" He was sitting up but still in the same spot. Confused.
"Yea Nick that's it." I had stopped in the middle of the hallway.
"We aren't going to talk about it…what you saw…" He was just staring at me.
"Nope. I'm just going to leave now. I don't really know what to say. So I guess we just aren't going to talk about it. Ever." I waved a goodbye and walked down the hallway and down the stairs. To find Joe and Kevin talking quietly in the kitchen. I figured I would say hello. "So what's the secret?" I ask with a giggle in my voice.
Both of them looked over at me. Then looked at each other before Kevin spoke, "So where is Nick?"
I wondered what they had been talking about but I shook my head trying not to care about it. "Last I saw he was laying half in his door way, half in the hallway. I would assume he is still there." I realized I sounded a bit more cold then I had intended, I meant to sound like I didn't really care instead I sounded uber pissed.
"What Miley you couldn't wait to get into his bedroom with the door safely closed before you were all over him so you tackled him the second he opened his door?" Joe asked me with a smirk on his face, raising one eye brow.
"Oh Joe you think you're just so cute and cleaver don't you? But you are very wrong. We just ended up there. While we talked, or didn't talk I guess….um yea. I'm going to leave now. You guys can talk to him if you want." I realized I had started to ramble and started to say more than I had wanted to.
"Okay so I'm very confused now." Kevin looked at me then to Joe wondering if maybe he understood my rambles.
Joe just looked at Kevin and said, "Hey man don't expect me to understand her. Just because she is like a family member doesn't me we have to." The both laughed at this, realizing that being in a family of all boys didn't help their understanding of girls at all.
I waved a short goodbye before turning to leave; as I reached the door I turned the handle then looked back with a sudden thought, "Hey guys, when you go to find Nick after I leave, you might want to bring him a playboy." I watched their looks change ten times in a second before I walked out the door and listened to them racing up the stairs to Nick.
Two weeks later I was sitting in between my parents, mom on my left and dad at the right. Across the table Miley was in the exact same position, her dad at her right and her mom at her left, looking down the large mahogany table two Disney executives sat reading over countless internet and magazine articles while the muted 60' inch plasma TV behind their heads displayed all of the news stories centered around us from the past two weeks on a loop. Towards the other end of the table was an entire wall of windows overlooking the entire city of Los Angeles from this 45th floor view. This was a very private, very important and very nerve racking meeting. My brothers barely knew anything about it and I assumed the same was from Miley's siblings. The six of us had been sitting at this table for the past thirty minutes now, waiting for Disney executives to begin. And the tension between our two families was obvious; we all used to be so close but of course with all of the tabloid rumors and drama that has occurred since our families first met, and then became linked through our relationship it was hard for our parents especially to pretend it hadn't happened.
"As you can see on the TV behind me here, and all of these articles we have printed out here, we have a lot to discuss." The older of the two men spoke clearly as he slid to separate thick piles of paper to each of our families. "We hoped that this would just go away after a day or so, but here we are two weeks later and it hasn't died down. So now we need to discuss what will happen next." He paused briefly letting us look over what was in front of us, before continuing. "We have been protecting the two of you through all of these scandals for a while now, mainly you Miley and we, as in Disney thinks we are in need of a change."
"What kind of change?" I spoke up before anyone else in the room could, I was starting to panic, they couldn't punish Miley for something that was more my fault than hers. This was her dream she had worked so hard to get here I wasn't going to let them take it away.
"Well Nick, for you and your brothers really nothing at all. In a few minutes I want to discuss with you the code of conduct that someone who is a Disney representative has to follow though. But for you Miley, Disney has decided that maybe it was time we let you out of your contract, we have been protecting you mistake after mistake and this may not be the worst of everything but this is just too much. You of course can sign with another label and keep working on your music, but the last season of Hannah will be finished and then you are done. NO more Disney censoring to get in between you and your, umm wild ways." The man said his final sentence so rudely that something in me burst and I couldn't keep my professionalism.
"You can't do that! This is her dream! And nothing that happened the other week is her fault! I'M THE ONE WHO DRUG HER INTO A PRIVATE ROOM TO TALK KNOWING THAT SHE DIDN'T WANT TO! I'M THE ONE WHO LOST MY COOL WHEN I SAW HER WITH HER BOYFRIEND AND PUNCHED HIM! WHEN I HAVE NO RIGHT TO! I'M THE REASON MY BROTHERS AND I HAD TO LEAVE THE PARTY IN FRENZY, AND I'M THE REASON SHE ENDED UP COMING WITH US BECAUSE I GRABBED HER ARM WHEN BIG ROB STARTED PULLING ME OUT OF THE ROOM!" I realized soon after I was finished that I had stood up and I was out of breath as I took in deep gulps of air to try and steady myself as I slowly and self consciously sat down. I looked over at Miley to see her shaking her head and looking at the ground, I saw on the table a small pool of liquid which quickly I realized was tears.
"Nick, that is very kind of you but you do not need to protect Miley. She has made her bed and now she has to lie in it, Disney has been working hard to keep her reputation in tact since the first of all the pictures and it is costing us too much money, and time." He gave me a glare as he spoke.
"I'm not protecting Miley! I'm telling you the truth. Why would I protect her anyway? We aren't dating anymore, hell we never even speak! So why would I feel the need to protect her? Everything I said is the truth, and don't even start about the picture scandal. Miley took the blame for something that is both of our faults, something I have always felt bad about. So if you are going to punish someone punish me, not her." It felt weird, because I knew everything I had said was truthful, but at the same time saying that I had no reason to protect her was both lie and truth. I hoped she understood why I had said that, I didn't want her hurting anymore. Looking up across the table at her, we caught each other's stares and locked eyes. I knew that she understood.
"Well, seeming as how you are very insistent in taking all the heat for Miley, we have to change our plans of punishment for you and your brothers. And since we did not come here today planning on that we will have to call you in a few days after we have reassessed the situation, to let you know what is to happen. Meantime, you Miley are on a strict probation. Nick may be taking the blame for you this time, but if anything else like this or any of the past scandals come up the plan we discussed earlier will be placed into action and you will lose your seat here at Disney. We advise that you be extremely careful as you finish out your contract with us, we wouldn't want anything bad to happen to you and your very promising career due to some teenage silliness." The younger of the two man had finished the speech, while the older of the two sat in his seat looking over all of the information again, trying to plan Disney's next move.
Looking up the older man began to speak, "Disney will release a statement to the benefit of both you later today. As for this meeting, it is finished you all are free to go. And Jonas's remember we will be in touch soon to discuss what will happen from here." He smiled a cold smile, and waved his had dismissively in the air before standing to leave along with the younger man.
This left all six of us in an even more uncomfortable situation in the room.
Billy Ray is the first to standing, stretching he patting the back of Miley's chair, "Alright, well that was a well let's say eventful meeting. But Miley we have to get going we have to get to the Hannah set today."
She looked up, it appeared as if he had pulled her out of daze when he had spoken, "Oh yea right dad. We should get going then. Bye everyone. And thank you so much Nick." As she and her mom stood up to follow her dad out the door, the three walked by my parents and I. Swiftly and quietly Miley found my hand and grabbed to give it a quick squeeze then just like it was done and she was out the door, on her way to work.
"Alright Nick, let's get a move on. We need to get home, your brothers need to be informed of your little decision to play hero today since it is going to affect them as well it seems." My father's tone sounded stressed and exhausted, I couldn't tell if he was angry or not with me.
"Dad I was just doing the right thing and telling the truth. I couldn't just sit there and watch them strip Miley of everything when she didn't cause any of this. It's bad enough she is faulted for the pictures but she shouldn't have this to deal with too. I'm sure Joe and Kevin will understand. Well at least Joe will for sure, I'm still wary about Kevin…" I trialed off, as I began to follow my parents out of the building and to the car.
"Yes honey we know. And we are proud you did what you thought was the right thing to do." My mother tried to sooth me as we climbed into the family Tahoe. But it was clear that she was only comforting, she didn't believe what she was saying.
"It's just not what you think is the right thing." I rudely mumbled under my breath, just loud enough for them to hear my dad started the car. The rest of the car ride home is in silence as we all thought about what had just happened and who was correct.