Miley started down at her cell phone unable to figure out what to do. It had been a little over a year since she had used her cell phone to contact him. Ever since the Disney event and everything that followed last month she had been completely mixed up. She could not take it anymore. She knew he was single, but she was not. She couldn't just get back together with him. But she was starting to crave him; literally she needed to talk to him. Even if it was just to clear the air. It needed to happen. So much had happened right before they broke up and even afterwards that they had never really discussed. Finally she had convinced herself, and pounded out a quick "Hi….how are you…" before selecting his name and pressing send.

Flashback:

"Miley, I do not even know what to day anymore. I feel so lost." It was hard to look at her and see how hurt she was but also know I was saying the truth. And I knew she understood what I meant.

"Nick I know, I'm not strong enough for this anymore. It's hard to love you when no one else wants us to love each other."

This is what it came to and I couldn't do it. I never would be able to say what needed to be said. She saw my eyes and said what I couldn't. "Miley please, I can't say it I'm not strong enough."

"Nick, I'm not…I can't. How strong do you think I am? It's no easier for me." She was choking on her words.

"Miley…just please." I begged her with my eyes. I was praying to not have to say it.

"Nick, I love you. But we can't keep doing this anymore. It's too painful for both us. It's over." The tears were pouring like rain from her eyes. So beautiful and so heartbreaking. She stood up and walked outside of my house, looking back for a brief second I could have missed if I had blinked. Then I heard the door close and the world stood still.

Nick looked over as his phone vibrated begging him to pick it up and read the new text message. But he was in no mood to communicate with people today. It was his first day off in two weeks and he planned on doing nothing. He did not even want to leave his room, he was in a bad mood since he had woken up and it was best he didn't see others. He walked over to his desk and sat down in his chair then picked up his guitar and strummed a few times contemplating whether or not he had it in him to write a new song today. Soon he was writing different ideas of lyric combinations, and different chords to go along with them. Nothing was solid or complete but there were several new ideas which was a good thing they needed some new songs for their concept meeting next week. Soon he found himself outside in their secluded back yard playing a game of flag football with his younger brother Frankie. He had been forced out here, if it had been up to Nick he would still be in his bed room pissed at the world. Instead he was running for a football and hating the world in the back of his mind as he plastered a smile on his face. At least he was good at that, not like he didn't do it most day for the public or hell even his family.

"Nick! Bro, take your phone already I can hear the damn thing beeping every 15 minutes from my bedroom. It's getting really annoying." Kevin walked across the yard and handed me my phone, oh shit, I guess I have to deal with people outside of this house now.

"Thanks Kevin." I nod as he turns around and head back towards the house. "Hey Frankie give me a minute will ya?" I turn around and watch him plop himself on the ground waiting for me to return to our game.

"Hi…how are you…" is what I read when I look at the sole text message in my inbox. I'm surprised by the fact there is only one message. But not as surprised as I am by the sender, Miley. What the fuck? Is all I can manage to think over and over in my head? Trying to find my grasp on reality I slowly type a weak response, "…I'm good. Yourself? It's been some time…" Throwing the phone down, I ran back over to Frankie to finish up the game before I lost my mind.

The next morning I woke up, I remembered the odd text message I had received the day before and turned on my phone to see what new messages I had. Really I was only looking for one person though. I looked through the two missed calls, just some friends I'll call them back later I thought. Seven new text messages all family or management. Not a single word from Miley, it did not make any sense for her to text me then not respond. I cursed myself for even caring that she had in the first place, I was so stupid.