Flashback:

I approached the "stage" that was being taken apart as the musicians who had just finished their hour long show helped pack everything up. We were in California mall, somewhere a few hours outside of L.A. I wasn't exactly sure of the town. But then again I was really new around here since I had just started coming out here a few weeks ago for my Hannah Montana auditions, so It's not like I new California well. After the people at Disney told me that I was perfect for the role, just too young my dad asked me what I wanted to do to cheer me up and I told him I wanted to go this concert. The one that had just ended, when he asked who was performing and I responded with the Jonas Brothers he just said who? And then when he found out it was a tiny five dollar mall concert he mumbled something about how I was wasting a chance to get just about whatever I wanted out of my parents but it was my choice so I guess we were going. He may not have known who they were but I had heard about them through a friend back home, and when I found out they were going to be in California when I was, I decided I had to go. So here I was walked up to the "stage" of these three guys who I just knew would be huge one day. My stomach is in complete knots and I'm not exactly sure why.

"Umm, hi. That was a great show." My voice is a little shaky as I speak but I was starting to see how they are just normal cool guys as they all turn huge smiles on their faces to see someone liked their performance and came up to talk. Granted there were only about seventy five people here you could tell it was huge to them.

"Thanks. It was def, one of our best shows so far. I'm Kevin by the way." The one who looked to be the oldest of the three stuck his hand out for me to shake.

Shaking his hand I looked over at the other two boys, realizing I should probably I introduce myself. "Glad I got to see one of the best. Although I'm sure they are all fantastic. I'm Miley by the way."

"Well it is nice to meet you Miley. These are my younger brothers, Joe" He pointed to the boy all the way to his right who appeared to be the next oldest. "And nick," Pointing to the one besides him, who looked a little shy as he waved a kind hello.

"Great to meet all three of you, so where are you from?" I asked as I grabbed a cord from the ground and started to wrap it up. I figured I mine as well help.

"A small town in New Jersey, being out here on the west coast is a lot different." Joe answered before running behind Kevin, who was in the middle of putting away a mike stand, and jumping on his back screaming "AHHH HELP ME KEVIN I'M BEING ATTACKED BY SUFFER DUDES WITH CRAZY TAN BODIES AND BLEACH BLOND HAIR!!!!!" the two quickly fell the two ground as Joe's weight proved too much for the distracted Kevin.

Instantly I began to laugh harder than I had in a very long time. I think I could really get along well with these guys. Walking over to the youngest, Nick, who himself was bent over with laughter I whispered "Is he always like this?" A huge smile across my face, laughter still rung in my voice.

"Always." Nick responded laughter rung in his voice as well but the truth behind the fact was there. He turned to face me, as I looked at him close up I began to saw just how good looking he was. "So what about yourself, are you one of these crazy California people?"

"Nope, I'm a southern girl, Tennessee to be exact. Live on a big farm, I love it."

"Ah, I thought so from the accent, but you never know. Especially with all of the crazy people around here you know?" He laughed, at what he was thinking and at his brothers who were now on the ground wrestling each other.

His smile, it just was breathtaking, I wanted him to keep smiling for days. So I could just sit and watch, he was just incredible. We stood there and watched the two older brothers continue to tackle each other, with no sign of stopping. "Hey," I leaned over and whispered towards Nick, "I think you and I could easily beat your brothers at their own game."

Nick raised his eyebrows in amusement and surprise it appeared. He sized me up, and then shook his head. "There is no way you can be serious, besides I know from experience I can't beat those two."

That was it, I was determined to make this boy think I was different from most girls, which, I was, I wanted to show him what he was going to have to deal with. Because from this moment on, I decided, I was going to be close with Nick Jonas, maybe I would even love him. "Well you never had me on your team before, and trust me I'm going to make a big difference." I whispered back.

"Oh yea? And why is that?" He whispered back, clearly curious.

"Because I'm your lucky charm! Now come on do you want to kick some Jonas butt or what?" Grabbing his arm we ran over to his brothers, to attack them and make a huge wrestling wring out of the 'stage' area.

I woke with a start, to find myself in my bedroom. Looking down I saw that I was still dressed in what I had been wearing earlier when I had gone out with Joe…and Nick. The car ride from hell! I remember getting really upset when Nick said he wasn't sure if he ever wanted an us again, and then the spinning and then nothing. I looked on my night table to see that it was 3: 14 am. Finally I stated to look around my room that was when I noticed Joe fast asleep still dressed in his outfit from earlier on my chair in the corner, and my dad in the chair on the other side of the room. He was in pajamas clearly shocked worried about whatever to have happened to have slept in here, and to have let Joe sleep here. That's when I realized that I didn't know where Nick was, I looked on the floor around my room, he wasn't sleeping there, I don't think he would have walked home so late at night. My mind racing for unknown reasons, I slowly and quietly got out of my bed and tip – toed across the room towards my lounge. The door creaked as I opened it, but neither Joe nor my dad stirred, closing it with a creek I crossed the room to face the front of the couch to find Nicholas fast asleep and looking very uncomfortable sleeping on the fancy couch. It was not something you slept on, it was something from an antique shop, I saw it and loved it, it reminded me of something Emily Gilmore would have and that is why I loved it.

"Nick….Nick" I whisper shout, and lightly tap his shoulder three times. I decide to sit myself on the floor leaning against the wall only a short distance from the couch.

Slowly Nick opens his eyes; it takes him a good minute or two to register everything before he speaks. "Miley? What time is it?"

"About 3:14 am." I answer quietly and simply.

"Fuck, why are we awake then?" He sits up on the couch, adjusting his clothing before leaning on his legs facing me.

"Because the last thing I can remember is sitting in the car, after you told me you weren't sure you ever wanted an us again, then there was a lot of spinning. Next thing I know I wake up to find Joe and my dad both asleep in my room, and I'm still dressed in my clothing asleep, then I find you in my lounge. So what happened??" I sigh, after what he said about not wanting us, it sucks that he is the person I have right now to rely on.

"You fainted, or passed out or something. We rushed home as quickly as possible, which as you know took like a good two hours since we were so far from home, and there was traffic, of course. Joe is lucky we didn't get pulled over for all the laws we broke. You parents were waiting for us when we got back, we all had thought that you would have been awake by then but you weren't but you were breathing and just seemed like you were spinning so we all crashed here, they did in there and I did in here since it seemed more appropriate. Joe and I were too worried to go home. Mom and dad understood." He seemed worried thinking about it, as he looked me over a few times after he finished the story. "Looks like you are fine now, thank god." He voice was frustrated.

"Jeez, well thank you for staying here. For taking care of me. Gosh Nick you have to go and be all sweet just when I'm ready to be pissed at you." I say light heartily but was actually dead serious. His facial expression showed he knew I was serious.

"Miley we are sixteen, why can't we just be friends right now? Or for forever, just why does it have to be one or the other?"

"Nick, we can't do friends. We aren't people like that, why can't we just be happy. Why is that so hard?" I looked at him; his eyes looked like they were about to spill over with tears. I stood up and walked over to him, standing over him I whispered, "Nick can I thank you for tonight?" I asked, and then before he could respond I brought my lips to his warm flushed cheek.

"Miley…." He murmured.

"It's just a thank you; I want it to be proper." I brought my hand to his chin and gently turned his head towards me. I pressed our lips together, for the first time in close to two years. The electricity was amazing, he felt it to because as I pulled away he put his hand on my shoulder and reconnected our mouths, only he had intentions of deepening the kiss. "Nick, that's not very friendly." I teased as I pulled way I grazed my hand down the side of his face before sitting back down in my spot on the floor.

I reached my hands up and placed them in my thick curly locks, as I proceed to pull them outwards in frustration. Miley was watching me confused just in front of me on the floor. I didn't know what to do, during the car ride I started to think about never dating her again, touching her in a loving way again never a kiss. And it killed but I was going to be able to endure I thought, it just seemed the simplest solution. Until she kissed me, actually until I thought she was hurt in some way on that car ride home when she was unconscious. And now that kiss, oh man that kiss.

"Miley you should not have done that." I scolded unsure of the next place to go from here. I was getting really fucking sick of having no goddamn idea of what to do next.

"Why not?, we can just call it a goodbye kiss okay mister, I just want friendship. That was a kiss goodbye to our love relationship." She looked down at the carpet, then at my eyes, then the carpet, over and over.

"Miley that is BULLSHIT and you fucking know it!" It was that moment, when we both looked at each other we both couldn't hold it in anymore, tears burned my face as they fell and Miley looked to be in the same pain as tears feel down her face as well. Standing up I walked over and sat down next to her against the wall as I went to place my arm around her she leaned away. Fuck, she won't even let me comfort her, but all she did was reach towards the table with the iHome and scroll down then hit play, soft classical music started to play. Then she leaned back towards me and settled into my body, my arm fit perfectly around her and she felt so wonderful in my arm, next to me. Neither of us said a word, we just listened to the music, with tears still flowing from us, in a strange way this seemed like the perfect time for us. Looking down I saw Miley breathing evenly tears still flowing but it appeared she had drifted off to sleep, relaxing myself I allowed the same peace to float over me.

"NICK! MILEY!" Joe suddenly screams into our faces.

Slowly I open my eyes, about ready to punch Joe, we had just gotten comfortable. Then I glance over at the clock and see that it is close to 10:00 am. Had we really been sleeping that long? Adjusting myself I try not to stir Miley, who somehow after Joe's screaming still was sleep. Then again she always said that she could sleep through a tornado.

"Dude, so I guess this means that you and Miley are back together? Billy Ray thinks so, he woke up like an hour ago, same as me and when he saw you guys like this he just sighed and said so I guess its on again. Then he made me breakfast, I came back to get you assuming you guys had woken up and you were still like this. How did you even get like this?" Joe spoke in a rush, like he had to say everything in a certain amount of time or something would happen.

I took a deep breath feeling Miley begin to wake next to me. "She woke me up a few hours ago, and I don't know we just feel asleep like this. But no we aren't back together. .."

"Joe, I think that you and Nick should leave now." Miley spoke suddenly; I guess she had been awake after all. Because her voice was clear, and the pain was there. Our final goodbye had been said, kind of, and she didn't want to see me anymore.

"Oh, alright. I guess I will call you later then." Joe spoke slowly then stood up and headed towards Miley's entrance to the outside, I stood up at the same time, Miley standing with me. He walked outside into the bright sunshine, and I made my way towards the door when a hand grasped my wrist.

"Nick, just know that as upset as I am…." She trialed off as she pulled herself up towards me and swept me into another kiss, this one was ten times more passionate than the ones earlier today. We deepened tongues wrapping in warmth, I felt myself starting to harden, faster than usual. The chemistry was there and it was getting me so fast…

"Umm guys, people who aren't together don't act like that." Joe suddenly interrupted us. His face was amused as hell and he pointed at us to emphasize his point.

I untangled myself from Miley and followed my brother out the door, for some reason shame weighed down on me.