so i have been meaning to put here how much i love you guys. i think you are all truely amazing for taking the time to read this story and leave me the amazing reviews that you all do. it really makes my day. on another note, this story is comming to an end. but before you freak, there is a sequal i have started and i think you all will love it. becuase i think its pretty awesome, not to sound all cocky or anything haha. anyways hope you like:

Flashback:

Sighing I settled myself into a comfortable position on the plush couch, a huge HD television in front of me. We were having a cheesy movie marathon, all four of us, I loved it this way that we were all friends. It's only been a week since we moved to L.A. and as strange as it is out here, I love that we moved just down the street from Miley. Our families have become so close that they thought it would be great to have someone we know close by, so when this house went on the market right after we started looking it was fate. Kevin was on my left laughing at the stupid movie, while Joe was to my right and Miley on the other side of him. Sometimes it bothers me how close Joe and Miley are, but today right now it didn't matter everything was amazing we finally in the same state, at the same time for a while. In harmony, everyone but me was laughing now, I was staring at Miley and smiling so I have no idea what is going on, in the movie. Suddenly Joe looks at me and sees my eyes on Miley, stands and so does Kevin. Then Miley just slides into my arm, it feels like a perfect movie moment. The location, the timing everything, she watches the movie and I just watch her, perfectly content.

"Joe can I please just talk to him! I haven't come around for a week, but we NEED to talk and you know that goddamn it!" Standing on the front stoop of the Jonas house, I was screaming at Joe who was refusing to let me see his brother. Nick and I hadn't talked since our intense make-out session in my room last week.

"Miley please, it isn't personal but you guys just moved from one unhealthy relationship to another. I don't want you guys to get anymore hurt." He has a look of understanding in his eyes; he had been in place like this with someone before. He told me about it once, I know he just doesn't want either of two come out as damaged as he did.

"Joe, Nick and I have to talk in order to fix what he messed up." I was ready to scream. I just wanted to see Nick, to feel secure, even if what we had wasn't secure.

"Please just go home. You know why I'm doing this, I know you do." He pleaded with me, his eyes filling with tears as he thought of the past.

I lost it, crying my eyes out; I threw my fists repeatedly into Joe's chest. "Please Joe I need him, I need that security. Please, please please." Finally I feel into his arms and I felt his tears hit my head as I soaked his purple t-shirt. Slowly we feel to the ground both crying, it was odd but I didn't care he knew me so well. One of my best friends and since I couldn't have Nick I was okay with Joe.

"What the fuck is this!" Nick suddenly screamed, looking up he was standing on the stairs, his face showed how frustrated he was. "Joe, I mean I get that you two are friends, but I thought that since you won't let me see her you would be kind enough not to bring her here."

"Wait, Nick. I came here to talk to you. So since you are here….." I Stood up and looked down at Joe who shook his head in disapproval. Then I walked up towards Nick on the stairs, and we made our silent way towards his room.

Two fast hours later, Miley was walking out of my room; towards her home with not much more resolved then when she had entered. We were in a place of not much talking, then lots of action, then some talking. It was awkward, I have never been in something like this ongoing and I'm very unsure of how to behave. Closing the door behind her, I sat down at my desk and picked up my guitar. Maybe if I played some cords and wrote down some lyrics I could straighten my head out more.

"Nick, brahh, come outside and play a game of wiffle ball with us. Its all eight of us." I looked up startled, to see Evan a good friend of mine standing at my door, plastic bat in hand. "Wait, dude, look at you! A mix of sadness and glowing, up Nicky Poo got some action today!!" He sing songed the last part, laughing. He was always right about when I had just hooked up, he was like a sex god so it made sense. And I had known him since the first day we moved to L.A. He lived four houses to the left and was one of four boys. Just like our family so all of us go along, we always included Frankie in our activities, well almost always. They were all in their teens, and competitive normal kids. A cool family over all.

"You always know…" I shook my head and smiled, looking at the floor for a reason I'm not sure of.

"So, spill I want the who, what, where, how much, everything." He walks over to my bed and sits down while speaking. He always needs to know the dirty details. Of all his brothers I'm the tightest with him; it has been a little since we have talked though. Since I've been working, hibernating, or dealing with drama and well he has a life that doesn't include us Jonas's most the time. They don't tell people they are tight with us, because they don't like what comes with it.

"Well the who, Miley. When a few hours ago. Where here…"

"Dude, wait Miley? Like THE Miley? Alright wiffle ball is going to have to wait, we seriously need to figure this shit out." Evan cut me off mid sentence, a look of admiration and shock on his face.

"Yea," I paused to laugh, "We have a lot to talk about…" and with that I began the recap of what has been occurring. Maybe this will help me sort things out.