The rest of the day was spent on the beach then going to pizza hut for dinner. Miley keeps finding herself thinking about Joe. The way her hand slowly glided down his wet, perfect abs. The way their bodies touched when they were in the water. Miley is busy daydreaming about Joe and a pair of hands clap right in front of her face.

"Earth to Miley" Justin says. He'd changed clothes since Miley had last seen him. He is now wearing a white top with blue, floral shorts.

"What do you want Justin?" Miley sits up on her bed. Being in the sun all day had worn her out.

"Mom says you need to get ready 'cause we're going down to the bar now"

"Urgh. I don't wanna go"

"Why do you always have to spoil everything? You're always complaining or in a bad mood. Lighten up. You're on holiday" Those were some wise words that came out of her brothers' mouth.

Miley changed her clothes. A light blue pair of denim hot pants and a white vest top. Her make-up kept to a minimum, only a slight bit of eyeliner and lip gloss. She'd straightened her natural wavy hair and let it down. She walks into the living room of the hotel room.

"Mom, I met some friends today and they invited me to go out with them tonight. Can I go?"

"Absolutely not Miley!"

"Why?" Miley whines.

"You're in a foreign country, going out with people you've only just met. That's a no no from me. Have you ever seen the film Taken?"

"Mom, that's in France. And I'll have my mobile on if I need you or you need me"

"No! And not another word"

Miley walks to the front door, stops and looks over to her mom. "I'm going. I'll be back later" And with that, Miley walks out of the door, slamming it shut behind her.

Before Trish could say anything, Miley is already out of the door. She thought about going after her but she knew Miley can look after herself. The only reason that she's so protective is that she doesn't want her little girl to grow up.

"Where's Miley gone?" Billy says as he takes a seat next to Trish.

"She's went out with some friends"

Walking along the sidewalk, the air very moist and humid, Miley can't help but smile to herself. She is on her way to meet Joe. The sexiest person she's ever seen. As she starts to get closer to the beach, she sees that there is more than one person there. Miley can hear loud music and people laughing, talking and even singing. A not suddenly begins to form in her stomach. The sun is just about setting. Sending a kaleidoscope of colours across the sky. Standing, searching for Joe. But all she can see is people drinking dancing and it looks like someone is starting a fire. Just as she turns around, Joe pops up in front of her. Making her jump slightly.

"Leaving so soon?" A small smile playing on his lips.

"I didn't know where you were"

"Let's get the party started" Joe grabs Miley's hand and leads her over to the group of people.

The next half hour is spent with Joe introducing Miley to almost everyone. And she couldn't help but notice that half of the guys there were undressing her with their eyes. She stayed close to Joe and he kept a hold of her hand.

"Do you want a drink?" Joe asks, taking a sip of his own drink.

"Nah, I'm good" Miley looks around, a few people lying on the floor, completely wasted. And it's only like 9pm.

"Hi, I'm Taylor" Says the blond haired girl who just walked up to Miley and Joe. Miley is admiring her style. She looks very...gothic. Her eyes thickened with black eyeliner and eye shadow. She's beautiful.

"Hi, I'm Miley"

"It's nice to meet you" She turns to Joe. "You know how to pick the pretty ones don't you?"

"Well what can I say? They can't keep away from me" Miley elbows Joe, causing him to laugh.

"Where are you from" Taylor asks, running a hand through her long blond hair.

"England"

"Awesome. Come here, you can meet some of my friends" Taylor pulls Miley away from Joe before either can say anything.

"Hey guys, this is Joe's friend, Miley" Miley gets a few hellos and the odd smile. There is a girl that scowled at her. She's got black wavy hair, wearing shorts and a bikini top. She had a lot of make up on. Miley smiles at them all.

"So you guys up for a game of would you rather?" The girl black curly hair, also known as Selena.

Such an amateur game Miley thinks to herself. But everyone agreed. They all sit in a circle and Selena starts it.

"So Demi, would you rather your closet set on fire or slit your wrists?"

"Slit my wrists. I couldn't live without my clothes" Demi replies. "Taylor, would you rather be a girl or be what you are now?"

Taylor gives Demi the middle finger. "At least I'm not a whore. Dropping my knickers to anyone"

Demi is just about to reply when Selena cuts her off. "Okay enough. So Miley, who you rather fuck Joe or Mitchell?"

Miley can feel her cheeks burn. "Who's Mitchell?" When Selena points him out, he is nothing compared to Joe. "Fuck Joe" she says in a whisper.

"Awwww Joe, looks like someone's got a little crush on you over here" Demi calls over to Joe. Causing Miley's face to blush. Joe walks over, beer in hand, and smiles.

"What was that?" He asks.

"Molly wants to fuck you" Demi replies. A mock smile plastered across her face.

Joe smiles over to Miley and raises his eyebrows. "Is that true?"

Miley's cheeks turn a dark shade of red; she bows her head so her hair covers her face. Feeling completely embarrassed.

"Looks like someone's a little embarrassed" Demi says as she flips her hair over her shoulders.

Getting up off of the floor, Miley storms away. "The names Miley" She spits at Demi as she walks past.

Joe walks after Miley, getting a wink off Demi as he does so. "Wait up Miley"

Miley ignores him, continues to walk. But little did she know, she's going in the wrong direction to where her hotel is located at.

"What's wrong?" Joe's says as he pulls her arm, causing her to stop.

"Nothing...it's just that girl is really doing my head in"

"That's just Demi. She does everyone's head in. Don't take it personal"

Miley sighs and starts to walk again, feeling the presence of Joe beside her. "You can go back to your friends you know"

"Yeah I know but I would much rather be with you" Miley turns to face him, seeing a goofy smile across his face. She laughs.

"I'm glad I amuse you"

"Sorry, it's just...I have to go. My parents are gonna kill me when I get back"

"Okay, what hotel are you at?"

"Umm siesta"

"Then you're going the complete opposite way to that. It's..." Joe points. "..that way"

"Umm...thanks. Bye" Miley smiles at him before walking away.

Joe runs after her. "You're not getting away that easy" He pulls her towards him and kisses her. Pulling away after a few seconds. Miley bites her bottom lip and smiles.

"Goodnight Miley" Joe says as he winks and walks away.

Miley stand there, shocked that he kissed her. She squeals to herself. Joe smiles to himself as he heard her.