Hey guys! Here's chapter six! So some of you want to see some Jemi in this story. But when I started this story I wanted a Jaylor in it. I have the idea all planned out. I might put a little Jemi in it but its not going to last. The Jemi is most likely going to be in it to create a problem for Jaylor. I just want to know. Do you guys really hate the idea of a Jaylor in this story? This story is a Jaylor, Niley, and Taylena story. Thanks to everyone out there who's reading this story.

I sent one more glare in Joe's direction before walking out of the waiting room. For the past ten minutes we had been sending some not so friendly looks in each other's direction.

Everybody thinks that I hate him and nothing he does or says bothers me. But no one knows the truth. No one.

They don't know the reason I broke up with him.

They don't know what caused me to do it.

They don't know much it hurt to do it.

They don't know how much it hurts to see him everywhere.

They don't know how much it hurts me to see him flirting with other girls.

They don't know anything.

Not even he knows. He doesn't know why I broke up with him. And that hurts more than you can imagine.

He acts like he doesn't even care. Just before he made a comment about wanting to look good for other girls right in front of me. Doesn't he care about the last five years we spent together?

Doesn't he still care bout me?

I guess in my mind I still think he's going to come up to me and ask me what he did wrong and then ask for forgiveness. Beg me to come back to him. But something like that hasn't happened yet and I'm starting to think it never will.

We were all sitting around in the room watching Selena try on wedding dresses. She looked great in all of them. But when she came out n the last dress we all knew it was the one. She was practically glowing in that dress. She looked stunning. The smile on her face clearly told us that no dress would be as perfect as this one was for her.

I was just about to go up and hug her when somebody grabbed my wrist. I looked up to see who it was.

It was Joe.

"Come with me." He mumbled under his breath and he started pulling on my arm.

I had no other choice but to follow hem. He led me to a corner of the room where no one could really see us.

What the heck could he possibly want?

He pushed me against the wall and put on of his arms next to my head on the wall. He had me trapped.

"You need to stop what your doing." He hissed at me.

"What do you mean?" I asked puzzled.

"Why do you have to act so innocent around everyone? Why does everyone have to feel sorry for you? You're the one who broke up with me! Then why is everyone all over me like it s my fault? Heck I don't even know why you broke up with me! But everything gets blamed on me! You end it everyone asks me what I did wrong. Your shooting me glares out there and everyone's like your horrible to me. Do you think of anyone but yourself? Gosh Taylor I don't know how I dated you that long!"

His words hurt. I couldn't believe he felt that way. "You just think…" that's all I got out of my mouth when I started to get dizzy. I started to feel light headed and I fell over.

I opened my eyes a minute later, surprised to not be on the ground. I felt someone's arms wrapped around my torso. Sure enough it was Joe with a shocked expression on his face.

"What the fuck Taylor?" what t hell just happened?" He asked worried.

"Like it matters to you. Now let me go. I'm fine." I said as I tried to get out of his grip.

But his arms tightened around my body.

"Answer my fucking question Taylor! What the hell just happened to you? You just like passed out!"

I pulled his arms off of me and I stood up straight.

"Like I said before. It was nothing. Anyways when do you care what happens to me. You couldn't give a shit." I asked bitterly.

He looked a little hurt and taken back by what I said. His eyes softened. "Who says I didn't care." He whispered.

I turned my head and walked away, leaving him standing there.

Maybe now he's got a little taste of what I've been felling for the last three months.

Joe's P.O.V.

She just left me standing there. I didn't know what else to say. She kept bringing up how much I hurt her. But she doesn't know how much she hurt me. How much the break up hurt me. She didn't even tell me why. She just left me there to figure it out by myself. How am I supposed to do that?

Everyone blame sit on me. How is this my fault? What did I even do? God I'm so confused.

I admit my words were a bit harsh. I could tell they hurt her. But I needed to get them out.

And then when she blacked out I hurried to catch her. And I swear right at minute my heart stopped. I was so scared. Then when she opened her eyes relief shot through my whole body. She was okay. Thank god.

She told me to let go of her but I couldn't until I was absolutely sure she was okay.

And then she said the words that hurt me more than anything.

She said I didn't care about her.

She doesn't know that I care about her more than anybody else.

I know it doesn't seem like it because of all the girls I date. But I do. I only go out with all those girls so I can get my mind off of her.

I walked into the waiting room where Miley. Nick. Selena, and now Taylor were. They were huddled together talking.

"You in to go to that new club tonight, Joe?' Selena asked me.

"Sure. Who's coming with?"

"Miley, Nick, Taylor, and Taylor.

"As long as I'm not the designated driver I'm in."

"Oh don't worry that's Nick. So we'll meet there at eight."

"Sounds good." Nick said.

"Okay. So me. Miley, and Taylor are going to get ready at my place. We'll meet you guys there. You call Taylor and tell him, Nick."

Miley's P.O.V.

I looked I the mirror. I was dressed in a short, black, flowy, dress that ended a little before my knees. My hair was blown straight. I had on silver platform heels with a silver clutch.

"You look so hot Mi." Selena said coming into the room.

She was dressed in a skin tight, strapless, dark purple mini dress with black five-inch heeled pumps. He hair was curled to perfection. She looked amazing.

"You too girly!"

"Are we ready to go?'' Taylor asked as she walked into the room. She wore a one shoulder, tight, sparkly silver dress with her signature curls pulled up in a loose bun with a few strands falling over her face. She looked awesome.

" Wow Taylor! You show my brother what he's missing out on wit all those girls."

Taylor looked down. I could see that it was a hard subject for her to talk about.

"Well let's head out. We don't want to be there late. " I said.

We arrived at "Flavor" the new club that had just opened in town. It was packed with people.

We walked inside and went straight to the bar. We all ordered drinks. This was going to be my night to forget about everything and just enjoy.

Nick's P.O.V.

I sat in one of the booths alone. Taylor had gone to go look for Selena. Joe was in the corner flirting with some girl half naked and Taylor was on the dance floor grinding against some guy. I caught Joe looking over at her very few minutes. Miley was sitting at the bar chugging down what seemed to be her twentieth drink. She was definitely drunk by now.

"Hey man," Taylor said sitting down next to me. "It's getting late so we'll head out soon. Selena is beyond drunk right now so I'm going to take her home in a little while. You take Miley home, okay."

"Okay and what about Taylor?"

"She's fine. Not too drunk. She doesn't want to leave yet. She said she'll take a cab home. So you handle Miley. Make sure she gets home safe." He said walking away.

I got up and walked towards the bar.

"Hey Miley it's time to go home. I'm gonna take you home, all right?"

"But I don't wanna go home yet Nicky." She slurred. "I still want to have some fun." She said giggling. "You want to have fun with me?"

"Miley come on, lets go." I put my hand on her back and helped her up. She swayed back and almost fell over but I held her up.

"Just one more drink. Please?"

'No Miley your done."

"Okay." she said giggling again. " But I have to pay first." She said as she grabbed her purse.

I laid a few bills on the table."I got it. Now lets go."

"Thaaaaaankssss Niiiiickyyyy!"

I led her through the club. Once we were out she started skipping.

"I'm going home. Hear that Nicky? I'm going home. You're taking me home." She sang.

I laughed.

"Hear that world? This guy over here is taking me home! He's taaakiing me hoooome!"

"The whole world does not need to know your going home Miles." I said to her chuckling.

"You called me Miles! He guys he called me Miles! Miles! Miles! That's my name! Don't wear it out! Hey you know your cute?'

"Am I?"

"Yea you are one stud muffin!"

I laughed at her choice of words. When we got to my car she sat in the front seat while I got into the drivers seat."

"You're hoooot! Really hot! Like super duper hot! Like really really hot! Like smoking hot!" she rambled on.

I smiled in her direction.

"Do you like me?" she asked.

"Yup."

"You won't hurt me like he does, right Nicky?"

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