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Much later that night Jake dropped Miley off at her apartment. Miley gave him a small kiss on the cheek before leaving the car but it didn't seem to boost his spirits any. Jake had lost that spark in his eyes since Mark's name had come up. Miley had felt awful but her guilt about her feelings for Jake and the way she had been acting with him was outweighing just about everything else. She didn't want to keep her feelings for Jake a secret but she had to end things with Mark before she could let anything happen between them.

She entered the apartment and noticed her cell phone on the table. She hadn't even realized that she had left it here. She flipped it open and found 3 missed calls from Mark. She sighed. She knew that she needed to get this over with sooner rather than later.

She looked down and noticed that she was still wearing Jake's clothes and figured that to avoid adding any insult to injury with Mark she would take a shower and change.

A half hour later Miley walked down the small hallway to Mark's apartment. She knocked.

Mark came to the door. "Miles! I was getting worried. I thought we were going to look for apartments today!" He said still smiling.

Miley cringed inwardly. "Actually…Mark. That's what I wanted to talk to you about."

Mark looked at her curiously. "Ok. What is there to talk about?"

Miley was taken aback. "Are you kidding?" Miley asked seriously her eyes widening with indignation.

Mark just shrugged.

The calming affect that Jake had on her had vanished. "WHAT IS THERE TO TALK ABOUT? How could you make all these decisions about both of our lives without even asking me about them?" Miley yelled.

Mark opened his mouth to say something but was prevented by Miley.

"I mean..You single-handedly canceled our vacation, took new jobs for us for a role I don't know anything about, and moved us to NEW YORK." "THAT'S what I want to talk about!" Miley said pacing back and forth flailing her hands around animatedly.

Mark smiled at her mischeviously wrapped her in his arms and kissed her neck. "You're really sexy when you're upset you know that." Mark said huskily in her ear trying to disarm the firecracker next to him.

Miley shoved him away from her with everything that was in her shaking her head. "FINE. If you don't want to talk about this then you WILL listen."

'I am NOT taking this new Job!

I am NOT moving to New York with you!

And I am NOT going out with ANY guy who is stupid enough to think that he has the RIGHT to make decisions for me!"

This seemed to wake him up. He looked terrified. "Miles. Wait a minute. Calm Down. I didn't mean that we couldn't talk about this! I just thought that this was what you wanted." Mark said sincerely.

"What I WANTED??? WHAT I WANTED? How on EARTH would you know what I wanted since you seem to be incapable of ASKING me!" Miley yelled. Her anger evident.

Miley sighed and shook her head feeling the tears coming to her eyes as she felt the betrayal of what had happened coming back to her.

Mark took her in his arms looking terrified and sad. "Miles. I'm sorry ok. I'm really really sorry. I thought you'd be as excited about this as I was. I…I just thought that after being apart for so long that you'd want to continue being able to be together. So when my agent called with the opportunity for us to work together again I jumped at it. I mean how great is that the two of us together again?"

Miley looked at him sadly. "And if I moved to New York and did this would that really change anything between us?" She asked already knowing the answer.

Mark looked at her questioningly. "What do you mean change things? We'd be together. Isn't that what we both want?"

Miley shook her head. "I don't know if I can want that anymore." She said quietly not really being able to bring her eyes to his.

Mark looked at her with sheer panick on his face. "What do you mean you IF you can want that anymore?" He answered his voice rising.

Miley looked at Mark noticing the anger and frustration in his eyes and tried to speak as calmly as possible. "What I mean is… even here in Paris where we've been together for the past 5 months but…we haven't REALLY been together. We haven't gone anywhere, we haven't done ANYTHING we just stay here and work. And I'm sorry but that's just not enough for me anymore." She said calmly.

She sighed and slumped into the chair next to the kitchen table. "I thought that this movie in Paris would be a place where we could jumpstart our relationship. Where we could rekindle what we had a year and a half ago. I thought that we could start sharing the finer things in life together….go out to eat, taste French wine, see the sites and have something in our lives that we've shared to really build upon. But…the only thing we did together was work. And that's just not enough for me anymore." She said quietly but resolutely.

Mark looked sad and sincere and kneeled down by Miley taking her hand. "Miley. My work is important to me. It's important to us. I just want to be able to give you everything you've ever wanted. And to do that I need to keep working while I can. We both know how fickle this industry is." Mark replied pleadingly.

Miley looked at him and saw love in his eyes. She felt sorry for him in her heart but knew it wasn't going to change the way things were between the two of them.

"Mark. Having money and being famous are great most of the time but that's not what I really want."

Mark seemed to be getting agitated. "Then what do you want Miley? I mean I find us a job where we can be together and you go ballistic."

Miley looked at him. A few short months ago she wouldn't have known how to answer that question. But now…she knew. She thought of Jake and what he meant to her.

She thought of how excited and happy Jake had been to show her the beautiful sights of Paris…to see the Eiffel tower at night, to stroll along the beautiful grounds at Luxembourg gardens.

She looked at Mark and thought of all the missed opportunities to share Paris together. She took in a breath and looked at him steadily. "I want someone who wants to spend as much time with me as possible who…who wants to show me the beautiful things in life for no other reason than to see me smile and know he was the cause of it."

She thought of how Jake had sent her flowers in the middle of all the chaos of earlier just to show how much he cared for her and how much she meant to him.

"I want someone who even in the middle of their busiest days can find someway of showing me that he cares about me instead of just leaving me be by myself all the time."

She thought of the day in the garden when he had told her that he wasn't going to pretend that he didn't love her….that she was the person he cared most about and that he couldn't pretend with something that special.

"And I want someone who thinks of me as the most important thing in his life. Not his job or his career….but me…and my love." Her eyes were sad and dark and tears were ready to spill out onto her cheeks.

Mark hadn't done any of these things. He hadn't shared Paris with her. He hadn't made time for her during work to make things special. He hadn't put her first in anything. He had put his job first …as he had always done. Miley knew it was over.

Mark inched closer to her rubbing her hands with his. "Miley…I know that we haven't spent as much time together doing things normal people do or traveling around Paris but we're not normal people you and me. We work in an industry that is just too demanding to expect everything to be as it was for your parents or something. But we are here...together…doesn't that count for something?"

Miley looked up at him with sincerity in her eyes but shook her head. "I used to think so. When we were apart…I used to think that being together would solve all of our problems…that it would bring us closer. But…it didn't. And…and I just think that we both deserve more in our lives. You need someone who's content to ride your coattails all the time… someone who can support your career above everything else. And I….I need someone who is going to love me first…and worry about work second." She said quietly with her head down.

Miley looked over at his sad and defeated face and her eyes darkened. Breaking up with someone is never an easy thing to do. She looked back at him. "I really do care about you Mark but…we're just not looking for the same things. I….I've seen the glitzy side of Hollywood and….it's great…but it's not real. I need someone who wants to experience real life with me…who needs me with him more than any movie roll ever written. And…that's just not us." She said quietly with a tear in her eye. She did care about him…she just didn't love him.

"I'm sorry…but…I can't see you anymore." She finished getting up slowly retrieving her bag quietly and leaving a speechless Mark sitting bewildered in his apartment.

As she closed the door she turned towards the stairs across from Mark's apartment. There sitting at the top of the steps with his back towards Mark's door was Jake.

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