Okay, this is set on March 21, 2008. That morning the boys had an appearance on the Early Show in NYC and a concert in Atlantic City, NJ (which I was actually at)

I flipped open my phone again (It must have been the 300th time today), but the screen only showed a picture of the Statue of Liberty, not the text or call that I had been hoping for. It had been 13 days since I had last heard from Miley. 13 DAYS!! I was, quite simply, losing my mind over it. I called her at least twice a day--once in the morning to apologize for how stupid I was and wish her a good day and once at night to beg for her to forget I had ever mentioned anything in Florida and tell her goodnight. The only problem was that she never answered my calls, and I was getting tired of talking to her answering machine.

"Nick, come eat some breakfast. We only have another half hour before we have to go inside for our performance," Kevin called from the sitting area of our hotel room. It was only 6 in the morning and I was dreading having to show my face on live TV today. We were performing on the Early Show, which was to be broadcast from New York City's Hard Rock Cafe, and then we had to drive 3 hours to Atlantic City for a show at 7. Considering I hadnt had one decent night's sleep in the past 2 weeks and I was already tired, I could tell that today was going to be fuuuuuuun.

I finally mustered enough willpower to pull myself out of bed and walked over to the table where Kevin, Joe, and Frankie had already opened up a box of Fruit Loops and were chatting excitedly about the days events. I sat down in the empty chair and poured myself a bowl of cereal, flicking on the TV to give myself an excuse not to talk to my siblings. It's not like I was angry or annoyed with them, but I just didn't have the energy.

Apparently Frankie had been watching the Disney Channel the night before, because Recess was on (such a blast from the past). I had been so engrossed with my own issues to even care what I was watching, and found myself staring at the wall behind Joe's head.

"Nick, you alright?" Joe asked softly. "You know I hate seeing you like this. Just give her a little space for the time being and I'm sure she will come around."

"You don't know that Joe, she could hate me forever. This is all your fault anyway. You're the one who told me to tell her how I felt!" I snapped.

"You were just as miserable before you told her," Kevin defended. "You know that she needed to know how you felt. You were lying to her every day that you pretended you didn't love her."

"Ugh... I know." I pounded my fist on the table. "It just sucks. I told her that I liked her as more than just a friend and ruined the relationship that we had."

I barely noticed Joe shift uncomfortably in his seat. "You technically don't know how she feels yet, bro. Why don't you lay off the assumptions and just wait until she is ready to confront you about all of this."

"I think she has made it quite obvious how she feels, considering she has avoided making any contact with me over the past two weeks." I got up from my chair and poured the leftover milk in my bowl down the drain. "I'm going to get changed. We can talk about this later."

I walked back to the bedroom portion of the hotel suite, and as I was closing the door I noticed Kevin and Joe whispering animately to each other. Frankie wasn't even paying attention as he stuffed his face with more Fruit Loops than I could eat in a week.

When we got to the restaurant, Dad ushered us straight into hair and makeup. There was going to be a small, live audience that we would sing for after we were interviewed for the show. We didn't have to do much to get ready, just change into the wardrobe selected by our stylist and have our hair fluffed. While Joe had a few finishing touches done on his hair, Kevin and I headed over to the crowd and began signing autographs.

"OMG you guys were amazing in that Pay-Per-View concert! My friends and I had a HUGE party and we all watched it together!"

I laughed slightly and took hold of the poster in her outstretched hands to sign. "I'm glad that it gave you a good reason to have fun with your friends. That's what we love to here from our fans."

After she ran off to show her friend her poster, I sat down on one of the stools in the area that we would be taping for the show. I felt my pocket vibrate and took out my cell phone, raising my eyebrows slightly as I read the name on the caller I.D.

"Hello?"

"Hey Nick, it's Trace. I just wanted to catch up with you before we left on tour."

"Oh yeah, Miley told me that your first show was in Florida this week. So are you packing?"

"No, actually. I have been packed for a week now. I'm currently sitting on the beach watching the sun rise."

"Sunrise? Wait, isn't it 4 in the morning in LA?" Joe and Kevin came over and joined me on the set, and Dad motioned for me to hurry up the call.

"I'm actually on vacation right now on the east coast..."

"Cool, um, listen Trace, can I call you back? We are almost ready to shoot." I held up a finger to Dad signaling that I would just be a second.

"Oh, sure. Maybe I'll watch."

"Okay, I'll give you a shout out. Talk to you later"

"Bye."

I shut my phone and turned to the lady who would be interviewing us. "Hi, sorry about that. I hadn't talked to him in ages." I extended my hand for her to shake. "I'm Nick."

"Mary, nice to meet you. We only have 5 minutes left until we are on, so I'll let you three relax for a few moments while I get some coffee." She smiled at us and walked over to the refreshments table.

"So, Trace huh? What did he have to say?" Joe asked.

"We didn't get to talk for very long. He just said that he was on a short vacation on the east coast before Metro Station leaves for its tour this week." I could feel my brothers' eyes on me as I reached down to tie my shoe. I could sense what they wanted to ask me. "No, he didn't mention Miley, and I didn't ask."

"Oh, okay," Kevin murmured, genuinely surprised. "I thought you would have asked him how she was."

I turned to face him, giving him a warning look. "I didn't have a chance to ask him. I didn't have time."

"One minute!" the stage manager called out. Mary made her way back onstage and situated herself on the stool next to me. "Ready? 3, 2..."

"Good morning everyone, and welcome to the Early Show. I am Mary Gunther, and today I am here at the Hard Rock Cafe in New York City with the hottest band of 2008 the Jonas Brothers! So, how has your tour been."

"Honestly, it was amazing. It was our first experience headlining our own tour. Even though it is over this weekend, I had the best time of my life," Kevin answered.

"Has it been hard being away from your friends and family for so long?"

I nodded my head. "Of course. It's hard to go from seeing someone every single day to not once in two whole months. We do what we can though to stay in touch--phone calls, text messages, and web chats."

"Wow, sounds tough. So this tour is almost over. What is coming up next for the three of you."

"Well, we will have a short time off before we are going to Florida to film the Disney Channel Games. Then we are opening for Avril Lavigne's tour in Europe in May. In June our first movie, Camp Rock, is premiering--everyone be sure to check that out--and then we start our Burning Up Tour in July," Joe responded.

"Wow, you have to be the busiest teenagers in America. How do you balance it all?"

"Our days are filled, yes, but we love what we do. It doesn't feel like work to us," I answered truthfully. At least being busy occupied my time. It didn't give me a chance to mope around as much as I would if I was sitting at home.

"Well I would like to thank you for being on our show today, and I hope to see you again soon. After the break the boys will be performing a song from their tour for us."

(fast forward to on the bus on the way to Atlantic City)

The second I got onto the tour bus I collapsed into my bunk and fell asleep, telling Kevin and Joe to call Trace back for me.

I woke up when we were just merging off of the garden state parkway and onto the Atlantic City expressway. My phone was vibrating on my pillow beside me, indicating that I had a text. Alyson stoner, one of the really good friends that I had made while filming on camp rock, wanted to know if we could hang out when I got back to LA on Monday. Alyson was pretty cool. While we were filming she had promised to show me how to do a backflip so I could do it onstage at concerts.

I quickly replied that we should catch up for breakfast on Tuesday morning and pulled myself out of bed, making my way to the front of the bus.

"Are we almost there?" I asked groggily, plopping myself down on the couch next to Kevin.

"Mom said it would be another 15 minutes. Why don't you go clean yourself up a little, you know, considering you have spit caked on the side of your mouth and all."

I laughed lightly and looked into the mirror on the wall across from me. I rightfully looked like I had just woken up.

"Good plan," I commented. "We wouldn't want our fans to know that I'm not my gorgeous self 24/7."

"Oh and while you're at it, can you tell Joe to get out of the bathroom? He has been doing his hair for a half-an-hour now and I really have to pee," he called after me.

After pulling an angry Joe out of the bathroom I went in and quickly washed my face and ran my fingers through my hair a few times. Finally satisfied that I looked halfway decent, I walked back out to the couch. We had apparently already stopped, because my mom and dad were putting on their jackets, ready to head into the Trump Taj Mahal Casino when we were done.

(no time has passed, just inside)

By now it was 3 and we only had a couple of hours before our soundcheck. The venue had supplied a lunch for us in our dressing room of sandwiches and french fries. I grabbed myself a plate and sat down in the chair in the corner, turning on the TV. Considering it was good Friday I guess most schools were closed because there were several movies on. Joe, Frankie, Kevin, and I decided to watch Dodgeball.

About half way through the movie a commercial came on. I guess it was for Walmart or something, but all I noticed was Miley's face looking back at me. It hurt to know that the only way that I had heard her voice over the past two weeks was through the TV. It was like we didn't even know each other anymore.

Joe's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. "It's weird to think that we are on clothes like that too."

"But also cool." Kevin added. "We've really made it you guys. This is exactly what we wanted."

Frankie stood up from the couch he was sitting on and grabbed himself another serving of fries from the table of food. "I know I like seeing my face on t-shirts. It's funny."

Mom walked in, telling us that we were soundchecking early today so we could have a family dinner.

We followed her to the stage and saw dad over to the right by the venue manager. "oh, hey boys. This is Ron. You can go right on and soundcheck now. Everything is set up for you already. Oh, and Joe, Kevin, fill nick in on those song changes we talked about."

As we walked over to our mics and strapped on our guitars, Joe informed me that during "When You Look Me in the Eyes" he would be singing the bridge instead of me. I thought that sounded a little odd, especially because we had never done the song like that before, but I didn't feel like asking questions.

The rest of the soundcheck was uneventful. Joe managed to only trip once during the whole thing, and after mom lectured us on being careful, given Joe's hospital visit our last time in Atlantic City, the whole family made it's way to a room in the casino where a private dining table had been set up. We ate a nice holiday dinner of chicken and rice, talking freely about what we planned to do when we finally got home.

"I can't wait to ride my bike again," I sighed. "it's been so long since I just rode around and relaxed."

"I want to see that new circus in LA," Frankie mumbled through his full mouth of food.

"Ooh, ooh, me too!" cried Joe.

"Ha I just want to sleep forever," Kevin said. "I never knew how much I would miss my bed."

"Well, wasn't it nice to have a real sit down dinner for once?" mom asked, standing up and piling our plates on the dish cart in the corner.

"Of course mom, a great way to cap off a great tour." We all got up from the table, thanking the casino employees that had set this up for us on the way out the door. Dad told us to head straight to hair and makeup, and that he would see us right before we went on.

All in all the concert was just like every concert we had done on this tour so far. Oh yeah, besides the fact that the opening act, Rooney, decided to play an end of tour prank on us and ran onto the stage in bunny costumes. It was nearly 11 and he only songs we had left were the encores.

I grabbed a water bottle during the short break that we were given before "When You Look Me in the Eyes," and I overheard Joe and Kevin whispering to each other.

"Everything's set, right?" joe mumbled, not noticing that they had my attention.

"Yeah she is here and in position. God I hope this works. I can't handle this anymore..." Kevin finally spotted me and laughed nervously. "oh, hi nick. See you on stage." And with that the two of them quickly walked back out to the wing of the stage.

"Odd," I thought aloud, following my brothers back to the stage.

When I reached them, Kevin began the count for us to run back out on stage. I went right to the piano, waiting for Joe's introduction before playing the first few chords of the song.

I was really getting into the song, and I didn't even pay notice to the crowds sudden roar. I just figured Joe fell or did something stupid. Wrong.

As I approached the bridge I remembered that Joe was going to be singing it, so I remained sitting, playing the piano instead of getting up like I usually did. But I wasn't expecting to hear a girl's voice float through the arena.

"More and more I start to realize I can reach my tomorrow. I can hold my head up high."

I turned to Joe in confusion. Miley? He just smiled victoriously.

I whipped my head around to the front of the stage and gasped. She was here, staring directly at me, singing about LOVING me!

"And it's all because you're by my side." I leapt up from the piano and practically ran to her, microphone in tow.

We sang the rest of the song together, standing face to face and smiling like idiots the whole time. By the end of the song I was holding her left hand loosely in mine, tears falling freely from both of our eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I would like to introduce our good friend Miley Cyrus." Before I let her address the crowd I pulled her into a tight hug, remembering every smell and curve of her body.

She said a few words about how great we were, and then Joe, Kevin and I said our goodbyes before running off stage, not even bothering to sing our last scheduled song.

I couldn't seem to find Miley anywhere backstage, but when I did find her, I had to laugh. She as sitting in the Jonas family room, talking to my mom.

"Oh there you are nick, well I guess I'll leave you two alone to talk. It's been nice talking to you dear." And with that she walked out the door, leaving me alone with the girl who wouldn't speak to me for almost two weeks.

"Hi nick, how have you been?"

"You would've known if you answered my calls. What was up with that? I thought you hated me and were never going to speak to me again."

She got up from her chair and sat next to me on the couch, placing her hand on my knee. "You know that I could never hate you nick, you just surprised me is all," she spoke softly, sounding slightly guilty for making me worry.

"When I finally fully proccessed what you had said that day I couldn't wait to see you again, so I decided to surprise you here with the help of your family."

"Ugh, I knew they were up to somth... WAIT, does that mean that you didn't mind what I said in Florida?" I turned to face her, questions flooding my mind.

"Nick, you really are dense sometimes, I swear. Of course I didn't mind what you said, considering I have been in love with you for two whole years now."

"What? But you never said anything!" I took both of her hands in mine, rubbing small circles on her palms.

"Well neither did you! Don't you dare blame me for this." Her attempts to sound angry were failing miserably, considering she was grinning widely.

"Okay, okay. Let's just both admit that we made mistakes in this," I conceded. "But what ever happened to Ryan? I thought you were with him?" I couldn't even look at her as I said this. I didn't want her to see how upset the thought of her with someone else made me.

"Nick, are you serious? The only reason that I ever hung out with him is because I needed a date for the Oscars! My publicist made me take someone, and it was easier to just invite Ryan, no strings attached." She brought her hand to my face and lifted my eyes to look at her.

"Then I guess thats my cue to ask you something then. Miles, I have been in love with you since the first time I saw you. Will you be my girlfriend?"

"Finally!" She sighed, standing up in front of me and grabbing my hand. "Of course Nick, I would love to." She pulled me up next to her and into a hug. "Now let's go find your brothers. I expect they found Trace."

"Trace? He said that he was on the vacation on the east coast but said nothing of you being with him or being in New Jersey. It seems your sibling was in on this too." We began to walk out of the door, hand in hand when I pulled her back to me. "Miley, thank you so much for coming here--surprising me. This has been the best day of my life."

"Nick, I..." but before she could say anything else I cut her off with a kiss. It wasn't long and it wasn't passionate, but it was filled with all of the pent up feelings that we had been harboring over the past two years, and I wouldn't have had it any other way.

Okay, this was officially my last chapter of Wait On Me. The bunny costume thing and the fact that Nick didn't sing A Little Bit Longer actually happened (and I was so bummed) but I sat 6th row at a concert during the Burning Up Tour, so I got to see it there. Thank you so much for being loyal readers, and stay tuned for my new Kevin/OC story (currently unnamed) to be appearing this fall!