April 25, 2007
Nick and Miley hadn't talked much since the last conversation they had. They texted a few times, but nothing more than that. They both missed each other terribly, but it was hard for either one to admit it. Nick was busy with shows and interviews and Miley was home, getting ready to film the next episode of Hannah Montana.
Today, she was hanging out at home. Mitchel was coming over because she hadn't seen him since she had gotten back from tour. She was excited, after all Mitchel was her best friend, until she met Nick that is.
Braison answered the door when Mitchel got to the house.
"Hey lil' B! What's up?" Mitchel asked as he walked in the house and ruffled the young boys hair.
"Dude! Quit! You're messin' up the 'do!" Braison said and ran a hand through his hair and laughed. "She's in her room," he told Mitchel.
"Thanks!" Mitchel said and headed towards the stairs. "Hey Mrs. C!" he yelled to Tish who was sitting in the living room.
"Hello, Mitchel. Miley's in her room," she told him with a smile.
"I heard," he replied and started up the stairs. He reached the top and yelled to Brandi from the hallway. "Hey Brands!" he said as he passed her door. She looked up and said a hello back. Mitchel passed Trace's room and noticed the blaring music and shut door. He shook his head and kept walking towards Miley's room. He knocked on the door that was closed most of the way. When she didn't respond, he knocked again and walked in.
The lights were off and she had some sort of sad music playing softly and she was tucked under her covers. Mitchel tried not to roll his eyes at her dramatics, but she couldn't help himself. He chuckled to himself and walked farther into her room.
"Miles?" he asked quietly. She stirred, but didn't sit up. Instead, she only made a soft, pained moan. "Miley?" he asked again. This sit, she turned over and looked at him. He couldn't see her well, so he turned on a lamp on her dresser. She squinted and he looked at her puffy face and tear stained cheeks. "Hey," he said softly walking over to her. He sat down on her bed and held her hand. "Come on now."
"Mitch," she whined and started crying again. She pulled the covers up over her face and sobbed while Mitchel tried to calm her down, and only succeeded after a few minutes of her unrelenting cries.
"Miley, he's coming back," Mitchel told her. She flung the covers off of her top half and sat up in bed to look at her friend.
"But it's not the same!" she whined.
"You're being dramatic," Mitchel pointed out.
"I'm so not being dramatic! Why does he have to go?" Miley sighed and fell back on the bed.
"You knew this would come. You should be happy for him," he told her and she moaned again.
"I know, but I'm barely home and now he's leaving!" she told him.
"He didn't do this when you left, Miles," Mitchel said and she knew he was right. She sighed again and got out of bed.
"I know. I just, I'm really going to miss him," she said, walking over to her dresser and wiping her face, trying to get the lines of mascara to go away.
"I'm going to miss Mason too, but this is something they have to do. Trace will be back in like 3 months," Mitchel told her.
"I know," she sighed again and turned to face her friend. She gave him a big hug and let him hold her for a minute.
"You should go talk to him," he whispered in her ear and she nodded.
"Pick out a movie?" Miley suggested and Mitchel agreed and followed her out of her room. Mitchel headed to her living room and Miley headed to Trace's room. She knocked, but knew he couldn't hear her. She knocked again just in case, but walked in shortly after. The music got significantly louder as she entered and she looked around for her older brother. He was standing in front of his closet, looking in. "Trace!" she yelled and he looked over at her.
"What?" he asked, but before she could say anything, he held up a finger and walked over to his stereo and turned down the volume. "What?" he asked again.
"I'm sorry," she told him. He looked away from her and laughed coldly a little and then looked back at her.
"For what?" he asked, an eyebrow raised.
"For yelling at you earlier. You didn't get upset with me when I left. I'm sorry. I'm glad you're getting to go," she spilled out. Trace was trying his best to be tough on her, but he just couldn't. He knew she was sorry. He walked over to her and wrapped her up in a hug.
"I'm sorry, too. I should have told you before now. I just didn't know how. I knew how you'd react and I didn't want to be here when everything exploded," he told her as he rocked slowly back and forth.
"Too late," she joked and they both laughed a little. "I really am proud of you," she said and looked up at him. Trace kissed her on the top of the head and hugged her again.
"Thanks, Miles," he said softly. They stood like that for another moment, but he pulled away first. "Mitchel's here?" he asked her and she nodded. "Go watch something," Trace joked with her and watched her run out of his room and down the hall.
Miley walked into her living room to see Mitchel sitting on the couch already, the movie menu screen already up on the TV. She plopped down next to him and curled her legs up on the couch.
"Big Daddy?" Miley asked him.
"We haven't watched this in forever!" Mitchel reminded her and she shrugged her shoulders and snuggled into the couch.
Halfway into the movie, Miley was dozing off and her head was on Mitchel's shoulder. As her head jerked up for the fourth time in a row, Mitchel paused the movie and laughed softly at her.
"What?" she asked him and sat up all the way.
"You were falling asleep," he told her.
"I was not!" she pouted.
"Yes you were. Why are you so tired?" Mitchel asked as he turned to face her.
"I haven't been sleeping much," Miley told her friend while she readjusted on the couch to face him.
"Why's that?" he asked her and she sighed as she looked to the ground. "Miley?" he asked.
"I just, I don't know," she said and looked away from him.
"You're lying," he pointed out.
"Just up thinking, I guess," she told him.
"About?" he asked her, even though he already knew.
"Mitchel," she whined, wishing he would just drop the issue. No such luck.
"Miley," he drug out and looked at her suspiciously with a raised eyebrow. She grunted out a large sigh
"You know," she said.
"Would it have anything to do with a certain boy by the name of Jonas?" he asked her as she blushed. "I'll take that as a yes."
"Yeah," she said softly and thought about Nick. His curly hair, his chocolate eyes, the way his nostrils would flare up when he would talk. How he would cock his head to the side, his lips as they sang to her, and kissed her.
"I thought you guys were over," Mitchel said and interrupted her wonderful thoughts.
"We aren't dating, if that's what you mean," Miley said.
"What's going on?" he asked her, knowing something was up.
"We're, well, we're talking again, I guess. Not dating. Just friends," she cleared up.
"Like we are friends?" Mitchel asked her.
"Not really," Miley explained. "You know that we are different."
"I know, I was just kidding," he said, smiling at her. She threw a pillow at him and they laughed.
"Don't tell anyone?" she asked him, knowing that if people knew she and Nick were talking again, it would be too much for her to handle.
"Of course not, Miles," he said and put a hand on her knee to reassure her. "Do you wanna talk about it?"
"I don't know. I don't want to push him or anything, but I just want to talk to him all the time. And he doesn't get a whole lot of time to call anymore," she told him, looking at her phone.
"He'll be home soon enough. Besides, you'll be busy with Hannah stuff for awhile. That counts for something," he pointed out and she smiled at him again.
"Thanks," she said after a moment.
"For what?" he asked, slightly confused.
"Just for making me feel better. About everything," she said and smiled at him once more. It was quite infectious, and he smiled back.
"Anytime," Mitchel replied and started the movie again, hoping to finish it before he had to go home.
A few hours later, Miley walked her co-star to the door and gave him a hug.
"See you tomorrow?" he asked her and pulled away.
"Of course. I wouldn't miss it for anything," she exclaimed sarcastically.
"You don't have a choice," he deadpanned and then they both laughed.
"No kidding," she replied.
"You nervous?" Mitchel asked her. She paused for a moment and thought.
"I'm actually really looking forward to it," she responded cleverly.
"What do you have up your sleeve?" he asked her skeptically.
"You'll see, Mitchy, you'll see," Miley told him and pushed him out the door. "See you tomorrow!"
"See ya!" he said, gave her a peace sign, and walked down the steps to his brother's car.
"Tomorrow, everyone will see," Miley said softly to herself and smiled as she walked back up to her room to pack. Emily and her mom would be there soon and they would be off to the airport. Tomorrow was going to be a blast.
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"Thank you Tulsa!" Joe yelled into the microphone and waved to the crowd one last time before the lights dimmed and the boys ran off the stage. They ran down the stairs and down into the brightly lit hallway and finally had a chance to breathe.
"Only 6 more to go," Kevin said after a moment. By now they were surrounded by their bodyguards, father, and the rest of the band.
"Off to California!" Joe shouted and pointed off into the distance. They all laughed, patted each other on the back, and headed to the busses. No interviews after the show tonight; they boys were headed home.
On the bus, Joe was making cereal, Kevin and Garbo were playing Halo, and Nick was lying on the couch, thinking of song ideas, like always. It seemed as though his mind never drifted far from music, especially right after a show.
"Are we there yet?" Joe asked comically as he shoved a spoonful of sugary cereal and milk into his mouth.
"14 hours until San Diego, Joe. Cool it," Nick said and went back to his thoughts, only to be interrupted again.
"Someone's touchy," Joe chuckled and ruffled his brother's hair who pulled out of his reach.
"Joseph," Kevin warned his younger brother and looked away from the screen momentarily. "He's in the zone."
"Fine," Joe said, mouth full again already.
Nick got up and walked to his bunk and closed the curtain. He knew that his brothers wouldn't bother him in the living area, but he needed to be alone. He needed time to think about tomorrow, and what he was going to do about it.
"No more Miley songs!" Joe yelled at his younger brother. A second later, Joe was hit in the head with a brightly colored converse tennis shoe, thrown from the direction of a very cute curly headed boy sticking his head out of the curtain with a smile on his face.
"Goodnight, Joseph," Nick chuckled and retracted his head. No more sounds came out of the bunk that night, except of course the light snoring of a teenage rock star.
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April 26, 2007
"Miley! Let's go!" Emily shouted at her friend. Miley and Emily had met up for breakfast in Miley's room via room service, but now they were running late. They had to get to hair and makeup soon or else they would have to postpone shooting for awhile. You couldn't have the Disney Channel All-Star Games without Miley Cyrus.
That's right, they were in sunny Florida; Orlando to be exact. After arriving at the stadium and joining the rest of the crew in hair and makeup, Miley and Emily got into the swing of things. Every one was excited about finding out what team they were going to be on.
"I'm on the Red Team! What about you guys?" Ashley exclaimed as she opened up the sealed card that held her team color inside.
"Yellow," Emily replied, holding up her car.
"Green," Miley added, holding hers up as well.
"Oh boo," Ashley said and pouted. Mitchel came up behind Miley and Emily and stuck his face in between their shoulders.
"Red," he said and smiled at Ashley.
"Cool," Ashley said happily, although Miley laughed at the fakeness of it.
"Yes!" Dylan Sprouse yelled from across the room and held up his card. It was green with a star in the middle.
"He's the team captain?" Miley giggled and groaned at the same time.
"We have Brenda," Mitchel pointed out and Ashley got excited.
"I gotta go strategize, girls. See you later!" Ashley squealed and left the group.
"I've got Jason and Moises, too," Mitchel said.
"What the heck?" Emily asked and pushed Mitchel off of her playfully.
"Mitch!" Jason yelled from somewhere. "You've got to see this!"
"I'll be back, ladies," Mitchel said smoothly and jogged off to see what Jason needed.
"Whatever," Miley said and rolled her eyes.
"So you ready for today?" Emily asked her friend and co-star. Miley looked unsure.
"I guess so. I just miss him so much, Em," Miley started, but before she could get upset, Emily stopped her.
"Okay, never mind. Just let me know if you need me, okay?" Emily asked and grabbed Miley's hand. Miley squeezed it a little and smiled back.
"You know I will," Miley chucked and looked up to see everyone shuffling out of the door. "Guess it's time to go!" she said giddily and jumped a little.
"Good luck, you're gonna need it," Emily joked with her friend and they walked out into the stadium, arm in arm.
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"Fans are awesome," Kevin said as he slapped Joe on the back, walking backstage for the opening ceremonies after greeting a throng of fans in the front few rows. The Jonas Brothers weren't participating in the games this year, but they were performing a few times. Corbin was on first for the opening performance, and then Miley was on. Nick was getting nervous about seeing her; he hadn't seen her for quite awhile.
"You cool?" Joe asked Nick as they took a seat on some unused amps on the side of the stage, unseen to the audience.
"Yeah," Nick answered, rubbing his forehead and wiping the sweat off of it. It was hot outside, but not that hot. It was only April. He was anxious.
"Just breathe," Joe told him quietly.
"I'm fine," Nick replied and looked away. Only where did he look to? Of course, the only place he shouldn't have. He could see Miley on the other side of the stage, getting her microphone hooked up. She was unaware that he could see her and was laughing with the sound guy and one of her dancers. Nick couldn't help but stare at her, in all of her grace and charm. She was flawless, at least from this view, and he wouldn't have had it any other way.
Nick didn't realize how long he had been staring until Corbin walked off the stage and Miley came on. It seemed as though she still hadn't seen him. He wasn't even sure she knew he was there, although she probably knew. He was about to find out.
Miley greeted her fans and thanked them for all coming out. The funky sounds of the "Life's What You Make It" melody started pouring out and Miley, as Hannah, started the song.
"With a new attitude," Miley belted out, barely into her first verse, "everything can change," she sang and looked directly over at Nick. He almost fell off of the amp he was sitting on. "Make it how you want it to be," she sang to him and turned back to the crowd. She finished the rest of the song without looking at him once, but his heart was still racing when she was done.
"Nick?" Kevin finally asked, after Miley had started "Nobody's Perfect". Nick snapped out of his trance and took in a deep breath.
"Sorry," Nick apologized, "I'm just tired."
"No you're not. Come on," Joe told him and pushed him lightly. Nick brushed it off with a laugh, but was hurting inside. She was so amazing when she performed. Not to mention sexy, but that was lower on the list. It always had been for Nick's view on Miley. She was beautiful no doubt, but he loved her personality more than her looks. But he couldn't exactly deny them.
The day went by fairly quickly. After "Hannah" was done, Miley changed into her game clothes with everyone else and headed down to the field for the big kickoff. Afterwards, everyone scattered around to where they were supposed to go. Not everyone from each team were competing at the same time, so some of them hung out in the shade over by the stage that was still set up.
On a rare break together, Miley and Emily sat in the sun next to the stage, tanning their legs a little. Miley was strumming her guitar as always and Emily had hers, too. Miley was helping her with some chords and showed her how to play a harmony to Miley's new melody.
"Remember, this finger has to move from here to here," Miley said and moved Emily's fingers on the strings. "Quickly, though, so it makes the right sound. And just keep going back and forth, okay?"
"Yeah, okay," Emily replied and kept playing the two chords over and over again. Miley added her melody and nodded her head to the music. Ashley, Giulia from Italy, and Isabella from Germany sat around them and listened as Miley started to sing.
Secretly, Miley knew that Nick and his brothers were just around the corner, definitely within hearing distance of the girls, and just hoped that he would hear her. Not just hear her, but listen to her. He had to.
"Looks like we found ourselves up against a wall, in need of a little help, but no one wants to call. After all we've been through, do we let our friendship end?" Miley sang and looked at Emily. A head popped up in the distance from around the other side of the stage and looked towards where the sound was coming from. Emily smiled and nodded back at Miley and she began to sing a little louder.
"You need me and I need you; no, we will not break, never break. But even if we bend," she sang out loud, a huge grin on her face.
"Where are you going?" Joe asked Nick as his brother walked in a trance like state to the other side of the stage.
"Seriously? You don't hear that?" Kevin asked and jogged to catch up with Nick. Joe stopped for a second and listening. When he heard her voice, he ran up to his brothers and waited to see what happened.
"It's you and me together. I'm always on your side. No one, no one, no one can ever change it; c'mon let 'em try. Cause it's you and me together," Miley kept singing as she saw Nick come around the corner and look at her, stopping dead in his tracks. "Now," she finished the chorus and kept playing the melody, with Emily continuing to play as well.
Nick and his brothers continued to walk over to the girls while Miley began singing again and eventually made their way over to the group and sat down, Nick off to one side of Miley.
"You'd think it'd be easier, but it feels like you just can't win. But somehow we'll make it work; 'cause we deserve it, you know we're worth it. You can't give up on friends. Cause it's you, and me, together," she finished and looked up at Nick, who was smiling at her.
"Hey, I think I see food coming!" Kevin said slightly awkwardly, wanting to get everyone away from the two young lovebirds. They all got up and walked to where the staff was setting up lunch and Emily sat her guitar next to Miley, propped up on the stage, leaving just Nick and Miley. They sat for a moment, just smiling at one another.
"Hey," he finally said.
"Hey," she replied back. They burst out laughing at their shyness around each other and were soon joking around again.
"So I guess someone has been writing songs about me again, huh?" Nick asked her and laughed, referring to the song she had just sang.
"Well aren't you vain?" she laughed and pushed his arm a little. "But can you blame me?"
"So it was a set up?" he confronted her with. She blushed and then giggled.
"Is there any other way that I work, Nicholas?" she asked and he shrugged.
"So together, huh? You and me?" he asked bluntly. He was tired of beating around the bush.
"I mean, it was just to get you attention, Nick. Come on," she said nervously.
"Oh, because I thought you were asking me out," he laughed at her anxiety about the issue.
"Oh really? And what would you have said?" Miley asked, crossing her arms across her chest.
"I might have had to say yes, but since you didn't ask," he trailed off and her eyes got wide.
"Seriously, Nick?" she asked excitedly.
"Seriously Miley," he replied, grabbing her index and middle finger and holding onto them. He didn't want to draw too much attention onto them by grabbing her hand, so he had to settle for this. "I've been a freaking wreck for the last month. I never knew that 20 days could be so long."
"You counted?" she asked him.
"I don't know, Miley. It had been rough before all of that, too, so I don't know when to count from," he said and looked her in the eye. "I just miss you."
"I miss you, too, Nick," she said with a tear in her eye and placed a hand on his knee, wanting to hug him, but again, trying to keep everything quiet.
"So what does all of this mean?" she asked him, hoping for the best.
"Well if you were asking me out, then," he began to say.
"Yes, that's what it was," she shouted at him and they laughed.
"Then I guess we're good," he said and smiled at her.
"We're good," she repeated and smiled back.
"Let's go eat," Nick finally said and stood up, brushing off his pants and extending his arm to pull her up. She bounced right up and dusted herself off as well and they walked over to the group of Disney stars that were already stuffing their faces with lunch meat sandwiches, carrots, and celery.
Nick and Miley each filled up a plate and headed over to where Emily and his brothers were, off to the side. They sat down at the picnic table next to each other and Emily and across from Joe and Kevin.
"Sooooo?" Joe asked and looked from Nick to Miley and back to Nick.
"Joe, you're so rude. Eat," Kevin commanded and Joe took a bite of his potato salad. Nick just smiled at his brothers and winked at them, letting them know that things were okay. Miley looked over at Emily as she pretended to be very interested in her salad, but smiled widely at her friend and silently squealed her excitement out.
Things were finally back to normal, or as normal as they possibly could be for the youngest brother in the hottest band with the fastest growing fan base and the teen pop star with the highest rated show in the country. Things would never be normal for the two of them, but they were together again, and things were finally falling into place. Everything was going to be fine.
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You guys, I am SOOOO sorry for the long awaited update. I have been out of town for the last few weeks for family stuff and I just haven't gotten much of a chance to write anything, but I really have a lot of inspiration coming up for the next few chapters, so be prepared. I'll get the next one up ASAP, I swear! And thank you all so much for sticking with me. I know it can't be easy waiting, so thank you, thank you, thank you!! I love you all!
Okay, so the question for this chapter is pretty easy. How excited are all of you for CAMP ROCK?? I'm stoked and I can't wait! Are any of you having parties with your friends for the premiere or are you going to watch it by yourself? I'm 20 and I'm making my friends come over and watch it with me, haha.
Anyway, thanks so much for reading guys! I didn't proof read this before I posted because I wanted to get it up as soon as I could, so I'm sorry for any mistakes. Remember to review, please! I need some input from you guys! Love ya!