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Come on, come on don't leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Something's gone terribly wrong, your all I wanted
Come on, come on don't leave me like this
I thought I had you figured out
Can't breathe whenever you're gone
Can't turn back now, I'm haunted
MILEYS POV
The way Nick handled the news about Drew and I was unexpected, but I'm pretty sure that he told me he wanted me? I was so confused. The good thing is that Drew was flying out first thing in the morning, and I couldn't wait to see him.
The next day...
I was sitting eagerly at the airport, texting Demi, when I heard someone call my name. I looked up.
"Drew!" I yelled, he dropped his bag and I ran towards him, he picked me up and spun me around.
"Hey beautiful." He said as he put me down and kissed my forehead. He picked up his bags and put his arm around me as we walked out of the airport.
"So, how's tour been going?" He asked me.
"It's been great! Besides the whole Nick thing, but me and Selena are friends now. And Demi and Joe are finally dating. And my whole family is here, plus Liam, and now you too which makes everything so much better, and -"
"Woah, Miley breathe." He laughed, "That's really good. I'm glad you're happy being back on stage."
"I am, I'm really happy."
"Good, how about some lunch, then we'll head over to the arena and you can have soundcheck?"
"Sure!"
A few hours later we were at Allstate Arena I was getting set up for soundcheck. I looked back and seen Drew playing with Noah. I smiled too myself. Drew was unbelievable, I honestly thought after Nick I wouldn't find anyone, but I did, and if you ask me I did DAMN good!
I went and did soundcheck. After the real concert I performed and I watched everyone else perform. When it was The Grey Brother's time to play I got anxious. I knew Nick would have written a song about me. It seems to be a routine now. I was right. I listened to Nick as he started talking.
This. Is a song, that I wrote last night actually. About an unfortunate event that occured with an old friend of mine. I though things were different when they weren't. How many of you had that before? It sucks doesn't it? Anyways, this song is called World War III it's like when someone keeps attacking you, for everything. And you aren't fighting back anymore, it's like walking away from somone you love... or loved.
The band started playing, and to my suprise it was actually upbeat, I knew it was about what happened yesterday, and in our past.
When you go into your locks
Baby I don't wanna fight with you
And every battle we fought just made us look like fools
No you cant have a World War II
If there's only one side fighting
And you know
Whoa oh
That theres lessons left to learn
Everytime you attack
Doesn't drive me to fight you back
And I know, whoa oh
That I'll never let it be World War III
Not gonna be a World War III
Uh oh uh oh
Everytime you attack
Doesn't drive me to fight you back
And I know, whoa oh
That I'll never let it be World War III.
World War III
World War III
GAH.
"Just wait until he gets a load of me when he's off that stage." I said out loud.
"Miley. Calm down, You wrote 7 Things, he wrote this. Don't worry babe, he's just angry right now." Drew said as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close to him.
"How are you always so calm? I mean, shouldn't you hate him? Because he made me choose between you and him?"
"But, you chose me, so I don't hate him. I would hate him if you chose him."
I smiled at him. He made me so happy all the time. We never fought, and he tried to be something he's not. I loved him for that.
"So does this mean you don't want me to yell at Nick?"
"You do whatever you want to do." He told me. Not exactly the answer I was looking for, but I'm going to yell at him.
As soon as they got off stage I marched into Nick's dressing room.
"Seriously Nick?"
"What?" He said nonchalantly.
"Would you STOP writing songs about me?"
"Will you stop giving me things to write about?"
"We're back to this again? I mean, one minute we're fine, then the next we fight again? Why can't we be civil, Nick?" He didn't answer.
"Okay, then." I said. "We just won't talk anymore." I got up to leave.
"No, Miley. I'm sorry. I want to be friends with you. I'm sorry for always writing songs about you. I really am."
I stopped, and smiled at him. "That's all I want Nick."
The next five weeks went by fast. Me and Nick have been hanging out a lot, and Drew has been flying in and out to visit.
I was sitting on the couch next to Nick, it was our day off so we ended up having a movie day on my tour bus. We were watching The Hangover when we both drifted off.
I felt someone shaking me,
"Miley... Miley..." I opened my eyes.
"We fell asleep, and you drooled on my shirt." He said with a disgusted face.
I laughed. "Sorry... You know what I want?"
"What?"
"Ice Cream! Let's go get some!"
We went to a little ice cream shop in Franklin, Tennesse. It felt so good to be home again. I loved this place.
"So, Nick." I said as he turned and looked at me.
"What?" He asked me.
"Nothing, I just don't know what to say." I said as we sat down at a table.
"Oh, well we could just uhh..." He paused stumped on what he should say.
"Want to try my ice cream?" I asked him.
"Sure."
I put some on the spoon and went to put it into his mouth. Right when he opened his mouth I stuck the spoonful of ice cream on his nose.
He looked at me. "You think you're funny Miley?"
I couldn't stop laughing. "Actually I do."
"I'm going to get you!"
I stopped laughing and looked at him. He was serious. I got up out of my chair and ran outside. I thought he wouldn't catch me but then I realized I was a slow runner. Before I knew it his arms where wrapped around me and I was lifted off the ground.
"Nick. Please no!"
"Paybaacccck!"
"NICK!"
We were both laughing, he still had me wrapped in his arms.
"Miley..?" I heard someone say.
"Drew!"
"Am I interrupting something?" He asked me.
"Uh, Nick and I were just having some ice cream that's all. What are you doing here?"
"Well, I texted you hours ago saying I was coming to visit but you didn't respond. When I got to your bus your mom told me I might find you here. Why didn't you text me back?"
"Uh, we were watching a movie and fell asleep and then we got ice cream. I don't have my phone with me, it's turned off in the bus."
"I see. Well I don't want to interrupt this anymore." He snapped, and started to walk away.
"Drew!" I yelled. "Come on Drew, just wait. Why are you acting like this?"
I looked over at Nick who gave me a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry Nick. I have to go talk to him."
He told me he understands and not to worry about it but I seen the hurt in his eyes as I turned to catch up to Drew.
"Drew." I said as I caught up to him. "What is the matter with you?"
"What's the matter with me? ME? There is nothing wrong with me Miley. It's you."
"What?" I asked in shock.
"Miley, I haven't seen you in three weeks. You barely text me anymore. And I come visit you and you're in your exes arms."
"What the fuck? You KNOW me and Nick are friends. When the fuck did you become the jealous type."
"JEALOUS. I am far from jealous." He sighed. I could tell the break up was coming. I felt it. "It's just I see how naturally things come for you two. I could see how happy he makes you. Things are working out between us Miley, I'm sorry but it's over.. and there's someone else."
I just looked at him in disbelief. Someone else? I just turned around. I honestly thought he was different. I felt so stupid. I looked up and seen Nick standing there. I was on the verge of crying. Nick was staring at me and he walked towards me and wrapped his arms around me. I put my head in his chest and cried. I cried because I felt used. I felt like Drew used me to make someone else jealous, he moved on so quickly. I felt stupid. I felt I made a mistake, choosing Drew over Nick.
"I'm so sorry N- Nick." I sobbed.
"Shh, don't be sorry Miley." He whispered as he kissed my head.
I looked at him. "No, Nick you don't understand. I made a mistake, I should have picked you, but it's too late. I'm sorry, I ruined everything."
"Miley, shut up."
I looked at him, confused. He smiled at me. "Miley, it's not too late. It will never be too late. Whether you told me now, or tomorrow, next year, or even in 50 years. It will NEVER be too late. I loved you years ago, I loved you six weeks ago, and I love you now. I'll love you tomorrow. Forever and always. Je t'aime pour toujours."
I leaned up and kissed him. It was the best feeling ever.
"Miley?"
"Yes?"
"Will you be my girlfriend... again?"
"I would love too." I said.
"I want to show you something." He told me as he grabbed my hand and started pulling me towards his bus.
"Nick, what are you doing?"
"I wrote a song, and I want you to help me finish it. And since we only have three shows left, I thought if we finished it in time, we could sing it at the last show."
"That's a great idea! "
For the next four hours we sat there focusing on song, never losing concentration. Just kidding. It's me and Nick, we messed around the whole time. Finally five hours later we finished the song.
I looked at him and smiled. "This is one of the best songs each of us have ever written. "
"What should we call it?"
"Before The Storm. We use that line a lot in it." I laughed.
"Good idea. Let's go give it to my band to learn it."
Another hour later the band had the song down. I couldn't wait to perform it. Once we finished rehearsing that song, I watched the Grey Brother's rehearse the rest of their set list. I sat there when someone came and sat next to me.
"So you and Nick?" Demi said as she nudged my side.
"Yes." I said blushing.
"Aw, I'm so happy. You don't know how long I've waited for this."
"Do you think Selena's going to be mad? I mean, we just became friends and I'm already dating her ex."
"I'm not mad." I turned around and seen Selena.
"Oh I didn't know you were there."
"I'm pretty sure if I was mad that would make me a hypocrite. Anyways you had him first. You guys have an unbelievable amount of chemistry. When you're in the same room you can feel it."
"Aw thank you Selena. That means a lot."
Three days later.
The Grey Brother's were on stage and they were getting ready to play "Before The Storm". I was beyond nervous. I knew after this performance rumors would fly about Nick and I dating. But in this case. They weren't really rumors. They were facts.
I stood on the part of the stage that would rise me up. The music started playing and I started to rise up. The crowd went wild.
I know this isn't what I wanted,
Never thought it'd come this far,
Just thinking back to where we started
& how we lost all that we are
People might think we were young when first dated, and that we were to young to fall in love, but who are they to tell us what we felt? They were no one. We were in love when we were 14, and we're still in love.
We were young & times were easy,
But I could see it's not the same.
I'm standing here, but you don't see me,
I'd give it all for that to change.
And I don't want to lose her,
I don't want to let her go.
I'm standing out in the rain,
I need to know if its over,
Cause I will leave you alone
Flooded with all this pain,
Knowing that I'll never hold her,
Like I did before the storm
NICKS POV
It felt so right to be on stage with her. I couldn't stop staring at her sing. Watching her move. She wasn't perfect. I wasn't either, but she didn't need to be. If she was perfect she wouldn't be her. I loved her the way she was. I loved the little baby hairs that would always stick up no matter how hard to she tried to get them to stay down. I loved the way her right foot was bigger than her left, and only I knew that.
With every strike of lightning
Comes a memory that lasts.
Not a word is left unspoken
As the thunder starts to crash
Maybe I should give up
I'm standing out in the rain,
I need to know if its over,
Cause I will leave you alone.
Flooded with all this pain,
Knowing that I'll never hold her,
Like I did before the storm
I liked over at her and smiled. She smiled back at me. The crowd was wild. Louder than I've ever heard.
Trying to keep the light from going in
And the clouds from ripping out my broken heart.
We always say a heart is not whole
Without the one who gets you through the storm.
Standing out in the rain,
Knowing that it's really over-
Please don't leave me alone
I'm flooded with all this pain,
Knowing that I'll never hold you,
Like I did before the storm.
"Thank you very much!" I said as my brothers, Miley, and I exited the stage.
I turned around greeted by Miley's lips. I kissed her back, then she pulled away.
"I wasn't done." I told her.
"I don't care. I just want to tell you that you did amazing and I love you."
"I love you too, and you were amazing." I said as I went to kiss her again getting rejected. "Mileyyyyyyyyyy come on!"
"Sorry." She simply said smirking, turning around and walking away leaving me there wanting more of her.