It was forth of July. A time for celebrating our country, partying and feeling proud for those fighting our war. Except I wasn't feelings it. I made my way through the bustling hotel lobby, bumping into people standing in large groups chatting. Practically everyone over the age limit held a alcoholic drink between their palms. Laughter rang from my ears making my face light up at the loud of happiness.

I grasped my virgin colada in my hand and made my way outside. A few couples held onto one another looking at the bright stars, they grasped hands and hurried inside to the party. I felt a frown present on my face and pushed it away; hiding the fact that I was broken. It was chilly, or it was probably me.

Two years ago on forth of July everything was completely perfect. I didn't find one flaw. The boy of my dreams was there, it was in Tennessee, and everyone I wanted to see most was around. Maybe there was one little flaw. The fact that Pappie was not there, other than that; I love it. I closed my eyes and let the memories soak over the loud noise of partygoers.

"Miles!" Nick ran up to me grabbing me out of the sun Bathing chair and onto my feet. Within that action I dropped my book on the floor. Startled I gasped," Whoa!"

Nick chuckled," C'mon, we're going to miss the fireworks, I thought we could watch them from you're tree house,"

I smiled," Sounds great to me," We began running through the wild flowers. They were beautiful the same as always. I felt a tear prickle down my face, remembering the recent time I was running through those flowers, just a few months before.

Nick grabbed my wrist hosting me up and into the tree house. I smiled as we came inside more. He lead me towards the window as he lay a window on the floor. He sat down pulling me on top of him, prompting me in his lap. He gently kissed my hand and released it before pulling both of my hands with his. In silence we starred at the sky and watched the beautiful colors erupt in the sky above.

He lingered his face toward my ear and whispered," I love you," An that's how it ended before he kissed me, which was better than all the fireworks in the sky.

I now stand still leaning over the balcony, my eyes watering with tears and the stars twinkling. I couldn't contain my thoughts any longer. I wanted to relax and not to think a second about that mysterious person in the hooded sweater to the right of us. What did he want with me? Wait, was he even a male? I had no obvious answer to the questions that made me wonder.

Usually I would go to Nick for these sorts of reasons but I wasn't able to this time. I broke free of my thoughts from the sound of feet approaching. I swung my head around to face Demi and Brandi. Their eyes bulged out in worry, starring me down. They looked at me longingly; not in a creepy way but as very protective way.

I knew my eyes were glossy and as much as I like too, I couldn't change it. They kept coming; before I could break into sobs the two girls pulled me into a group hug.

I didn't pull apart until I knew I was finished. Once I was I politely asked," Guys can I just be alone for the fireworks?"

They knew where this was coming from. The both knew the exact reason why. They didn't say a word as they exited the balcony and continued back to the party.

looked up at the starry sky. I could hear everyone inside, having a great time, celebrating the Forth of July. I still remembered when Nick & I had snuck away from everyone a couple years ago to watch the fireworks in my tree house. A small smile grew on my lips. We were so young back then, and life was so much easier. There wasn't any drama. We had no huge choices to make. Boy, how things can change.

Except last time, it wasn't forced nor was it caused from a person I never met before; or I don't think I did. Sure I have haters, but none of them would go this far, none of them would put poor Nicky in risk. Usually they were imature tweens with out lives. But this was step further, this was criminal.

" Where'd I go wrong?" I whispered to myself as my hand reached up to my neck and caressed the silver dog tag he had given me so long ago. I lifted my head up and closed my eyes, feeling the light breeze gently tickle my face. I felt a stab in my heart as I repeated and pictured all those times he said the three words that meant the entire world to me," I love you," I would give my life to hear him say those words to me and be able to say it back and hold him one last night. I'd give my life to be able to kiss his lips, run my fingers through his mess of hair and one last time to say " I'm sorry,"

I tightly squeezed my eyes shut and choked on a sob. I spun myself around to face him. Of all people my heart called for I didn't have the guts to even look him in the eyes. His face was pained and his eyes were glossy.

"Nick…" I hissed, my eyes floded with tears.

"Miley? Why?"

He crept closer and I didn't move and I wasn't able to. My body wanted to run away but my heart wanted to scoop him up in my arms and kiss him. The adorable spiral curl curved in front of his right eye, and worry lines creased his forehead.

"Please don't do this to me," I muttered tears began piling over my face.

"Miley! I can't! I love you so much it hurts me, it feels like a knife is slicing through my chest ripping out my heart!"

"I'm sorry! I-I just can't!"

"Miley," he comes closer, I don't back away as he whispers in my ear," Please let's talk up stairs,"

I naturally give in as I nod and raise my eyebrow for him to follow me. I can already tell Demi or brandi told him something. We stay silent on the way up the elavator. My phone vibrantes, I hesitantly open it.

Hello Miley. I'll be waiting for you and nicky boy up stairs. :]

I frown in disgust and slide my phone in my back pocket. The elevator stops and we get off quickly, I take a deep break and open my hotel room door. It is dark, it is scary also. I hear heavy breathing in front of us. It's dark, there's no way the person can see Nick grab my hand for support.

The lights flicker on a laughing Joe cracks up in front of us.

"haha! You guys fall for my joke and break up! WOW! I can't believe it!" My face heats up in anger, I glance at Nick, his face has already turned purple at the looks of how angry he is I releases my hand and grips his own hands in a fist. Joe walks backwards; knowing Nick is furious.

"YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" Nick punched Joe straight in the jaw. Joe hold his hand up to his mouth as blood pours out. I am silent and cannot speak out of my outrage. Tears brim from the corner of my eyes as slide down my face. I don't know what to think. With a quick action, I slap Joe hard across the face, ready to run out of the room," I'm never speaking to you ever again!" A sob breaks loose," Don't speak to me ever again!" I get ready to run realizing it's my own room.

"You really fucked up! " Nick snarls and points to the door," Get the hell out of here!" Nick waits for Joe to leave as he slams the door hard. I begin shaking out of pure anger and Nick runs over to me. He pulls me into him, as I hover over him and allow him to kiss me all over my face. Tears are running down his face.

I don't know what to think. I never thought Joe would go this far; I was wrong. I sob and continue to sob as he caresses my face.

Hours later, normal POV.

Miley sleeps soundlessly, the party is long over and all the guests are asleep in their rooms. Nick is wide awake, his arms wrapped comfortably around Miley's waist. He is shocked and utterly outraged, ashamed and confused. Demi sleeps in the next bed over. It is around 4 in the morning and in about an hour they will be packing up to get back on the road.

The room was silent other than the sound of the sleeping girls. A silent tear fell off Nick's face as he moved closer to Miley; if that was even possible. Miley awakes from Nick's cries and wiggles around in his arms to face him. Her eyes are blood shot as they look up at Nick's. Their stare is intensifying as Nick grabs her face and kisses her lips hungrily.

Miley grabbed his cheeks pulling his lips closer and runs her nails to his hair. Their lips do not disconnect as Nick grabs her hands and opens the door with one of them and leads her out to the vacant hall way. They part their lips for a few seconds to catch their breath before reconnecting. He picks her up as her legs strangle his waist, they tightly tie around his waist; her hands are loosely hung around his neck.

Nick carries her to his empty hotel room, opening and bringing them inside before shutting and locking the door.

"Nick…" Miley hisses as he leads them towards the bed and he gently drops her onto it. Things get heated as they're lips re-collide in a very swift and quick motion. Without breaking the kiss, Miley rolled over the boy and began unbuttoning his shirt. Instantly she swooped down and kissed him hard on the mouth. Between the kiss, she slid his button down shirt off his face and tossed it on the floor. Hurrying Nick pulled her silky shirt over her head and before they knew it Nick was sliding off her pants and was ready t slide the thin material of her underwear off as well.

"Nick!" Miley murmured over lips causing him to stop what he was doing. He flushed and looked down at her body like any other hormonic teenage boy would do.

"I'm sorry, I should of respected you…" Miley smiled and patted his nose," A little frisky there, huh Mr. Jonas?" Nick turned scarlet and smirked, his voice was low," I can't help wanting you, Miss Cyrus," The words he spoke sent chills down Miley's spine as she pecked his lips. From the corner of her eye she caught Nick starring her down. He adverted his eyes else were.

She raised her eyes to look at him and shook her head before slapping his bare chest lightly," Well, I can tell that you aren't going to get the privilege of seeing me like this, for a long time." She smiled before grabbing Nick's shirt off the floor and pulling it over her head. Nick pouted before grabbing Miley as she yelped and fell onto top of him.

Once the laughter died down Miley looked him into the eyes, her big blue yes glistened.

She played with the patterns over his chest before reaching up and kissing him, before rolling off him.

She rested her head on his shoulder," I love you, Nicholas," Miley said with a small yawn.

"I love you, too, Smiley," He kissed her temple and watched her sleep. He had no idea what to do with his older brother. Joe has officially lost it.

An: Well I wanted to inform you about something. The last thing I asked you about was ideas. And I didn't get one. I'm sorry if you don't like it. As the readers you have to put some type of crack into helping me too. I love you guys, but If you can't help me, how can I help you? Okay, the first chapter I got 15 reviews, the last I got 6. Please explain that to me. If I don't have any ideas how do you expect me to update? If you don't like this story then I can easily delete it, is that what you want?

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