Chapter Seven

Nick's POV 2

November 10th

Nick stepped through Miley's hotel room door halfway expecting her boyfriend to be there or whoever had been there previously. What was he thinking? All he knew was that it was harder to forget a whole perfect relationship to be friends with the same girl. Well, not exactly perfect. Nothing about their relationship had ever been perfect.

"Who are you looking for?" Miley asked behind him.

Nick smiled, turning. "You. Who else?"

Nick noticed the indecisiveness cross her face and made him want to get out of here. It made him think this whole cagey relationship was a big mistake. "Nick, what's wrong?"

That question forced Nick to get back to the crisis at hand, the very reason he was here. Well, that wasn't completely true. The reason he was here was because Miley was his only real friend. "My family's falling apart."

"Oh." Miley advanced on him fast, rubbing her hand along her back. "Why? What's going on?"

"It's the Joe, Demi, and Ashley thing." Nick shrugged not really sure what was going on. "Nobody really wants to talk about what's happening so we're not talking at all."

Miley led Nick over to the couch and watched him sit down before lowering herself beside him but looked straight ahead. "I'm sort of going through the same thing.

Nick, even though he knew he'd regret it, reached out and grabbed her hand comfortingly. Tish and Billy Ray, Miley's parents, had been a couple that everyone in Hollywood and everywhere else had thought would be the last couple to ever break up. "Hey." Nick gave her a smile he hoped comforted her. "This will probably cause me to kill myself, but for you..." Nick faked a pained look. "We can watch the Notebook."

Miley laughed and Nick inwardly cringed. Why was he so addicted to a smile?