This FanFic is LEGAL!!! No last names are used! Ha! I beat you fanfic.

So this is sort of a venting one shot. Now, as I've said before, I love the Jonas Brothers, but lately they've sort of been scaring me. What happened to the boys who made a youtube video because they felt like it? Because that's who they were? And where's the Nick that wouldn't be seen without a pair of Converse on his feet? I miss the old Jonas Brothers, but I still love the new ones. I've been a fan since 2005, so I've watched them grow. I just hope they remember who they used to be. Oh yeah, if you don't agree with me, please feel free to say absolutely nothing. It's my opinion, and no offense I just don't feel like reading a bunch of reviews telling me I'm not a real fan, I have no idea what I'm talking about blah blah blah.

I don't own any of the characters;; If I did Nick and Miley would be together forever . . .and a day

How many pairs of Converse do you own Nick? That's what a fan asked. Miley knew what his answer would have been two years ago. Then, he would have said that he owned atleast six or seven pairs. But that was the old Nick, the new one only owned one pair. She owned more than that. And as she watched him on that live chat, she realized something. Her Nick didn't exist anymore. The one who would sing "My Girl" to her while she rode her bike; the one who would make her feel like everything was going to be okay, even when she was terrified that it wouldn't.

There was only one word to describe the new Nick: F A K E

He wasn't who he used to be; and that scared her more than anything. If someone who was as smart and caring as Nick had to change to be famous then there was no hope for anyone else.

Almost two years ago, he broke her heart. And even now, after months and months of thinking about it, she couldn't figure out what happened to them. Where did they go wrong? How could she have ever thought that she needed a break from him? Why did she let him go? These were questions that she asked herself every day; and she still couldn't answer any of them.

So what was she supposed to do now? She was head over heels in love with a boy that didn't exist anymore. And she had no idea how to get over him. She knew for a fact that Nick was the love of her life; she just had no idea how to make him realize it. She had tried writing him songs, she tried talking to him, she even tried talking to other people about him, but nothing seemed to work.

They had gone to lunch together a few weeks ago. She didn't even know why she bothered to go. All they talked about was their careers; always staying away from the topic that was their relationship. But it was nice just to be near him. He was like a drug dealer and she needed her fix. (A/N: Credit to my best friend Taylor for that line.) She had promised that she'd call him, but she never did. What was she supposed to say? I love you, but not this you, the old one. Go back to being him for my sake okay? Yeah, like that would have gone over well.

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day
When it's cold outside, I've got the month of May
I guess you'd say. What can make me feel this way?
My girl, my girl
Talking 'bout My girl.

Miley froze when she heard the familiar ring tone. It had been his ringtone since the day he sang it to her for the first time. She gingerly picked up her phone and saw the picture of them two together. She never had the heart to change it. She missed who they were back then too much. Should she answer? Or should she give him a little taste of what she went through for a year? Ignored phone calls, glares from across the room, maybe she'd even go out to find them some replacements. She was sure the Disney audition office would be crawling with them.

Deciding it was time to be the bigger person, she answered the phone, "Hello?" She asked in a small voice.

"Miley?"

"Yeah it's me."

"How are you?" He asked in his angelic voice.

"I'm fine, and you?" She asked formally.

"Great." They then fell into a silence. Not like the one's they used to have. Not the one's filled with comfort. Nope, this was a silence filled with pure awkwardness. (A/N: Yeah I don't think that's even a word . . . oh well.)

"Can I ask you something?" She blurted out before she could stop herself.

"Sure anything."

"Well this may be completely random, but what happened to your Converse?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean where'd they go? They used to be all I'd seen you in. Now it's all those designer shoes. I mean I'm not saying they don't look good or anything, I just miss the old shoes."

"I guess I never really thought about it all that much. I guess my sense of style just changed."

"Well I miss the old you." Miley said, Crap! Did I actually just say that out loud?! she thought. "I-I mean I miss-"

"Miley, just because I wear different shoes doesn't mean I'm a different guy. It's still me."

"Yeah I guess you're right. But uh, Nick? I gotta go. I have a huge interview in the morning, I really need to get to bed."

"Okay Miles, I'll talk to you soon."

"Sure. Bye." And she hung up before he could say anything else. That was more proof that he wasn't the same boy she fell in love with. The old Nick always knew exactly what she was thinking and he was always on her mind. And there was the fact that he always understood; even when it didn't make sense. (A/N: Did you catch the "Mandy" lyrics? Oh come on, you know you loved it.) This Nick didn't understand anything about her.

Miley decided to take everything she was feeling and put it in a letter to Nick. She'd leave it in his mailbox later that night. (A/N: yeah yeah, they still live in the same neighborhood) She sat down at her desk and began to write.

Nick,

You told me on the phone earllier that just because you wore different shoes it doesn't mean that you weren't a different guy. But you are Nick, you are a different guy. I feel like you forget that I've known you since before you were famous. I knew you when no one else did, and I like to think that I still do. But the truth is, I don't know you. You're not the boy who I fell in love with, and no matter how much I want him to come back I don't think he is. I just, I miss you so much. I miss the boy who wore a pair of his famous Converse with everything. He didn't care where we were going. You were so carefree then, do you remember? 'Cause I sure do. I told you once that I wasn't coming back, that you had to take seven steps here; and that's still true. You need to take the necessary steps to get back what we had, if that's even what you want anymore. Just, bring back the boy that I knew. I need him; I need him so much it hurts. Please tell me you can fix that.

I loved you then
I love you now

And I'll love you always,
Miley

She walked out of her house holding to the letter. She walked the short distance to his house and delicately placed the letter in his mailbox. She took one more look at the house before walking away. She was terrified as to what he might think, but she was ready to know. It was time for her to be honest, no matter how much it hurt.

Haha I'm a meanie, I know. So this is either going to be a two shot or a three shot, I'm not sure yet. But yeah, I'm only going to continue if I know people are actually reading, so please tell me what you think. It really means the world to me when I see that I have some new reviews. Thanks for reading. Niley = forever ;-*

xoxo,
CourtneyDangerJonas2038