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Miley POV

I slipped on my black heels and grabbed my phone, quickly texting Demi that I'd be at the Disney building in 10.

"Mom! I'm leaving." I called, grabbing my bag and my keys. My mom emerged from the kitchen with Noah trailing behind.

"Alright sweetheart, don't forget to be home for dinner." She said smiling, pulling back a strand of hair from her face.

"Sure thing, bye Mom, bye Noahbear." I said with a smile, kissing my sister on the cheek before walking out the door. The last few days had been perfect with Nick. We would spend the afternoons working on the project and then he'd sneak in my room almost every night and we'd fall asleep together. It was like a fairytale that I never wanted to end.

I climbed into my car and started it up. Today we were having a big meeting about promotion and that meant pretending like Nick and I were just friends. I frowned at the thought. When we practiced in the room alone together we could be ourselves. He would hold me and kiss me and we would laugh together like any couple should. But the minute we walk out of that room we're nothing more than buddies. Buddies. Give me a break.

I love Nick, with everything in me, but the guilt is eating me up inside. I want to break things off with Liam but I know that I can't. I committed myself to The Last Song and I am not about to let my team down now. And plus, I don't even want to begin to think about what Nick's dad would say if he broke up with Selena. According to Nick, Mr. Jonas really loves me but simply loves publicity more. He probably didn't even think Nick and I could have a relationship again, so he decided to go another route. The Selena route.

I do really love the secrecy that comes with our relationship, though. We're both so happy and it's kind of fun sneaking places just to steal a couple of kisses, even if once in a while I wish for more. I want to be able to hold his hand while we walk together or bring him home for a family dinner. But I just have to deal with how things are for now. I should be grateful just to have him.

Nick POV

"Rise and Shine, Nicholas." I heard my mother sing before light blinded my eyes. I groaned, and nuzzled my head into my pillow. This was the first night that I hadn't slept with Miley in my arms and I hadn't gotten any sleep at all. I kept trying to hold something in my sleep but all I grasped was air. I needed her, and there was no way I was sleeping again without her unless I plan on buying some really powerful sleeping meds.

"Wake up, sweetie. You have to get ready." My mother said, pulling my covers back. I groaned again and muttered a 'fine'. She seemed satisfied enough to leave, but not before turning on the second lamp right beside my head. I could feel the rays of blinding light against my closed eyelids as I sat up, my eyes still squeezed shut. I stretched, before finally blinking and adjusting my eyes to the bright room. I slid out of bed in only my boxers and walked sleepily into the bathroom, turning on the light and looking into the mirror.

I looked like a mess, to say the least. I really hadn't gotten one hour of sleep last night. Never again, I told myself. Gosh, I missed her. I had seen her yesterday but that was too long. The quicker I get ready, the sooner I'll get to see her. I smiled at the thought and closed the bathroom door, turning the shower on.

20 Minutes Later

I flew down the long flight of stairs and into the kitchen, grabbing a nutrition bar from the cabinet.

"What's the big hurry?" My little brother Frankie asked as he munched on his pop tart. "Excited to see Mileyyy?" He asked teasingly, oblivious to the way my heart raced just at the thought of someone figuring out our secret.

"No, I just don't want to be late." I said simply, the lies slipping through my teeth naturally. I had gotten used to coming up with excuses for everything.

"Mmhm, sure." He said, taking a sip of his milk and watching me intently. I chuckled; he was too clever for his own good. I walked up to him and ruffled his hair with a smile. He loved Miley and thought of her as a big sister who never got tired of playing games with him. He couldn't stand Selena on the other hand, but I can't blame him for that.

"I'll see you later, okay?" I said, breaking off a piece of his pop tart for myself. He nodded,

"Say hi to Miley for me!" Frankie said with a grin. I laughed,

"Will do, Frank." I said before walking out the door.

Miley POV

The doorman opened the door for me and I thanked him politely. My heels clicked as I walked down the hall towards my destination. Just as I was about to reach the two beautiful French doors that would lead me into the meeting room, I felt a strong arm grasp my waist and a warm breath tickle my neck. I bit my lip to hide my smile as I inhaled his delicious cologne.

"Hello beautiful." He whispered before kissing the skin just below my ear. I smiled and turned to look into his intense chocolate eyes, bringing my hand up to touch his cheek.

"Hey Nicky. I missed you." I said, leaning into him. He smiled,

"I missed you too, Mi." He said softly, snuggling into my neck before looking up at me again. I touched the small bags beneath his eyes and frowned.

"No sleep?" I asked, tracing the shadows gently with my fingers before leaning up and kissing each one softly. He smiled slightly,

"None. I don't think it's good for me to be away from you, Miss Cyrus." He said, holding me tighter and leaning his forward against mine. We were alone in the hallway and I wanted to savor this moment as much as possible.

"I don't think so either. Next time you're staying, okay?" I said, looking up into his eyes.

"I'll always stay." He said with a teasing smile. I giggled and pulled my head back,

"Let's go." I said, quickly pecking his lips. He nodded,

"Okay." Nick said, kissing me again quickly. He let go of me reluctantly and I squeezed his hand before pulling out of his embrace. I threw him a quick smile and turned around, making my way to the end of the hall. I would go in first and he would probably wait a minute or so before going in after. I got to the doors and glanced behind me to see Nick with his arms folded, smirking at me. I blew him a quick kiss and he grinned before catching it. I smiled and turned back to the door, twisting the knob and walking in.

Mostly everyone was there, conversing in small circles around the harkness table. I looked around to see Selena standing alone with a bored look on her face, probably waiting for Nick to arrive. Normally, I would have felt terrible for doing this behind her back, but she wasn't a good person. She was fake and she honestly believed that she was better than everyone else. She was also haunted by jealousy. Something told me I shouldn't feel guilty.

"MILES!" I heard Demi yell from across the room. I looked up to see her grinning and I giggled, walking across the room to greet her.

"Hey girl." I said, giving her a hug. That was when I heard the door close from behind me, but I didn't need to turn to know who it was. I took a deep breath and greeted all my other friends in the big circle.

NICK POV

I glanced around the room and spotted my girl talking to a bunch of her friends. I sighed, wishing I could just sneak up behind her and hug her from behind while all the guys watched in envy. But no, the most ordinary gesture I can give is a high five, but I'm not really sure my heart could take that. Instead I have to stand near this other girl, yes, the one screeching my name.

"NICK!" Selena screamed as she rushed over to me, clinging to my arm. I groaned inwardly and watched as Miley glanced behind her shoulder and gave me a sympathetic yet also teasing smile. I sent her a playful glare and she looked like she was about to giggle but held it in and turned back around. I sighed and looked down at Selena.

"Hi Selena." I said, trying to loosen up my arm a little bit. I don't want to be rude, my mom taught me to be a gentleman, but she was literally digging her fingers into my arm.

"Hey baby!" She said grinning, kissing me on the cheek. I really, really hated this. I hated when she called me pet names. They just didn't sound cute coming from her mouth. I also hated any physical contact. Her lips were coated with gooey gloss, so different from the soft lips of Miley. I leaned my head to the side, rubbing it against my shirt, attempting to wipe the sticky lip gloss from my cheek. No such luck.

"So I was thinking, after this maybe we could go out to dinner? I want to go to this great hotspot downtown. It just opened up and anyone who's someone goes there. Tons of paparazzi too, it'll be perfect." She said with that fake smile of hers. That may actually be the last thing I want to do after this. I want to snuggle up with Miley and watch a movie. Or treat her to a nice dinner somewhere that she'll love. That's one of the many differences between Selena and Miley; Selena likes expensive places where she can get her picture taken and put on that fake façade of being annoyed with the cameramen. Miley likes low-key restaurants with old jukeboxes and bubbly old waitresses who start up conversations with you about the most random things. She likes getting overwhelmed by all the tasty dishes on the huge menu, as oppose to Selena who has to have a tiny menu with just four outrageously priced meals that consist of decorative sauces and about one fourth of the meat you could get at a regular place. These little things that I can't stand about her make this so much harder. But I know deep in my heart that if Miley enjoyed fancy menus with insanely small-portioned dishes I'd take her any night she wanted to go. But that's just be being biased towards the girl I'm in love with.

"I don't know, Selena. I'm not really in the mood to get all dressed up and drive to some flashy restaurant." I said truthfully, not even offering another option.

"Ugh, you never want to go out, Nick." She whined, rolling her eyes. Correction, I never want to go out with you. Okay, now I'm officially an ass.

"I'm sorry, I'm just a little worn out. This week has been pretty busy." I said, looking ahead to see Miley giggling at something someone must have said. I frown, wishing I was there and that this meeting would start so I could escape the devil.

"I know right, my producer is so annoying. He keeps making me repeat the verse over and over again, as if I'm not doing it perfect already. You know when you know you're singing like, really, really well?" She asked, with an annoyed expression. "I knew I was singing it right, and it's like-"

"Alright, settle down, everybody. Let's get started." John said as he walked into the room. Thank the fucking lord. I pulled my arm out of Selena's grasp and walked away from her, taking my seat and letting out a big breath. That was exhausting. Everyone broke up and walked over to the table, taking their seats next to whomever they were working with. I watched carefully as my flawless Miley weaseled through everyone, making her way towards me. I smiled as she took a seat beside me. She leaned back and glanced over at me with a smile, her eyes quickly finding their way to my arm. Her eyes widened and she sat up,

"Claw marks? Really?" She asked, shaking her head with a sigh. I looked down at her hand on my arm, brushing over the red marks from Selena's hand. I groaned,

"Girl has a death grip." I said, frowning. Her beautiful face looking up at me sympathetically,

"I'm sorry. Anything I can do to make it better?" She asked, her fingers still brushing my arm gently.

"Nothing appropriate for an audience." I said with a smirk. She giggled,

"Alright, later then." She said with a playful wink, looking over at John who had just taken a seat. I sighed happily, my mood quickly altered simply by Miley's presence.

"Okay, kids, let's talk promotion. We have to get this ball rolling. We're almost finished with this project and I congratulate you. However now we have to find a way to present it to our viewers in an appealing way. I'm giving you all a little homework assignment." He said, receiving a few groans from the audience. "Relax, it's nothing drastic." John said with a chuckle. "Go into your assigned rooms and brainstorm creative ways to promote this. I don't want anyone coming to me and pitching the idea of simply being seen at different hotspots around L.A., understand?" He said, turning his head to stare at Selena. Everyone snickered and I chuckled under my breath. Miley hit my arm playfully, making it harder to contain my laughter. "I want you to be creative. Think outside the box. This shouldn't be a hard task, my friends. Get to it!" He said, waving everyone off. Everybody stood up and I looked over at Miley with a smile.

"Shall we?" I asked, offering her my arm as she looked at me and giggled,

"We shall." She said, holding onto my arm as we walked out of the room together.

GUYS! I'VE MISSED YOU SO MUCH =] =] =] Finallyyyyy I updated, but it was wayyy overdue. I can't tell you enough how sorry I am for neglecting this story =[ I'm having inspiration difficulties with this and my other story, Love Like Poison. It really sucks. :[ But I'm really trying to update and thank you all for being so so patient! I know that this chapter is so uneventful but there will a couple of twists coming up, I promise =] Just a little fluff for now =] Soooooo, DEDICATION SECTION =]

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