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Chapter 7- I hope this is more enjoyable for you all. But come on, whats a good story without some heartbreak??! :)

"Okay, listen." Joe had the serious tone in his voice, and for once, Nick was glad the jokes were over. "You can't blame yourself for this. Sure it takes two, but it looks to me that you didn't do anything wrong." He paused. "And neither did she."

Nick glanced over at his brother who was pacing back and forth of their tour bus' hallway, making circular hand motions whilst speaking. Nick was lying down on his bunk tossing a baseball up and down, watching its speed increase when he applied more force.

Nick abruptly sat up, interrupting Joe's words. "It's like I'm in and out of love with her. Of course I love her, but sometimes I feel like that's not good enough. I'm just trying to figure out if it's really true love, or just a little fling that we got caught up in years ago." Nick paused glancing up at the ceiling as if the thoughts he were wishing to convey were painted up in the sky. Choosing what he said carefully, he lowered his head and looked deep into Joe's eyes. "How can I prove my love if they all think I'm not good enough?"

Joe gave the smallest of nods, seeming to understand where Nick was coming from. After a moment of quick thinking on Joe's part, he sat down next to him. He too lowered his head, and clasped his hands together between his knees. He looked to his side where Nick was seated staring into space, and gave a soft smile. "This business we're in is sick. The things people do to tear another person down are…mind-boggling. The media will do everything in their power to tear you down. And, I hate to say it…again…" Joe saidreferring to the Larry King Live interview, "…but Miley isn't just a girl on TV. You're whipped on one of the most famous people in our generation." Nick laughed at his brothers words, but nevertheless, let him continue. "Look at Taylor and I. Remember how hard that was for me? But I'm glad I went through it. I learned that nothing you do is private. And being the private people you are, things are no doubt gonna be difficult for you and Miley." Joe stopped.

"Nick, you can't stop the rain from falling. But she's a woman. You have to let her know that you'll try, and even more importantly- you have to let her know that you're in this with and for her."

Nick let Joe's words of wisdom sink in a bit, before emerging from his bunk and preparing for the rest of the night. Couldn't he have just one night off?

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"I'm sorry Nick. It's just so hard. But please forgive me. I only want to be with you."

As Miley waited for a response from the other end of the phone, she tapped her foot at an increasing speed, and twirled her hair with her free hand. It was a nervous habit she'd possessed ever since she was young. She couldn't help it.

Nick was preparing for a show. This tour life never seemed to slow down. He had just finished the sound-check portion of the night which was particularly special since a few lucky fans were allowed to listen in. The fan-girls really made his day. After his struggles with his own problems, seeing the people in the audience cheering for him and his brothers and singing every word to their songs- old and new- made everything better. He loved his job. Times like these made every hardship worth it.

Since the past few days had been rather long and draining because of his personal issues, he'd been extra quiet. When people would ask what was bothering him, he'd shrug it off and blame it on his exhaustion. He kept praying for her to come back. He learned during his days on road for this tour that Miley wasn't just a person who he got along with, or had fun with, or even someone who he stole a good kiss from. She was the only person who really understood him as not only a musician, but as a person. She knew about his imperfections and his quirks, but none of that mattered. She loved him for who he was underneath all of his beautifully curled hair, warm eyes, hot body, and a voice to die for exterior. He loved her. It wasn't a question anymore. To all the people who tried tearing them apart, to the storms of media who found it entertaining to talk and gossip about what may be going on between them, to all the broken hearts, to all the people in love who could relate- Nick Jonas was taken.

At the sight of her earlier text message saying 'we need to talk', at the feeling of dialing her numbers and tiptoeing to the back of the bus, and the sound of her voice providing hope- Nick began to achieve all self-gain, confidence, and comfort back into his heart.

"There is no way I could be upset with you Miley." Nick paused. "Unless of course…. You write another song about me. In a bad way. That wasn't too cool…"

Despite the tension in between the airwaves, Miley laughed. Nick closed his eyes. He. Loved. That. Laugh. If he could, he'd record it and listen to whenever he was feeling down. (Although he never asked. He thought that may come across a little creepy…)

"I love you so much Miley. Nothing or no one could ever change that."

"Why are things so hard for us?" Miley asked him. Nick was always the one with an intelligent answer. His intellectual outlook on the world was much broader than hers. Miley was a dreamer. Nick was the serious one. Don't get him wrong, he loved to stare up at the stars, and think about the way things would be in the future. But more so, Nick was the romantic one. The one who actually made things happen.

"Throughout our lives, people will come and go. As much as they'd like to think they know every detail about our lives, they'll never know how much you mean to me. Miles, I don't even think you'll ever know. You're my girl. My beautiful. My princess. My…" Nick stopped, trying desperately to think of the right word. My Miley." He concluded.

Miley smiled at his words, marveling at what he said.

"I want to be close with you. I know we can tell each other anything, and there is no one I'd rather turn to than you. But I wanna get closer. And you're right. Things do get hard. There will always be those people who say we won't make it through. Unfortunately we're both in the business where we have a larger strew of people who hate us than love us. But I don't let that bother me anymore. I'm thankful for what I have and who I get to share it with. I'll forever be thanking God for letting me spend this journey with you. We're together for a reason. All of these obstacles we're facing are supposed to happen. Without them, we'd just be two teenagers who thought they loved each other. It's with every heartbreak that we find out more about true love."

It took a moment before Miley could respond to him. She was overwhelmed with emotion. "You're right. I don't know why I get so caught up in this life… It's like my mind is so easily persuaded. But through it all, I know that you love me. But it does get scary sometimes. Your job and mine… There are so many temptations. How are you so sure we're above them all?" Miley asked. She had so many questions, yet all she really wanted to do was hold him. She missed him so much. Being faced with the never-ending batch of reporters trying to make her feel uncomfortable, just to make a "hot" interview got exhausting, but seeing Justin again made everything worse. She loved Nick, she was sure about that. But why did it seem like everyone and everything was out working against them?

"We aren't above anything. We're just like everyone else- except we have to deal with a lot more. But you just have to trust me in hard times. You have to know that I'll always be there for you. Forever. Eventually when things die down, and a new something catches peoples attention, it'll be better. Everything you dream, and everything I hope will come true one day. I won't disappoint you. So don't listen to the people trying to tear us a part."

There was silence on the other end of the phone. Nick began to panic, and that infamous feeling of his heart pounding began to transpire. His worries went away with the sudden sound of her voice.

"Nick…?" Miley said softly, sounding as if she were trying not to wake someone up.

"Yeah?" Nick asked in the same softness.

"I love you." Miley said.

Nick smiled at her words, relieved that she was with him.

"I love you too. More than you will ever know."

There were another few moments of silence. To most people, awkward silences anywhere- much less on the phone- are just plain uncomfortable. But to Nick and Miley, at that moment, no words were needed. They were contented just knowing that although they were miles apart, they were still together. Words would have only ruined the moment.

However, Nick finally broke the awkward, yet perfect silence. "I heard some interesting words of advice today. Someone told me that I can't stop the rain from falling. And it made me realize that no matter what stands in our way, there will always be…something. But nothing will ever be strong enough to stop my heart from calling you. I need you."

The thought irked Miley a bit too. She sat there, pondering his words with an intensity she never explored with. I can't stop the rain from falling. What perfect words to describe their circumstances. In the midst of her thoughts, she asked, "Have you been talking to Joe again?"

The two laughed and chatted further-more until Nick was alerted that it was almost show-time. Miley had to leave as well in hopes of falling asleep. Apparently she had an early morning in store for her the next day. Dang movie…

She wished Nick good luck with his show, and once more expressed her love for him, and even threw in an extra I'm sorry to give surety that she was deeply repentant for her erratic behavior lately. Nick accepted the apology, but nonetheless reassured her that she had nothing to apologize for. Of course.

"I'll make you a deal." Nick said as he was parting from the bus.

"Okay. What?" Miley asked.

"If you dream about me tonight, then I'll dream about you."

"Miley smiled. "Deal Jonas."

Nick laughed into the phone, and told her he loved her. Miley returned the love.

As Nick hung up the phone, he was joined with his brothers, his family, and the rest of the crew. Everyone glanced in his direction as he approached the group- all full of smiles. Nick couldn't wipe his mushy-gushy, sappy expression off of his face even if he tried. When he noticed all the eyes on him, he asked, "What? Is there something on my face?"

"Yeah." His mom replied. "You've got I'm in love written all over it."

In the meantime, Miley snuggled into her covers, getting warm, and trying to sleep. She smiled as she closed her eyes, wishing the night wouldn't have to end and that she could talk to him forever. She was easily rested by putting their phone conversation on repeat, hoping she would never forget it. As she promised, her dreams were vivid, lively, romantic, and full of Nick. She slept holding the phone next to her cheek as if that would keep him close. And just like that, she was smitten.

Phew! Lotsa dialouge... Anyways, there we go! Ya likey?? Let me know! REVIEW. Please :)