Sorry for the wait guys, i have drivers ed now. sooo they take a while to get done. i don't know how i feel about this chapter though. but enjoy.

I had my wake up

Won't you wake up

I keep asking why

And I can't take it

It wasn't fake

It happened, you passed by

Now you are gone, now you are gone

There you go, there you go

Somewhere I can't bring you back

Now you are gone, now you are gone

There you go, there you go,

Somewhere your not coming back

MILEYS POV

Three days later I was back in LA unpacked and enjoying being home. I wouldn't see Nick for about a week since he was back in New Jersey for his cousins wedding, so I'm forced to sit here and wait for him to text me since he's always so busy.

"MILEEEYYYY!" Demi said storming into my room.

"What?"

"Let's go shopping! Urban Outfitters is having a HUGE sale!"

"Are you serious? Give me ten minutes and we'll be out the door. I'll drive."

30 minutes later Demi and I were jumping out of my car and running into the store.

We were looking through racks of clothing when my phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey Smiley." Nick said.

"Hey Nick! How's New Jersey?"

"It's awesome. It's good to see all my family, but I miss you."

"I miss you too, how many days until you get home again?"

"5, but-"

"Oh no, I don't like the way that sounds." I said worried.

"I have to go to Germany."

"Well, I guess that will be fun. I mean you won't be gone that long right?" I said trying to convince myself.

"No Miley, you don't get it. I have to go for three months. For a diabetes documentary."

My heart sunk. Three months was a long time.

"U-uhm, I'll call you later Nick. I'm shopping with Demi right now." The last words almost unaudiable, I hung up and sighed.

"What's the matter?" Demi asked me.

"Nothing." I said shaking it off and putting a smile on. "Let's just finish shopping."

Two hours later Demi and I finished shopping and went out to lunch. Nick had tried calling me three times and sent me 13 text messages saying things like, "miley, you have to understand." and "i don't want to go," or "it's for three months we could ichat and stuff." but that's not what I wanted to hear, I wanted to hear that he wasn't going anywhere. That he was going to stay with me and not leave me again, and I wouldn't leave him anymore.

"Miley- Miley are you even listening to me?" Demi said.

"Wha- oh I'm sorry Demi, I'm just not feeling too well. I think I need to go."

"Alright, come on."

I got home and walked up to my room and called Nick.

"Miley, thank god you called me."

"Nick, I can't handle you gone for three months. It's too long."

"Miley I-"

My mom came into the room. She had tears in her eyes.

"Miley, I need you to come downstairs. Now, please." She said sternly and walked out.

"Nick, I have to go. Something's wrong." I hung up and walked downstairs. My whole family and my grandparents where down there.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"Sit down sweety." My grandma told me.

"Just tell me what's happening." I felt something was wrong.

"It's dad." Brandi told me. "His plane crashed." She started to cry, "he didn't make it."

All of the sudden someone was hugging me, then another person. I felt like I was stuck in an avalanch, everyone was talking at once and I couldn't handle it.

"Stop touching me! You guys have no clue what you're talking about, you don't know. He's not dead, he's alive!" I didn't know where to go so I ran upstairs grabbed my purse got in my car and drove to the airport. I got on a flight.

Once the plane landed I got a taxi and ended up at a house I had no clue if this was the right place.

I took out my phone, ignored the 47 missed calls, and dialed a number.

"Hey Miley."

"Nick.." I said holding back my tears.

"What's wrong?"

"Come outside please."

"What? Where are you?" He asked confused.

"Please Nick."

I seen a door open and Nick walked out.

"Miley." He said as he wrapped his arms around me.

I started to sob, "He's d-dead Nick. He didn't make it?"

"What Miley? Who?"

"My-my dad."

He stayed silent. "Miley, I'm so sorry. I can honestly say I don't know how you feel right now, because I've never lost anybody close to me. But I know you don't feel good. I'm here for you Miley, I promise. Let's go inside, we could go up into my room I'll explain to everyone what happened."

I simply nodded unable to speak.

A few hours later I was laying on Nick's chest on his bed.

"You need to call them Miley. They're worried about you." He told me, running his fingers through my hair.

"I can't feel anything. It's like I'm numb."

He didn't say anything, he just slid my phone in front of me. I looked up at him and he gave me a look. I picked up the phone and dialed my moms number.

"Mom?" I said when she picked up.

"My lord Miley? Where are you? Are you safe? Please tell me you aren't far." I could tell she was still crying and tears started to form in my eyes.

"I'm safe mom. I'm sorry I left. I'm in New Jersey. I'll come home tomorrow. I just need Nick right now, but I need my family too."

"It's okay hunny. This is a lot to handle."

"I love you Mom." I told her.

"I love you too, Miley. And just remember your daddy loves you so much and he's looking over you right now keeping you safe."

"Y- yea, thanks mom. I'll see you tomorrow."

I hung up the phone.

"I'm coming with you." Nick said.

"What?"

"Tomorrow. When you leave. I heard what you said. You need me, and your family. So I'll come with you."

"Nick, your cousin's wedding. You can't let her down."

He sat up, and faced me. "She'll understand. I promise."

I was quiet. I nodded my head in defeat.

The next day I was sitting on the plane headed back to LA with Nick. I was staring out the window when Nick reached over and grabbed my hand.

"You're going to be okay babe. I promise."

I didn't say anything, I just turned my head back out the window. I only got about an hour of sleep last night which was expected.

When the plane landed there was so much paparazzi. I looked over at Nick.

He pulled me in for a hug and kissed my forehead.

"We can do this." He grabbed my hand and walked off the plane.

NICKS POV

When we stepped off the plane the paparazzi swarmed us. They were screaming things at Miley and me.

Things like: "Miley how do you feel about your dad." and "Whens the funeral." and some, "We're sorry for your loss."

But there was one guy. A guy who was just so disrespectful I could not control myself.

We almost reached our car when I heard a guy behind me say, "Miley did your dad commit suicide because you're a whore or your mom's a whore?" I turned around.

"What the fuck did you just say?" I asked him.

"I didn't stutter." The guy shot back and I lunged at him.

I tackled him to the ground and started to punch him.

"NICK!" Miley screamed. "Stop! Get off of him." She tried to pull me off of him.

"You disrespectful bastard." I yelled at him continuing to hit him. Finally some guy I didn't know pulled me off him.

I turned and looked at Miley who was crying. I walked over to her, grabbed her hand, and pulled her into the car.

It was silence in the car for about 20 minutes.

"Miley, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have reacted like that."

"No it's okay, you were just defending me." She said in a whisper and looked out the window. I sighed knowing I had caused a huge un-needed commotion.

Once the driver pulled up to her house I seen her freeze.

"It's so hard to be in the house." She said.

"It shouldn't be. Because he's here. He'll always be where you are. He's your guardian angel now."

She nodded and grabbed my hand, we walked up to her house and walked inside.

"Miley." Her mom said and hugged her. I let go of Miley's hand to take a step back and she quickly grabbed it again.

"Don't let go." She whispered to me. I nodded not letting go.

Tish came and walked over by me.

"Thank you for keeping her safe Nick."

"It was no problem." I said giving her a smile. "If there's anything I could do for you guys just let me know."

"Thank you."

Miley looked over at me and then up at the stairs. I nodded and followed her up.

"The funerals Friday." She told me sitting on her bed.

"I know..."

We just stayed silent. I knew there was nothing I could say to make her feel better.

Someone knocked on her bedroom door and Demi walked in.

"Hey Demi." I said.

"Hey Nick." She smiled. "Hey Miley." She said her voice getting softer.

"I'll let you guys talk." I said getting up, kissing Miley's head.

"Thanks Nick."

"Actually, I'm gonna go to In-and-Out. Do you guys want a burger and fries?"

Miley nodded and so did Demi.

I walked downstairs.

"Hey Tish? Noah?"

"In the kitchen." Noah yelled.

"I'm gonna go grab some food from In-&-Out, do you guys want anything?"

"I don't but Noah probably does." Tish told me.

"Noah, do you want to take a ride with me? You're more than welcomed to come if you would like."

"Sure." She said in an unusual unhappy voice.

"Do you want some ice cream?" I asked hoping it would help her feel better.

"No, let's just get the food and go home."

I sighed. It kills me knowing how much hurt they're going through.

We got the food and brought it back to the Cyrus house. It was hell trying to drive through all the paparazzi surrounding her house.

I walked up the stairs into Miley's room.

"Miles, Demi. I got your food." I walked in to see only Demi. "Where's Miley?"

"She's taking a shower. I think she'll be better soon. It's just really hard on her. Her dad was her best friend." Demi said.

"I know, it kills me to see her like this. I wish I could take this all away. I feel like a bad boyfriend since I can't."

Demi walked over to be and sat next to me on the bed.

"It's not your fault Nick. It could happen to anyone. You're doing more than enough just being here for her. We all know you have an unbelievable busy schedule. Don't beat yourself up over this." She gave me a hug.

"Thanks Demi."

Miley came out of her bathroom.

"Hey babe, how you feeling?"

"Extremely tired." She giving a weak smile.

"I'm gonna go home, okay Miley? I'll come back in the morning." Demi said.

"Okay, thanks for coming over. Nick are you staying or leaving?"

"I'll stay, unless you want me to leave."

"No. Stay please."

"Alright, I'll see you tomorrow then Demi."

"Nick, can you lay with me and watch a movie?" Miley asked.

"Of course, what movie?"

"How about Charlie St. Cloud? That one's a good one."

I got up and put the movie in, this would be another long night for Miley and I would be awake with her every minute of it.

FRIDAY

MILEY'S POV

After today, my dad will finally be free. He'll be in a better place.

"Hey Miley." My mom said as she came in my room. "It's about time for you to come down now, everyone's here."

"Is Nick here?"

"His whole family."

"Could you send him, Joe, and Kevin up please? I want to talk to them before I go down."

"Sure thing hunny." She kissed the top of my head. "I love you." She went out.

A couple minutes later the Grey brothers walked in.

"Hey guys, thanks for coming. It means a lot." I told them.

"Miley, we would cancel playing for the Queen of England for you." Kevin said.

"How you feeling?" Nick said walking over to me.

"Better. I guess I'm starting to accept it." I said then placed a kiss on his cheek. "Look, I wanted to thank you guys. For everything. Everything you guys have done for me. I wouldn't have been able to get through this without you guys. I know that I'm a pain in the ass in the first place and then add this on top of that and I'm like a monster, but I love you guys so much and I just want to thank you."

"Aw, Miley! You are not a pain in the ass! We love you." Joe said and hugged me. "Come on we need to go downstairs and you need to join the celebration of your dads wonderful life he lived."

I smiled at them and we walked downstairs.

I said 'hello' to everyone and accepted all their "I'm sorry for you loss" and so on.

During the funeral I had to go up and give a speech. I walked up to the stand.

All eyes were on me.

"Thanks for coming everyone." I started to get really nervous. I didn't want to cry talking up here. I was in front of all my family and friends and people who loved my dad. I looked around searching for words when I looked over at Nick.

"You can do it." He mouthed to me. I nodded.

"Most, if not all, of you here knew my dad. You may have known him as Billy Ray Stewart the country star, or Bill Ray Stewart the man who had a huge heart, the man who accepted everybody, the man who raised me and my siblings. He was one of the best guys I've ever known and I know he's looking down on us know smiling. Probably planning a prank to pull on us when it's our time to go meet him in heaven. But the thing is, my dad was the kind of person who wouldn't want us to be said over his passing. He was the kind of person who would want us to celebrate the life he lived. He would want us to think that God thought it was his time to go and he had bigger plans for him. And when it's our time to go my dad will let us join him with open arms. So let today celebrate the life of my dad!" People started clapping and I was smiling. I looked over at Nick.

"I love you." I mouthed to him, and he did it back.