Chapter Seven: Do You Think About Me Still?

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Miley's POV

Shit! I cannot believe that a fan spotted us!

As soon as Nick told me about Twitter, I opened the app but it almost exploded; the amout of tweets that flooded out was enough to drown me! And then I saw it.

@SamyThor: Miley cyrus was at paty's with nick Jonas like 10 mins ago. So cool.

My mind went into a frezy; how the fuck were we seen?!

I decided to tweet something! This cannot happen, I can't let this happen! I cannot let this happen when there's Olivia Culpo in Nick's arms!

I took no time in composing a quick tweet.

@mileycyrus: I literally haven't seen Nick Jonas in years. Don't believe everything you read folks!

Sounds pathetic and stupid, I know but I had to do SOMETHING!

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Okay, it was stupid! Sooooooooo stupid! I decided to delete the tweet, it's best I didn't mention Nick. . . I decided to post something else:

@mileycyrus: Look at my profile pic. Look at my finger. Idiots. I couldn't have 'ran' into anyone because I haven't went to eat out in public in weeks because of the amount of paparazzi outside my house.

Ahhh. . . I don't know anymore. I needed Nick. . .

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Fuck! I thought I was going mad! I shouldn't have mentioned the eating out in public! Still looks like I care too much!

I hurriedly deleted that tweet; the second one today. Then I quickly typed up a new tweet, one which held no doubt's.


I just hope this will all brush over . . .

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I stepped into the radio studio, my head slightly spinning; I was so stressed out! I was worried about what Olivia could say (or do!), maybe I am even a little scared! Luckily, I would just appear nervous to the unknowing.

"Ey up, stud!" A deep voice announced as I pushed the door open. A hand also found my back, giving it a familiar, brotherly pat.

"Hey Joe! What up?" I smiled, grasping his hand and pulling him into a brotherly hug. Our trademark. I then stepped backwards to look at Joe. His dark hair was hidden underneath a stylish, checkered hat. His face was still smooth, youthful and happy; him and Blanda still going strong I see. . . And Joe was wearing a plaid shirt and jeans. I've always admired his style. Formal yet casual.

"Yo Nicky J!' Said a slightly higher voice and, but process of elimination, this had to be Kevin (obviously!).

"Kevin!" I cried, approaching him confidently and pulling him into a hug which he returned. Kevin'[s curly hair was much shorter and neater than when we had previously met up. He wore a light blue shirt and jeans, looking calm and collected as always. "How's married life?"

"Great!" He answered, grinning reassuringly. "Alena misses you guys though."

"Yes. . . I must drop by sometime to see my niece and sister-in-law!"

"Do! Anytime's fine!"

"Ahem - I'm still here!" Joe whined, his bottom lip sticking out in his babyish facial expression. He slipped his way in and broke our conversation. I lost my flow. . .

"Aha, nice one J-"

But I was interrupted by the door swinging open with such gusto, it could have come right off its hinges!

"Hola guys! Buenos Dias!" He yelled, making his entrance much more extravagant and over the top than needed. The energetic vibes from this guy flooded through m,e and bounced all around the mood, making us all feel prepped and ready. "I'm Ryan Seacrest; nice to see you JoBros again! Now, we're on air in five so let's get you guys set up with mics etc!"

"Shiiiittttt! I haven't had chance to discuss the Miley rumours yet!" I though, panic coarsing through my veins. "I'm gonna be soooo distracted; I'm fucked."

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"So Nick. there are reports of you and Miley meeting up the other day. . ." Ryan said, his voice slowly drifting off into a laugh which was held by my brothers. I laughed nervously along with them, to try and brush it over.

I wasn't really expecting Ryan to mention this. . .

"Miley then tweeted it wasn't true," he continued, the corners of his mouth curving up in a cheeky grin.

". . . yes." I mumbled finally.

"Sooooo. . . what happened?" All the focus was then placed on me. I could feel three sets of eyes boring into mine, capturing my very soul; trying to read me like a book.

I shifted uncomfortably before answering. "I-I read it online actually, and I was like 'Oh, that's interesting; I was at the studio. How could I have been out with Miley?'."

I stopped but no one spoke; I had to continue.

"Um. . . no, I didn't meet up with her. Uh, but no you-w-we're really friendly," I blurted out, my words tripping over my tongue, forming phrases I didn't really mean to say. "We've got a really good relationship; I was really happy for her and Liam but. . ."

"Oh shit! The public doesn't know about Miley and Liam's split yet!" I thought, a little to late.

"Was really happy?" Ryan quizzed, his eyes narrowed in suspicion.

"Ah, I meant am really happy for them! Sorry. . ." I cried, blush tinging my cheeks, letting everyone know I was embarrassed.

"No worries!" Smiled Ryan, gesturing for me to continue.

I soon found my flow. "Yes. . . Um, I think its just one of those things, really. I mean, fans see what they want to see sometimes, right?" I felt all the nods of agreement. 'Its like y-you. . . there are a lot of people who look like me, I guess, in that particular town." A spatter of laughter hit the air as Ryan and my brothers began to guffaw at my stupid suggestion. They seemed to buy it though. I grinned, a laugh almost escaping my lips. "Maybe they're running around meeting with Miley!" I finished.

I looked around and waited patiently for the laughter to die down and as Ryan wiped a tear down on his eye, he silently gestured for us to get ready!

"Thank you for that, Nick! Now let's hear the JoBros cover 'Thinking About You' by Frank Ocean!"

"Two, Three!
A tornado flew around my room before you came
Excuse the mess it made, it usually doesn't rain
In Southern California, much like Arizona
My eyes don't shed tears, but, boy, they bawl

When I'm thinkin' 'bout you know, know, know
I've been thinkin' 'bout you (you know, know, know)
I've been thinkin' 'bout you
Do you think about me still?
Do ya, do ya?

Or do you not think so far ahead?
'Cause I been thinkin' 'bout forever
Or do you not think so far ahead?
I been thinkin' 'bout forever
Oooh, oooh. . ."

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Heloo Hello again!
I feel so pumped for cause its the holidays, it snowed last night ANNDDD I've got loads of writing done! I really wanna publish everything I've written so far but. . . I just can't >:)
Thanks for reading though and I'll do plenty more writing!
~ Sianymouse ~

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