Publicity

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Miley's POV

3 pm wasn't an unusual time for me to wake up, only this time I woke up with the strangest mixed feeling. Waking up to my room, to my little window at the far end that poured in the afternoon sunlight, it makes me so happy. Doesn't sound so strange doesn't it? Well, I'm not done.

I smiled to myself but couldn't help feeling immature. I left the tour just like that because Nick was being a bitch, I think it was a little tolerable how I had acted, but honestly it was unprofessional and a little dramatic.

What kind of upset me and disappoint myself is that I left when there was trouble and I should've stayed and helped them fixed it. It made me wonder if the rumour of us fighting was already cleared up or not. It made me wonder how easily it could've been if I had helped.

These thoughts made me frown instantly, and I didn't want to be upset so I continued with my life and got out of bed, after shower and a meal I just walked around my backyard, feeling the warm stone pathways against my bare feet under the sun, still thinking about everything that happened these past few days.

Eventually I just sat on my yoga mat in my little studio watching birds flying back and forth above my house, My mind replayed the event of which Nick and I had to kiss because Terrence told us to, that event took place in this studio and I started feeling so close to the memory.

I decided to wonder no more and check any news about us. I thought of calling Larry but it might make him think I actually care about the stupid public relationship--which I kind of almost probably do--and excite him and make him think I was ready to forgive that idiot and go back on his stupid unsuccessful tour or make us do a public appearance.

So I just used google, no big deal. The first thing that came up was an article from a garbage site, featuring a picture of Nick that was taken last night at JFK. He was alone since I left earlier that night to LA.

I decided to check that out, and it showed me pictures of myself when I was leaving New York, the headline below it said 'Miley at JFK, 2 hours before Nick's departure.'

That just means I created more fighting slash breaking up rumours. The article was long as shit, I decided not to read that because I told myself I didn't really care what they had to say and I just wanted to know if Nick did anything to clear the rumours, which is why when there's a blue underlined link that said 'Nick Jonas denying Miley Cyrus break up' I clicked it immediately and they took me to a video.

Right away, they played a footage of Nick walking with a bunch of people, I spotted Cory behind him and some bodyguards, he was wearing a plain navy blue shirt and beige pants, a sweater wrapped around his waist. The person who took the video kept talking to him, flashes of lights kept hitting him and I actually felt kind of sorry because I really hate those stupid camera flashes, then I remembered gratefully how there weren't so many irritating paparazzi when I left New York last night.

"Nick!" A paparazzi called "How's your relationship with Miley?!"

"It's great." He answered, eyes glued to the ground before he glanced up to smile at some cameras. Thousands of lights goes off when he said 'great' and I could see Cory behind him smiling in relief.

"Nick! Why isn't Miley with you?!" They continued to ask.

"Where's Miley?!"

Jesus, give him a break. If I were him and I kept getting asked about this girl I have to date for publicity and who hates me I'd get annoyed at how much they'd mention her. The fact that I'm dating him being the only thing about him that is interesting enough is actually kind of sad, his career is so boring.