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❛ losing my mind, losing control

swallow my pride, you swallow me whole

smile on my face, to cover my hurt

spent so much time but what was i worth

unbroken heart, i'm taping it up

cross in my hand, mistaken for love

nails in my back that don't mean a thing

they ain't yours, they ain't yours. ❜

— numb ( verse 2 ) .

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❛ you're just lucky we have the same music taste. ❜ nate counters playfully, sparing her a quick glance before his eyes drift on to the road ahead of them. destination : mcdonald's drivethrough and wherever the night took them. perfect. the silence doesn't settle between them. somehow, there is always something to say, and he's thankful for that. silence made things awkward more often than not and it made him uncomfortable. ❛ what exactly are you wanting to know? ❜ his gaze drifts towards her once more, ❛ if you're asking if that girlfriend gossip on the magazines is true, it isn't. very single over here, and about to enjoy a mcdonald's trip and unplanned car karaoke session with you. between us, i think this is much better 'gossip'. ❜ he smiles, his foot down on the gas. he was careful, but enjoyed pushing the limits when he could.

was  she  alright?  well..  she  was  going  to  pretend  that  she  was  as  she  did  every  second  of  everyday.  acting  like  she  isn't  spreading  herself  too  thin  nor  overworking  herself.  it  was  a  lot,  but  sonny  felt  the  need  to  prove  herself.  at  least  for  tonight,  she  could  forget  about  it.  until  tomorrow  morning. 

“plug  in  my  phone?  oo,  letting  me  take  charge.  knew  you  would  cave  one  day.”  obviously  sonny  was  teasing  as  she  began  to  smile  again.  plugging  in  her  phone  as  she  scrolled  through  what  she  should  play.  once  she  decided,  she  pressed  play  before  setting  her  phone  down.  looking  out  the  window  before  turning  her  gaze  at  nate,  “tell  me..  anything  new  with  you?”

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it really had been long since they sang together, or stood in the same stage together. nate would argue he was nervous, but he was going to do something he was extremely skilled in, so he shouldn't be, right? although the exchange was sweet, it was cut short by miley practically dragging him inside and up the stairs. he recalls the drill — the literal visual change, and the time, this one took to apply to utmost perfection. glancing around her room, nate spots a guitar near the entrance, and decides that will be the one he'll be using for the night: miley's guitar.

reaching for it, nate grabs it quickly and settles down on the floor next to her bedroom door — he knows better than to stay inside the room and risk someone coming around and seeing him inside. ❛ i'll wait out here, with this if you don't mind. ❜ and maybe play a song or two as she began to get ready. ❛ can you talk me through your setlist? i wanna make sure i remember them all. ❜ he calls out, already fingerpicking an intro to one of her songs.

miley thought about how they broke up, all the pain she felt every single day that they were apart. and then there was the pain she felt when they were together but hardly spoke. nate had been right about how they had been distant, how they couldn't even respond to the other's text messages, phone calls that were never answered. it wasn't their faults. life had just somehow gotten in the way and at that time, they were different people that wanted different things. but now they were both two grown ups who had grown and matured. hearing him admit that he wanted miley there, it brought a big smile across her face. because hearing him admit everything to her now - it was everything that she had ever wanted. knowing that she had broken his heart just as hers was, it made the break up come back to her ten times worse. she felt everything again that she felt in that moment. but once thing would alway remain true, nate gray would always be the love of her life and there was never getting over that. ❝ absolutely! you can for sure borrow a guitar. i can't believe we're going to be on stage together. it's been so long since we sang together. ❞ feeling his arms around her again, it felt like home. he had always been her home. and she never wanted this feeling to go away. she just hoped that this time it was forever and that nothing and nobody would come between them again. because if miley had to deal with it a second time? she couldn't bear it. the first time when he left was bad enough and it took her years to pick up the pieces. ❝ thank you so much. coming from you, that means everything to me. i'm proud of you too, nate. you're an amazing superstar yourself. ❞ she noticed the time and realized it was getting late. she still needed to get into hannah mode and get ready. grabbing nate's hand, she tugged him upstairs with her.

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❛ i am glad you liked it. i thought this was the best song to offer you. the others... didn't sound as great for collaboration purposes. ❜ well, the others didn't have the same vibe this one did, and the lyrics weren't necessarily suited to her as these ones were. stepping towards the round table, nate grabs his own scribbled sheets and holds up what is his idea of how the song will be put together. ❛ i thought that maybe we could both step in, actually. i saw this thing that said first takes can be very useful when it comes to arrangements and figuring out what goes where. what do you think? ❜ and he's perfectly aware that he won't be able to see into that room if he's in the sound booth alone — and he wants to see her. nate wants to look her in the eye and sing her exactly what he hasn't been able to say, express thus far. ❛ i gotta say... i have been here many times, but today, i am pretty damn nervous. ❜

after gifting sonny ( @snnydcys ) a guitar for her birthday and sharing that he had some ideas for them to hit the studio, nate was a mixture of excitement and nervousness when the day actually came around. his paper work sat in front of him — words scribbled on to several sheets with arrows pointing in several directions as he tried to make sense of it. he had something, and he wanted to show her. when a knock on the door was heard, nate practically shot up, removed his headphones and headed towards the door. ❛ hey! good timing. i was just going over some touches on my end. did you manage to put something together with the instrumental i sent you? ❜ he could've sent a sample of his own verse and chorus, but he chose not to — she had to hear it from him.

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oh, she'd been paying attention to which guitars he'd bring out? nate can't help the small smile as he acknowledges such. ❛ it's my first one. got it with my first paycheck. ❜ that was why it looked a little rough and worn, but it played beautifully still. ❛ groupies? when have you seen me attract groupies? that's totally shane's thing. ❜ he counters playfully as he shifts gear, eyes trained on the road — especially now that he wasn't alone in the vehicle. ❛ are you able to give me some directions, or would you rather play it safe and put it up there on the sat nav? ❜

"I see it Nate, trust me, I won't break your guitar. I know how much it means to you." Alex would threaten them, but she'd never actually break any of his things on purpose. "That one is one of my favorite of the guitars i've seen so far." She couldn't tell if it was the colors, or the shape, or that you could tell he used it. That he put time into this particular one. "We have to find your keys, you can't go around driving this all the time. You'll have even MORE groupies." She teased. Alex may love him in leather, but he wasn't a sports car kind of guy. "... There is this perfect little spot about an hour from here. I go sometimes to be alone."

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Nick Jonas during "Cake by the Ocean" by DNCE

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after gifting sonny ( @snnydcys ) a guitar for her birthday and sharing that he had some ideas for them to hit the studio, nate was a mixture of excitement and nervousness when the day actually came around. his paper work sat in front of him — words scribbled on to several sheets with arrows pointing in several directions as he tried to make sense of it. he had something, and he wanted to show her. when a knock on the door was heard, nate practically shot up, removed his headphones and headed towards the door. ❛ hey! good timing. i was just going over some touches on my end. did you manage to put something together with the instrumental i sent you? ❜ he could've sent a sample of his own verse and chorus, but he chose not to — she had to hear it from him.

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NICK JONAS as Nate Kulina in Kingdom 1.01

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