Hello, so it was kind of a spur out of the moment.& I just really miss Jemi…and Niley :)
And in my own little head this is what I think is going on with Nick, Miley, Joe, and Demi and all those shizz.
So read, and tell me what you think -bats eyelashes- please?
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anyone, cuz pshhh if I did, I would probably be cuddling with Joe's hot body [hoping that Demi won't shank me], forcing Nick into UNDERWEAR MODELING , get Kanielle to adopt me…although I'm could practically be their sibling, and Miley&Demi?…yeah we'll be 'll be doing each other's nails and - oh right you want to read. hehehe. Silly me.
Joe's POV:
My brothers and I finished performing and now it was her turn. So instead of going to my dressing room and relax, I watched her dance around on stage.
She was so lost in the song, it seemed as though she had shut the world out. Seeing her like that made me smile, she was so beautiful. The way she swayed her hips to the beat of the song made my little buddy, or should I say big, happy.
Seeing her and her passion for music reminded of me of why I fell in love with her, and also how I broke her heart. Her sobs on the phone was still fresh in my mind.
"Take a picture, it last longer." Nick's voice startled me, causing me to jump a little and lose my train of thoughts. "Just take her back. I see the way you look at her. I know that look, Joe. You ain't fooling us with your player image."
I tore my gaze off of Demi. "What look?" I smirked.
"Like you're love struck. That look that you gave Camilla and look that Kevin gives Danielle. That look I give to -"
"-Miley?" I said interrupting him. He was my brother, I knew him inside and out. I knew when he was angry, happy, or in love.
"Look man, I'm just saying this because I don't want you to turn out like me." Nick sighed and took a seat on one of the back up amplifiers. "I kept her waiting. Hoping that she would always be there after every heartbreak I faced. I used her. I knew for the fact that no matter what I did, she would still be in love with me. I took her for granted and I lost her to someone that won't love her as much as I did…As much as I do now."
I looked at Nick and then at Demi, thinking about what he said.
"I just don't want you to wake up one day and see her in someone else's arms, knowing that those could've been you and her."
"Maybe it'll be for the best." I mumbled.
"What? You're seriously going to wait until another guy comes along to show you how much you really want her? How much you need her? I'm telling you this now…that path is scary. You turn into this cruel monster. You'll abandon her when she needs you the most, she'll do anything to get you back. She'll even end up hurting herself and her reputation. And on the end of that path, you'll end up being the loser. You've seen it before. In 2008. Miley defended me, she threw away all she had and started over. You may think that you're doing this because it's for the best but trust me, getting with her is the best. Did you see how she was after the break up? Her fake smiles and forced laughs? She even rebelled against what you wanted her to be! " Nick was right, I don't want to go down that path he took in 2008. That path the was practically labeled FOR FUTURE DOUCHES ONLY! "Joe, I know that you ended it because you were too scared that it will end like you and Camilla's relationship, I'm not stupid neither is she, but maybe taking risks are part of being in love." Nick stood up and straightened out his shirt. But before he left, I hear him mumble, "A risk I was too scared to take, look at me now. Make things right and get back with her." That was the thing though, I made things right already. It's just the whole getting back together part… It's not as easy as he makes it seems! Then again… it took him a whole year to make things right with Miley, to only screw it up again.
I turned my attention back to Demi and saw that she just finished bowing to the audience and made her way over to where I was.
"You did great tonight." I smiled. I handed her my water bottle and a towel.
"Thanks," she breathed out, she was still trying to stabilize her breathing back to normal. All that running for a five-foot-one, girl in three inch heels must be really tiring. I gave her a few seconds to breathe so we could have a conversation without her sounding like she's about to pass out.
Once her breathing was back to normal she looked at me and gave me that smile. It wasn't a smile that made me want to kiss her, although, I always want to kiss her. It was a smile that told me she needed something. Demi and I may have gone out for just a few months but I've known this girl for 3 years. I know all her smiles. Fifty four of them actually. "Hey Joe, can you do me a favor?" She batted her eyelashes.
"Uh-oh, this can't be good." I said jokingly.
"Haha! you're so funny, Joseph.I'm actually dying of laughter" she said sarcastically, lightly pushed my chest. "Anyway, are you in or not?"
"Hm… what do I get in return."
"Being in a car with me and Miley."
I raised my eyebrows at her. Did I hear that right? "Miley? That's not a good reward. You and Miley are just going to annoy the crap out of me." I chuckled.
"C'mon no one else is going to drive me and her flight is going to land in a few minutes. And besides, you can tease Nick about it." Oh so she's flying in? I guess I'm not going to be the only one whipped by their ex anymore…Now I remember the other reason why I fell in love with her, we loved to tease Nick about Miley.
I sighed and gave in. "Let me get my keys."
"Yay! You're the best! I'll be waiting by the exit." She started to skip down the dressing room halls like a little girl.
"She's got you whipped, my friend." Alyson patted my back and walked off.
"I know." I mumbled to myself.
"You. Make. Me feel like I'm living a. Teen. Age. Dream. The way you turn me on. I. Can't. Sleep. Let's run away and don't ever look back!" Demi and Miley loudly sang along to Katy Purry's new single Teenage Dream. Just as they were about to sing another verse I quickly turned off the radio.
"Hey!" Demi said, looking at me with a pout.
"I drove you to the airport and picked up Miley, just let me have a quiet drive back." I turned to her and she crossed her arms like a little girl. "C'mon don't be like that, Dems." I reached my right hand out and put it on her shoulder causing her to slap it away. "Dems…" I whined
She shook her head and let out a "humph" sound.
"Don't make me pull over."
"But I really liked the song." She whined, sounding like a little girl.
"As much as I like your little cute-ness, let's not forget I'm in the car. Unless you want barf all over your precious car, I would stop if I was you." Miley said, sticking her head between the gap of the driver's and passenger's seat.
"I dealt with it when you we're with Nick." I turned my head towards her and smirked.
"At least we were together." Wow, way to make things awkward Miles.
And making things more awkward, Demi giggled. "Good one, Miles!"
This is going to be a long ride.
I slowly entered Nick and I's suite, thinking that he would be asleep.
I tiptoed my way past the bathroom and saw that he was hunched over the small fridge in the kitchen, rummaging for something to drink.
"Sup bro."
Nick gave me a nod and opened his Genius Water [A/N: hehe i'm drinking smart water, but genius water sounds cooler] "So how was your midnight ride with Demi?" Nick gave me a playful smirk. He took a sip of some water. Perfect timing Nick, an evil voice said in my head.
"Don't remind me, her and Miley were being so immature." I smiled. And now for the countdown…5…4…3…2…1
"WHAT?" Nick choked on his water. Just perfect timing, I thought. I gave him a devious smile and sat on the couch in our room, grabbing the remote looking for the right channel.
No.
No.
No.
No.
HA! SUNNY WITH A CHANCE!
"D-did I hear you right? Did you just say-" He coughed.
"The 'M' word? Why, yes Nicholas.I did."
"Why is she here, not that I don't want her here. But you know I could've planned something and stuff."
I laughed at the sight of Nick babbling about the planning he could've done. "I guess I'm not the only one whipped anymore." I smirked at him.
About half way though SWAC, I saw Nick drumming his fingers on his bouncing knee. "She's in room 611" [A/N: hehe get 11? okay back to the story]
"What?" he laughed nervously, pretending to not know what I was talking about.
"I know that you want to see her, and so I told you her room number. Room 611."
"Thank's man." He smiled. Nick raced to the door, but before he left he walked back to the living room, blocking the TV. "Can I borrow a casual shirt. My clothes are in the bus" I examined his, shirtless and boxer look.
"It's not like she hasn't seen you like that before." I smirked. I knew about what went down at Georgia. Trust me, no brother wants to know how many boxes of condoms his little brother used in a three night-two day visit.
Nick narrowed his eyes and left.
Nick's POV:
I walked fast down the halls trying not to be caught half naked by anyone, especially by a fan. Been through that, never going to go again. It took me FOREVER to convince them not to let the picture surface the internet.
605
607
609
611!…here goes nothing, I thought.
I unsurely knocked on the door, not knowing if it was a prank or not.
Knock-knock.
no answer
Knock-knock.
still no answer
Knock-knock.
Stay cool Nick, maybe she's doing something. Shower…yeah she's in the shower. Oh that heated shower sex in Georgia. Uh-oh…. stay down boy stay! Just think about cold showers. VERY COLD SHOWERS.
Knock-knock.
I wonder what's taking her so long. WHAT IF SHE'S DOING THE NASTY WITH LIAM… No, Miley would never do that. And besides, Miley's nice and cares about her boyfriend's health… Bringing that Australian giant here would probably his acting life ended early by yours truly.
Knock-knock. Still no answer. I sighed. I knew it was too good to be true. Stupid, Joe and his pranks.
I turned around and headed back to the elevator, but before I could press the up button, I heard a giggle from another opening elevator. Great. Company.
"Nick, is that you?" the voice said, approaching me. But that's not just any voice. It was her voice! "Niiick, I know it's you. Those tacky black piano notes boxers can only belong to you…They're my favorite remember"
Oh how can I not forget. This boxer has some history, if you know what I mean. "Miley, hey." I turned around scratching my neck from embarrassment.
She giggled shook her head and giggle. "So what brings you to my floor?"
"Uh, I came to visit you. But no one answered the door."
"NO KIDDING! I went to your floor to visit you, but Joe told me that you were visiting me… So do you still want to hang, or you're too tired?"
"I don't know, all that knocking got me tired." I pretended to let out a loud yawn.
I felt her hand lightly push my chest "Jerk." she giggled.
"You know you love it."
"Yeah, cuz it's so charming." She joked back.
"It's part of the whole Prince Charming thing."
She giggled at the nickname she gave me. "C'mon Prince Charming, we don't want a crazed fan to rape you."
"Lead the way Cinderella." I bit my lip in a seductive way.
"You're so gross." She said walking ahead, towards the hall where her room was.
"Don't act like you haven't done anything sexual, Ms. BeachSex."
She took out the room key and slid it down the slot, waiting for the light to turn green. "That was one time and you, sir, was the one that seduced me."
I faked a gasp. "Me?" She giggled at my act and sat on the king sized bed, patting the spot next to her. "Honey, I think anyone would seduce a girl with a very itsy, bitsy, polka dot bikini." I sat down next to her, and pulled the covers over my lap.
"Haven't changed, have we Nicholas?" she wiggled her eyebrows at me.
"Not. One. Bit, Miley Ray."
So how was that for the first chapter :P
Niley's such a flirt riiiighht!
And don't you just love Nick's consience…we should name him. suggestions?
So most of you are probably wondering where the Aussie-Hottie is. Well I haven't really decided where he should be ahahahah.
me what you I continue ? or it sucks and I have to go under my rock again?