So I figured I'd try out this whole fanfiction thing with a new story... Hope you enjoy! xo.

Disclaimer: I own none of the following people named in this story. They are simply characters. The only thing that belongs to me is the storyline.

"Walls of insincerity, shifting eyes and vacancy vanished when I saw your face... All I can say is it was enchanting to meet you." - Enchanted, Taylor Swift.

Chapter One

Miley

I stepped into Starbucks with Taylor and glanced around. It was lunch hour which meant Starbucks was packed to its rim. I brushed some stray hairs that had fallen out of my professional looking bun away from my face and stepped behind my blonde friend in line, glancing at the menu even though I already knew exactly what I planned on getting. I was grateful it was Thursday and I didn't work Fridays because I'd had an exhausting week and I was ready for the weekend.

I moved up in line and crossed my arms that were covered by the beige blouse, tucked into a black pencil skirt that hugged my thighs. As I glanced at the person in front of me I noticed it was your cliché looking New York business man. Fully decked out in a designer suit and shoes that probably cost more than my entire outfit, his hair perfectly gelled.

Taylor and I exchanged a glance because we had an inside joke about laughing at these corporate executives and the lives they lived. Needless to say, neither of us was exactly happy with our cubicle jobs but heck, it paid the rent and left us enough money to buy our southern mama's a nice Christmas present.

Just as I was about to open my mouth and say something to Taylor about the situation, I felt something heavy smash against my toe and gasped in pain, "Ow!"

"I'm sorry!"

I looked up to see that Mr. Fully Decked Out In A Designer Suit And Shoes That Probably Cost More Than My Entire Outfit had turned around to face me with an apologetic look on his face, "I'm so sorry." He said again and shot me a warm smile, "This place is so crowded."

"It's fine." I responded, returning his smile with a small one of my own.

"No, no. I really stepped hard." He said back, blinking his long eyelashes over his dark chocolate brown orbs. That was the first thing I always noticed if it was there. Brown eyes. "Let me make it up to you by buying you a coffee." He continued.

Damn, a free coffee just for stepping on my toe? I was about to open my mouth to argue when Taylor mumbled something into my ear, "He's flirting with you, dummy."

I glanced at her and she gave me one of her knowing looks before smirking slightly. I looked back at the tall man in front of me and slowly gave him a nod, "Um, okay."

A few moments later I was standing by the coffee pickup counter holding my cinnamon latte as designer suit guy (who'd identified himself with a name as simple as "Nick") spilled some sugar into his own coffee (seriously. That's all it was. A coffee. How boring?). "Thanks." I said to him, watching his strong-looking hands slip the cover back onto his cup.

Nick's eyes darted back to my own and he shot me one of his warm smiles again, "Don't thank me. I might've broken your toe."

"Yeah, maybe I should sue you." I responded in a half-joking tone and looked down at my heels that I'd gotten at Payless. Trust me, dude, I could probably sell these for twice the price I bought them at, now that you rubbed some of your designer-ness onto them.

I heard him laugh and found myself enchanted by the sound, looking back up at his face again which was watching me with an intense look, "I'm not kidding." I added and couldn't help but laugh as well.

"Maybe you should." He answered in the same half-joking tone before his voice went back to normal, "Or instead of that, you can let me take you out sometime?"

Man, this guy did not beat around the bush, did he? He's known me for like, 3 seconds and he's already asking me out.

"Sorry, I'm married." I answered seriously and watched his face fall slightly, his eyes immediately moving down to my left hand. I let out a loud laugh and shook my head, "Just kidding. I'd love to."

His eyes travelled back up to mine and a smirk creeped onto his face, "That was cruel. I was about to kill myself for hitting on a married woman."

I let out another giggle, "Oh, so you are hitting on me." I said and grabbed a napkin out of one of the napkin holders, pulling a pen out of my purse at the same time. He laughed again and I smiled as I leaned down, jotting my number down onto the napkin before handing it to him.

Nick looked down at the number, his eyes scanning across the napkin before he looked back up at my face and grinned cheekily, "I'll call you." He paused, "You know, if I'm ever in the mood of, like, swelling up someones toe."

I couldn't help the blush that crawled onto my cheeks as I smiled back at him, "I'll be waiting for the call." I said. And it wasn't until I was walking back down the busy street towards my building that I realized it was true.

"And Miley was like smiling the whole time." Taylor finished, having just recapped Selena with the whole story of what had happened in Starbucks.

"Oh my gosh! Mileys' got a date with a rich business dude!" Selena shrieked and her and Taylor started squealing. I laughed at my two best friends shenanigans and shook my head, turning away as my cell phone started buzzing.

I answered it without a glance at the caller ID, a habit I had picked up from growing up in the south. "Hello?" I answered brightly. I couldn't help my good mood, but could you blame me… Really?

"Miley?" I instantly tensed up when I recognized the voice, "It's Nick."

Selena and Taylor were both watching me intently and I mouthed to them "It's him" causing both of them to go back to their squealing but this time silently, as not to embarrass me.

"Oh, Nick. Hey." I answered coolly, trying to disguise the excitement in my tone although I don't think I did a very good job at it. I glanced at the clock. 3:10. It's only been like two hours since I last saw him… Geez. This boy just gets right to it, doesn't he?

"It's too soon to call, isn't it?" I laughed slightly at his desperate tone, "My friend told me it was too soon to call but I didn't listen and now I feel like an idiot—" He rambled.

"Nick, relax." I cut him off with a small giggle, "It's not too soon." I imagined the smile that adorned his face at that moment and couldn't help but smile as well, leaning back into my chair.

"Oh." He seemed relieved, "Good…"

"Mhm." I bit my lip and started playing with the hem of my skirt, crossing my legs, "So, uh, is there a reason why… You're calling?"

"Right!" He responded as if he'd just remembered that he'd called for a reason. I held my breath, waiting for him to speak again, "I was calling to make sure that, like, we were still on for… Our date."

"I'm starting to think you really don't want to get sued, huh?" I laughed again and looked at Selena and Taylor who were just watching me, "Yeah, we're still on."

Nick chuckled, "Are you, uh, free tomorrow night?"

"Well, let me just check my planner of all the dates I have planned with guys who crush my poor toes…" I responded with a giggle, "Yeah, I'm free."

"Great!" He sounded way too happy, which made my stomach flutter with excitement. God, has it really been that long since I've had a date? "How about you text me your address and I'll pick you up at 6?"

"Will do." I answered and bit my lip to hold back my smile even though he obviously couldn't see me, "Bye, Nick."

"Bye, Miley." He said and I heard his melodic laugh one more time before the line went dead.

I glanced back at my two best friends who were waiting with expectant looks on their faces and finally let my face break out into a grin, "Tomorrow night at 6."

i know this was short but it's the first chapter so bear with me. :) please review, i'd appreciate it! xo.