Chapter 1
A/N Hello lovely people. So this is my first story ever! I have no idea where to begin, or what I'm going to do. But I got this idea, and I love niley with everything in me. So why not give it a shot? Bear with me, I have no idea how to start a story.
It was a Wednesday, but it wasn't just any Wednesday. Do you have any idea how long I've been waiting for this day to happen? Ten months. Ten scary months. It all started a little over a year ago, the day my boyfriend of over a year broke the news to me. He would be going to Iraq. I screamed, cried, yelled but nothing helped. He was going, leaving me here. And who was I to stop him?
The day of saying goodbye came around, and it was harder than I ever could have imagined. We were at the airport, staring into each other's eyes, realizing this was it. He was leaving.
"Are you coming back?" I asked him hesitantly, looking down.
"Baby, look at me." He lifted my chin so I was staring into his eyes again. "I will come back. Just wait for me. Promise me you'll wait for me."
I smiled. Yeah right, like I was going to replace him. "I'll always wait for you." He leaned in and kissed me gently.
Those were the last words we spoke to each other before he got on the plane, the plane that would take him away for me. For now. I watched him walk away, tears streaming down my face. He turned around and smiled at me. "I love you, Miley." he yelled. Before I could even answer his back was facing me again. He was really leaving.
"I love you too." I whispered.
I felt two arms surrounding me, pulling me into a hug. I looked up to see Joe staring down at me.
"He will be fine, Miles. He'll be back before you know it."
I didn't say anything, instead I just cried.
And here I was. Waiting at LAX airpoirt. After ten months, millions of tears and a quick phone call from Iraq every now and then. I was finally going to be able to feel his arms around me again. To feel his lips on mine. I straightened out my white vneck before looking at the door he was supposed to be coming through any minute. Technically it was nick's vneck, but I pretty much wore his clothes every single day during the months he was gone. They didn't even smell like him anymore. But that didn't matter anymore, because in a couple of minutes I would be able to hold him again. I wouldn't need his shirts to smell his scent.
My daydream about nick's scent was interrupted by Denise, pulling my arm roughly. "Miley, look!"
I looked up to see a curly haired boy storming through the door. Before I could even take all of this amazing information in, I was scooped up in the air, feeling kisses being planted all over my face.
I giggled before really taking the time to look at him. He was standing so close to me, I could see every tiny detail about his face. I lifted up my hand to touch his freckles, then I moved my hand up and dug my hands into his hair. You have no idea how much I missed those curls.
He smiled and put his hands on my waist. "You waited." was all he said before I closed the small gap between us. I felt him smiling into our kiss.
We stood there kissing for a few minutes until I heard Paul's voice.
"We know you guys missed each other, but we should really be heading home. We already got your luggage." He said while smiling at us.
Nick let go of me and walked over to his parents and brothers. After he hugged all of them he walked back over to me, intertwining our hands while walking out of the airport.
We had so much to talk about, but I didn't care at the moment. I just wanted to walk next to him while holding his hand. Nothing mattered at the moment.
He was home. He was safe. He was mine.
AH I finally put up the first chapter, and I'm really insecure about this. It's really short, I want to make the chapters a lot longer in the future.
Ok so another short summary of the story, I hope you will like/understand it. So nick joined the army and was sent off to Iraq, but some things changed. You will find out laterrrrr hehe!