Attached – Joined; Connected; Bonded.

Possessive - Demanding someone's total attention and love.

Nicholas sat on the old wood stool sipping his peppermint flavored coffee frequently as the sound of children laughing and tossing snow in the air would fill his entire house, he felt alone he always had but this time of the year was the time of feeling extra alone. His family was all the way in Virginia and they wouldn't be down till the 21st of December so till then he filled his mind with nothing but the haunting sounds of families and togetherness something he desperately wanted of his own. In the community Nicholas was a shy, quiet character he never spoke until spoken too, he never waved unless waved too. To some he was weird, living in a community of only families and him being alone and by himself, don't even get him started on the amount of times soccer moms would come over throwing themselves at him.

But he never paid attention to any of them.

There was one girl who he really wanted attention from, he felt attached to her in a way he had never felt before he suddenly felt the urge to leave his house and go down to that bakery she worked at just to see her face.

So that's what he did; jumped up from his seat grabbed his car keys and coat just to open the door and be jumped awakened by the rushing wind and piles of snow falling down over his lawn and car. Nick sat patiently in his car for a brief ten minutes following the girls every move as to him she glided greeting customers with her goddess face, smiling and laughing at any joke a customer would make. Nick felt courage come inside of his dull body as he got out of his car; with every footstep his beat up converse made towards the bakery was like walking towards his death, this girl is the death of him. Nick gently pulled the door open and the smell of freshly baked cookies, cakes and pies overwhelmed his 23 year old body. He gazed around seeing the usual crowd off into their own worlds. He let his feet guide him over towards an empty booth towards the back that gave off the perfect view of the lake, Nick never really caught on that everytime he seemed to come here this booth was always empty.

He was off into his own world that he didn't hear the sounds of the goddess's boots making their way towards the handsome young man.

"Hi Nick." She spoke so softly Nick almost couldn't hear her; he looked up letting his dull coffee eyes, meet her lively beryl ones. She was so beautiful, she deserved her own word to describe such beauty she beheld her lips were so full and lovely Nicholas could imagine himself kissing her all day long, he was a man so after all he could not help himself from staring at her breast they were such perfected size as they peaked out a little from her white v-neck.

"H-Hi Miley." He was never one to stutter but she just took his breath away, she gently bit down on her bottom lip as she rocked gently back and forth in her boots.

"I think I know what you what." Nicholas tried so hard to contain the grin but couldn't help it.

"And what is that?" Nicholas watched her lovely heart shaped face light up with the color of light red.

"One cup of coffee, two sugars, peppermint flavored milk, one sugar free apple pie ala mode with a scoop of ice cream warmed up." Nicholas's heart nearly melted she was just so adorable.

"Then I guess you know me well." Nicholas's ears singed of joy as he heard her giggle, she was such a delight, a true angel. They shared some sort of passion for one another but as you have guessed it too shy to own up to such feelings, Nicholas has always felt Miley deserved better than the sad, pitiful excuse of a man he believed he was.

"I'll be right back." Miley skipped off happily to go collect Nicholas' order. Nicholas sat in silence trying his hardest to block out the sound of everyone else and focus on the snow, Nicholas was different than everyone else he knew it, they knew it, his parents knew it.

But they didn't exactly know how.

Or why he was so different, hell even Nicholas didn't even know. But he kne-

"Excuse me." Nicholas turned his head up to see a red headed girl standing over him, "Hello! Sorry to bother you but I was wondering if I could borrow some sugar." She gestured her hand over and Nicholas nodded to her, she began climbing in the opposite side of the booth, Nicholas going back to gazing outside at all the snow in front of him.

"Beautiful sight eh?" the red head girl was now sitting across from him sugar in her hand and a bright smile across her red lips, Nicholas didn't want to be bothered for all he wanted to see was his Miley. HIS.

"Ugh yeah it's magical." Nicholas turned his face back towards the window hoping to lay little hints that he didn't want to be bothered by this girl.

"Sometimes I imagine running out there no coat, no shoes and just playing." Nicholas was suddenly feeling annoyed, she wouldn't go away! She just kept talking!

Miley rounded the corner of her bakery a huge grin on her face as she carried Nick's tray with his favorites on it, she spent most of those minutes fixing herself for the young man in the restroom and those final two minutes gathering his food together she wanted to wait a little longer having him wondering and maybe giving her some conversation time with him, but finally she couldn't take it. She made her way slowly to Nick's table when she saw an unfamiliar red head sitting at his table, she felt somewhat enraged. They were sharing laughs, and judging by the girls face Nicholas was being pretty hilarious, she stomped over and the girl's laughter suddenly stopped.

She was flirting with what was hers. HERS.

"Oh hello, I should uhm get back to by table thanks for the sugar again." She waved goodbye and smile gently at Miley who seemed to not take so kindly to her. Miley slammed down Nicholas's she saw that it splashed a little over the table but did not care.

"Peppermint coffee." Miley muttered as pure venom reeked from her voice, she then slammed down his pie and ice cream seeing it move a little and shake the table.

"And pie."

Nicholas looked up to see her beryl eyes once filled with happiness and bliss now filled with anger and hurt, Nicholas watched her stomp away without getting the chance to get say thanks. He sat there awkwardly feeling ashamed and hurt, he should have never talked to that girl anyway maybe she wouldn't be so mad at him. He should have just ignored her and maybe Miley would still talk to him. Nicholas pulled out his wallet tossed a twenty he slid out of the booth and made his way towards the front door.

Miley watched his entire moves and felt horrible about her attitude towards him, it wasn't his fault she should have never behaved that way. Miley heard the bell chime and looked up to see Nicholas walking out of her front door.

"Nick wait!" She ran after him but it was top late he was getting in his car and driving back to his house.

"NICK!" She now picked up her pace letting her boots carry her as far as she could go in the cold snowy weather, but she was still too slow. She slowed down and watched the love of her life pull off.

But best believe Nicholas is HERS. Just like Miley Ray is HIS.

New story lol I guess this is kind of my way back into fanfiction, I had to take some time off regroup, get it together and now I think I'm ready. I'm gonna be taking down Nobody Likes The Light I felt that at the beginning I started off strong then started lagging, so I wanna take it down rewrite it and make it better. This story will be my one and only story for December because I really like this. Please review it would make me so happy xoxoxo