You're better than the best
Miley was never a girl to seek attention. She hated attention, actually. She didn't like being in the spotlight. And she let everyone know. Which drew attention towards her but she didn't care about that. She just wanted people to know about her not liking the attention.
She was insecure about a lot of things. One of them being her body. She thought it was horrible - others thought it was hot. But she never believed them. She had curves and the other girls didn't. What Miley didn't know was that the others wanted her curves while she wished them away.
Another problem for her was that no one told her that she was good. Like, good at anything. She always believed that whatever she did, she did something wrong. Well, no one told her… until he showed up. He was always there, actually, but he decided that it was time to let her know. Let her know how much worth she was.
Well, he was her boyfriend. Of four years - they started dating the day the met which was the first day of High School. And now, in Senior Year, everybody knew they would be together for the long run. And he was the one who had enough of her insecurities. Not in the bad way of enough. He just wanted to let her know how much she was worth.
It was a hot summer day. He was over at her house just like the rest of the school. They were having this summer party before Senior Year would end and they had this little competition between some of them. Unfortunately for Miley, she had to be in this competition because she was part of the cheerleading squad.
He was on the same team as her. And so far, every game they played… Miley lost. She lost every single game and she was embarrassed as hell. She couldn't help it though. Cheerleader captain or not, she was clumsy. And most of them games consisted of running, jumping or some other kind of motion.
At almost the end of this competition, Miley didn't want to be a part of it anymore because others found it hilarious how often she fell or messed up. Well, one person never laughed. One person felt bad for her. Yup, her very own boyfriend.
Miley was seated at the edge of her pool, her feet sticking into it. She had her eyes closed and let the sun beat down on her. The others were laughing behind her and didn't seem to notice that she wasn't there. And she was actually happy that they didn't seem to notice - she didn't want to talk to anyone. But someone - her boyfriend and best friend, he was both at the same time - sat down next to her.
"Why are you over here, Miles?" Miley looked at him with a kind of sad expression.
"I suck at everything we did today. I lost every game I had to do. You won all of them. What does that tell you? I'm the worst… I don't know what ever." He shook his head and put a strand of hair behind her ear.
"No, you're not the worst of anything, baby." Miley sighed a little and put her head on his shoulder.
"You have to say that, you're my boyfriend. Besides, I do suck at the things we did today." He chuckled and put an arm around her shoulders, pulling her closer.
"Well, what we did was not really… normal stuff. It's not important to be able to do." Miley shrugged and looked up at him.
"You're so cute, Nicky." He kissed her nose and shook his head.
"I don't want to be cute, though. Can you say I'm hot?" Miley giggled and nodded.
"Of course I can say it. The question is if I want to." Nick chuckled.
"Well, I'm pretty sure you want to." Miley shook her head slowly.
"No, you have to earn that word." Nick's forehead furrowed as he thought about what he would have to say so she would call him hot. That's when he found the right words to tell her.
"You're better than the best.Sometimes I feel like I'm not worth it to be with you because you are so… perfect. You're nice to everyone. Your smile brightens my day. And I love you with everything in me." Miley looked at him with big eyes before she kissed him deeply.
"You're hot." Nick chuckled and kissed her again.
"Yeah, that's my goal." Miley giggled and looked over her shoulder to see that the last game has started.
"Okay, let's go embarrass myself one last time." She stood up and reached for Nick's hand. He grabbed it and together they walked over to the group. The last game was the easiest one so far. Just throw the ball into the basked. The only problem was that Miley sucked at basketball. That was until Nick leaned forward to whisper in her ear.
"Remember, you're better than the best." Miley smiled brightly and easily got the ball into the basked. She turned around, squealed and hugged Nick. He laughed and hugged her back. She jumped out of his arms and kissed him.
"Thank you, Nicky!" He chuckled and kissed her again.
"You're welcome… but that was all you." Miley rolled her eyes and turned to her friends, talking to them excitedly how Nick made her feel better after she didn't want to do the game anymore. The girls 'awed' at the little recap on Nick's speech Miley did. Nick smiled at his girlfriend as he put an arm around her waist. She glanced up at him for a second and smiled before she continued talking to her best friends.
She really is better than the best, he thought and kissed her temple, making Miley smile more than before while she still talked.