"Miley you need to stop crying, he's not worth your tears," Demi exclaimed, wiping away tear stains that had formed on my face.
I looked at her with solemn eyes, "It's kind of hard, especially when it's the love of your life."
Demi shook her head in frustration, "You don't know what you're talking about Miley, you're only seventeen and you still have a long life ahead of you before you find 'the one.' Just because Nick was your first boyfriend, it doesn't mean that you were going to be together forever."
"You just don't understand how I feel about him, Demi," I protested, running out of the bathroom stall.
I could feel the weight of the world slowly being placed on my shoulders, as I fell to the floor sobbing, one hundred times harder than before. Glancing at the girl dressed in the short shorts and the leather crocodile boots, he calmly walked over to her and placed his arm around her shoulder. My heart began to drop as I saw them kiss, the place where all the dreams I've dreamed have been crushed.
"Can't wait to see you tonight, sweetie," I heard Nick whisper in her ear, followed by a wink.
"Mhm," Selena began to sigh dreamily, as he walked away.
He had zoomed right passed me without any second thoughts. The smell of his Tommy Hilfiguer cologne tickled my nose and it only made the situation worse, bringing me back to the times where I was the one who could snuggle up to him and get lost in his scent for days on edge. How could he have moved on so fast?, I thought to myself, It's only been a day and he already had the next girl in line, preparing to break her heart just like he had done once to mine.
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The soft drizzle of rain and the continued howling of wind surronded me, as someone else's arms wrapped around me which caused me to vigorously turn around.
"Don't worry, you're in good hands now," Joe gently murmured into my ear, kissing the top of my head.
"Thank you," I responded, causing my voice to crack.
He pulled me up into his arms and ran to the end of the block, where his white brick house stood aganist the now harder falling raindrops coming from the dark gray clouds in the sky.
"Just remember that my brother is a complete asshole," Joe tightened his grip on my body, entering through the snow white colored front door.
I let out a quiet giggle, as the last tear fell from my eyes, "Wouldn't imagine of forgetting it."
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"What the hell is she doing here?" Nick asked, glaring at the figure that lay across from his bed.
"She's here because she needed someone to help her when she was going through a rough time, which was caused by your pointless actions," Joe explained, beginning to rub my back as I quietly sobbed.
Nick rolled his eyes, not having a care in the world, "Well then, I guess she's your problem now because I'm done with her and her stupid games."
"She's not a problem and the only one playing games was yourself, Nick. You never really took the time, like I have, to realize that she's something special because you were to busy with all your other little sluts," Joe gritted his teeth, rapidly loosing his temper.
"Whatever, I have better things to do then sit here and listen to you ramble on about nothing," Nick smirked, walking out of their shared bedroom.
"Good, because nobody wanted you here anyway," he hissed over the slamming of the front door.
My eyes were tightly closed, looking as though I was in a deep sleep of some sort. His thumb wiped away the tear that still lay on my eyelash and the stain of my mascara that outlined the underneath of my eyes.
He grabbed my hand and gave it a small squeeze, "I'm not going anywhere Miley, I'll always be on your side, through thick and thin, forever."
With all the strength that remained inside of me, I squeezed back and traced the words 'Me too' on the palm of his hand.