Hey everyone! This is going to be my longest Niley story that I've written so far. I am going to be making very long chapters about Nick and Miley and the relationship that they used to have, which unfortunately means that it will take extra long to write them. I'm so sorry if you like shorter ones, but this one is very long. This chapter went onto I think the fifth maybe sixth page of my Microsoft Word Writer program, when usually the stories/ chapters that I write only go onto the second or at most, the third page.
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I sat in my bedroom and looked at the picture that I had on my cell phone of him kissing me on the cheek, both of us smiling wildly without a care in the world. A tear rolled down my cheek as I sighed and knew that things would never be the same between us. Everything had changed. Everything was different now. I knew that I had fallen out of love so long ago, but I never thought that I would be this lonely without him. I heard a knock on the door and saw my best friend Selena walk through the door.
"Hey, Miley, I just got your message. I'm so sorry." Selena said as she walked over to me and sat next to me on my bed. More tears rolled down my face as I started to sob. She rubbed her hand in circles on my back as I cried.
"I'm going to miss him so much!" I sobbed into my hands.
"Come on, Miles, it's not like he died. It's just some stupid breakup. You've done this before, and he'll get over it before you know it, and you'll be back together in no time at all. I've seen you two do this before, and it'll be fine." Selena said, trying to comfort me, but it was only making everything worse. This was a different fight than usual. I didn't even know why he broke up with me this time, and I didn't know why he was so much more serious this time. He didn't even give me a reason for the way that he was acting, the way that he dumped me.
"It's different this time. We're not going to get back together." I said, "And the worst part is that I don't even know why..." I said as I slumped down onto my pillow and cried into it. Selena sighed. She didn't seem to be helping with my sorrows as much as she used to, but I was too consumed in my self pity to care about her.
"Miles, I can't do this. I can't be around you when you're like this right now." She said.
I sat up and looked at her in horror. "I need you right now!" I screamed at her a little too harshly, but she was leaving me in my time of need! I had just had the most devastating break up of my life!
"I can't do this anymore! You and Nick have broken up four times, and you've always gotten back together. Why should I treat you nice and all when I know it's all for nothing?" She asked me, yelling like she was more upset than I was. I couldn't believe what she was doing, and my face was frozen in pure disbelief. She was humiliating me in my own home. I thought that she was supposed to be my friend, but what friend leaves you when you really need the comfort? What kind of friend really does that?
"Well I don't want to be around you if you're going to be like this either, so just go." I said and slammed myself down onto my bed and into pillow to sob even more, feeling the pillow absorb the tears that were rolling continuously from my eyes. I felt her get off my bed and stand up as she looked at me. I cried even more. I heard her sigh tiredly and her walk away to the door. I heard the door shut behind Selena as she left, and I cried even more once I heard her start walking down the stairs. Just what I needed. A fight with friend and a break up all in the same hour.
ONE YEAR LATER
Demi sat down on my new rug as she looked around my room, smiling wildly at the new furniture that was set in my room. "I love it! Oh, you're so lucky your parents let you redo your room!" She said. She wrinkled her nose as she looked at the new collage of pictures that covered my entire wall behind my bed.
"Thanks!" I said, loving my new room too.
"Oh my gawd, Miles..." She said as she stood up and looked at a picture on the wall that I had set just a few days before.
"What?" I asked.
"Look at this, girl, look." She said, motioning me over to where she was looking at on my wall. I saw her pointing to my wall, and underneath her finger was a picture of me, her, Selena, Nick, Joe, and Kevin. I cringed at the sight of the picture again. We were so happy in the picture. I was on Nick's back, Demi on Joe's, and Selena on Kevin's as the boys gave us piggy back rides. We were best friends. All of us: best friends forever. Nick and I were dating back then. Looking at the picture, I didn't know why I even posted the picture on my wall in the first place. I put my fingers at the edges of the photograph and attempted to pull it away from the glue that had it attached to my wall, but Demi's hand flattened mine so that my palm was flat against my bedroom wall.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"I'm taking the picture off. I don't know why I put this old thing on here anyways. Selena and the boys aren't friends with us anymore, Dem, and I don't need to be reminded of the worst day of my life." I said.
"You know it wasn't that bad." She said.
"Wasn't that bad? It was tragic for me. Honestly, I'm still not over the whole thing."
"Miley..." She said, "Nick was a jerk. Cheating on you with Selena was the lowest thing that he's ever done. I know he regrets it too. He only broke up with you because he wanted to be with Selena, but he never even knew her. He only really loved you."
"I still don't know how Selena could call us best friends back then why she was really sneaking around with my boyfriend. My boyfriend. Ugh!" I groaned. Remembering back on the day, I should have known that Selena was trying to steal Nick from me. She knew the whole time why he broke up with me for her, and when I texted her because I needed her comfort, she just hurt me even more, and we never spoke afterward. She and Nick still dated, and they never stopped, but Nick always seemed so different. I never spoke to him either, but I saw them at school. He looked absolutely miserable even when he was with Selena.
"She was a real flaky friend; we've been through this whole thing before. Let's not relive our two weeks in best friend back stabbing hell, Miley. I'm over it, and you should be too." Demi said as she patted me in the back.
"I wish I could get over it. Maybe a little more time."
"You've had a year."
I put my hands on my hips and walked over to the freshly painted door to my room, "It was devastating to me. If it happened to you, I wouldn't have been grilling you like you're grilling me, Demi." I opened the door to the bedroom and walked out with Demi trailing me.
"Hey, it's not even a big deal. It's over." She said.
"I know, but I think it really mentally hurt me and emotionally killed me. I lost my love, my boyfriend, Nick, at the same time that I lost my girl, my best friend, Selena. I felt so alone. I thought there was really nothing left to live for." I blinked, remembering the terrible times that I had recently gone through. Tears were welling up in my eyes as I tried not to blink, tried not to let the tears fall down my face. Demi followed me as I walked down the stairs and into my basement where the party was happening. I opened the door to the basement and we both walked down the stairs to see that the four people that we had invited were now sitting in a circle with two spaces empty for Demi and I to sit down in. "What are we doing?" I asked.
Emily smiled, "We were going to play truth or date."
"Truth or date?" Demi asked.
I turned to her to explain that it was only truth or dare, only the choices are truth, where someone asks a question and you must answer it truthfully, and date, where you have to list three people at the school that you would like the date.
"Cool." Demi said. "I'm in."
"Yeah, I'm in too." I said as I looked at the rest of the group that consisted of Emily, Demi, me, Ashley, Vanessa, and Taylor.
Vanessa said, "Okay, Demi, you get to go first so... Truth or date?"
"Date, definitely!" Demi said quickly, giggling at the thought of saying the boys that she thought were cute, "You guys know I'm boy crazy, so this could be really hard to only say three names!" She laughed as she thought of the boys' names to say, "Okay, okay, Cody Linley for sure," she said as the whole room erupted in laughter, "Zac Efron, sorry, Vanessa." she said as Vanessa made a face of jealousy. "And probably Mitchel Musso."
"You know I like him!" Emily screamed, but then covered her mouth because Ashley, Vanessa, and Taylor didn't know the secret that Emily tried so hard to conceal. Demi and I laughed as Emily turned bright red and started giggling too.
Vanessa and Ashley made a lot of comments about how adorable that they would be together, but I instead asked Taylor, "Tay, truth or date?"
"Date."
I laughed, "Okay, shoot!"
She smiled, embarrassed, "Okay, I think I'd like to go out with Cody just like Demi said, and I think David Henrie is the cutest boy ever. Here's the embarrassing ones too..." she said, turned red too, "Okay, Joe." She said really quickly, hoping we wouldn't hear her say the name of her ex-boyfriend. We all giggled.
Ashley said to me, "Miley, truth or date?"
"Umm, I'll choose truth."
Demi smiled at me and winked. Ashley pondered the thought and then asked, "Okay, who was your first kiss?"
"Easy, Nick Jonas." I said.
"Nick?" Ashley asked. "I thought you guys went out like last year! You had your first kiss late!" She said and Vanessa nodded in agreement.
"I was fifteen! I kissed him before we even went out, and a few months later, we started dating. I just thought he was the cutest boy that I had ever saw in my entire life, and even to this day, I still love him." I said.
"You still love him?" Taylor asked in shock.
"I do." I said. "I... I really do," I said, this time without any thought about it, "I don't think that I have ever not loved him from the moment that I kissed him. I've always loved him. Always. Always will, always have..." I said, things clicking my mind. It all started to make more sense than before. I loved Nick Jonas. I had always loved him. Why did I let him slip away? Why didn't I even talk to him after he ended the relationship? I sank lower in my seat on the floor.
"Oh, Miley!" Vanessa said, leaning over and hugging me, "If you could do it all over again, would you have done it all differently?"
I nodded, "Of course." I said, "I love him. I would have stopped him and Selena from ever sneaking around behind my back so that they could do things together. I would have told Selena that she was just dirt to me, dead to me, and I would have told Nick that I didn't wan him to slip out of my hands, but of course, that's out of the question now. I haven't talked to Selena or Nick in a little over a year, and I bet Nick's forgotten all about me. He seems very happy with Selena." I said, trying to stop myself from getting upset. I didn't want to cry at me own party. "Okay, moving on..." I said, taking a napkin to dab my tears.
X
Nick tapped his guitar with his pencil as he thought of the lyrics to write on the notebook that he had laying next to him on his bed. He tapped his yellow writing utensil over the shining wood on his guitar and thought of the past experiences that had happened to him for inspiration, but all that he could think of was the situation between him, Selena, and Miley, and it made him sink down. "If the heart is always searching..." He said quietly as he sat up and wrote the words onto the notebook that he had next to him, "can it ever find a home?" he said, writing the words out slowly, thinking of words to follow. He was on a roll, "I've been looking for that someone. I'll never make it on my own..." He said quietly, still thinking of more things to write down on the paper.
He heard his iPhone ring, and he reached back to grab it on his nightside table. "Hello?" He asked, and he was disappointed to hear that it was only Selena that was disrupting his wonderful train of thought on the great song that he was trying to write.
"Hey, Nick, what are you doing?" Selena asked.
"What? Oh, nothing. I'm just thinking. Writing a song, you know?" He said, putting his pencil down and getting settled in his bed.
"Oh, thinking? Writing a song? What are you thinking about? What's the song about?" She asked, curiously, hoping that the song and thoughts would have to do with her.
"Yeah, I'm just thinking about some mistakes that I've made in my past, regretting a few things, but mostly I'm just writing about the realness of relationships that I've experienced. It's kind of hard to think about all of the hard moments that I've had and all of the tears that I've caused, but it's going to be a pretty good song I think. I'm already getting going on some good lyrics and chords."
"Oh, so do you think that I could be associated with the song and the relationships? Or am I not good enough to be in your genius songs?" She laughed, jokingly, knowing that she would be in the song. She smiled as she awaited his hesitated answer.
"Actually, it's more like relationships that have caused hurt."
Selena's voice changed into a more serious tone. "Are you serious? I'm not in the song? I thought that you liked writing songs about me, Nick." She said, a little worried and angry.
"Selena, you know that I love you and everything, but you really don't have to be in every song that I write. I mean, what if I want to write a more edgy and hateful song? You wouldn't want to be a part of a song that I trash a girl in, would you?" He asked, trying to shake her off his back.
"Is this one of those songs?" She asked.
He stuttered, "Well..." He sighed, "No, I guess it's not." He heard a click and the phone line went dead. He banged his head on the backboard of his bed as he groaned. " God, I hate this!" He said as he tried to think of something else to write, but the train of thought was lost. He couldn't think of anything else to write. He flipped his phone open and looked through his contacts to see that he still had Miley's number. He thought about her, her contagious laugh, he brilliant smile that was forever glued on her face. He remembered everything that they did together, all the moments that they shared, all wasted once he met Selena. All thrown away. Why did I even break up with her in the first place? He asked himself. I don't love Selena. I never have. I always loved Miley. I always will. He said in his head. "Dreams can't take the place of loving you..." He said slowly, now humming a little tune behind the words that passed his lips, "There's gotta be a million reasons why it's true. When you look me in the eyes and tell me that you love me, everything's all right. When you're right here by my side. When you look me in the eyes, I catch a glimpse of heaven, and I find in my paradise. When you look me in the eyes..." He whispered as he sang.
X
I rocked on my bed, holding the picture that I never deleted from my phone of Nick kissing me on the cheek, both of us having the times of our precious, short lives. Everything was much different back then. Nothing seemed so terrible or miserable or sad. Everything seemed blissfully wonderful, but I was so naive back then, and nothing truly mattered to me. Now, I see the world differently.
There was a knock on the door and Demi came it. "I finished cleaning up."
I uncurled myself from my position on my bed and slowly stood up, "Thanks for doing that, Demi. Did everyone leave?" I asked.
"Yeah," She said, looking at the wall clock, "Finally. It's nearly one o'clock in the morning. You would think that those girls had curfews, you know?" She smiled, playfully. She slowly moved over to my bed and sat down on the edge where I sat down next to her, "You seemed really upset tonight. I'm guessing it's because of all of the references and reminders of Nick and Selena." She said, looking at me seriously.
I nodded, and I bit my bottom lip, nervously.
"If you could do it all over again, would you really still want Nick to be your boyfriend, after all he's done to you? You know who he really is now. A jerk." She said.
"Yeah, I still want him. If I could do it all over again, of course I would want him to keep being my boyfriend. No one understands the kind of connection that we used to have when we were together. We were really the best couple for each other. I've never gotten along so well with someone in my entire life except for you of course, Demi, but otherwise, Nick and I are perfect for each other."
Demi nodded and rested her head on my shoulder. I should feel her shoulders against mine, and I could feel them moving up and down as she breathed heavily on me. I looked down at her, and seeing her eyelashes blink, up and down, up and down, reminded me of how I used to lean on Nick like she was leaning on me. This was the view that he got of me. It made me even sadder than before to see the perspective that he got of me from this point of view. I sighed. "Mi?" Demi asked.
"Yeah?"
"What's it like to have a boyfriend that cares about you?" She asked.
I sighed again, "Do you want the real truth, Dem?" I asked and felt her head move up and down as she nodded yes "I can't even remember." I said.
