Need You Now Songfic Part 1

No last names are mentioned, so this story is legal.

Miley's POV

It had now been 2 weeks since Nick and I broke up. I was falling apart. Everyday at the office I'd get questions like, "Are you sick?" Apparently I looked sick to my co-workers.

I'd reply with a quiet, "No," and I'd get back to work.

Of course my work was ultra-sloppy. I was a graphic designer. Usually I designed logos for businesses. Ever since the break-up, my work looked depressing. The designs I made were filled with dull, cold colors.

***

I just got home from work. 6:00PM. I made myself some dinner and went to my bedroom. While I ate my food in peace, I decided I was going to bring back all my good memories with Nick.

I pulled the box of pictures from underneath my bed in my one bedroom apartment. I looked for the photo album labeled, "M+N=Love." I sniffled at the site of it. But that was only the beginning of my sob fest.

I slowly turned the pages, crying at the site of some, but also laughing at others. One that particularly caught my eye was the photo of when Nick and I were only 15. 8 years ago. We were so in love, we didn't even notice it. Of course we were only 15 and we didn't know what love was. But eventually we both figured it out. Love was the feeling I got when I looked at Nick and my heart skipped a beat. When I would blush because of getting called beautiful by Nick. When we'd look into each other's eyes and create silence from deep concentration. That was love, and Nick and I were lucky to have those feelings so early in life. I kept looking at the pictures, memories flooding back to my head... and my heart.

***

I finally finished looking through the photo album. My eyes were red from crying, but my jaw was hurting from smiling. I was head over heels for this man, with him or not. I couldn't take it. I had to call Nick. I looked at the clock. 1:00AM. "Whoa! Was I seriously looking at those pictures for so long?" I questioned myself. With a rush of bravery and fear, I reached for my phone. I slowly pressed down on the number 1, Nick's speed dial. I just ignored the fact that it was 1 o' clock in the morning. I needed to talk to Nick, just to see if he still thought of me, because I sure thought of him. I heard the dial tone and finally I heard the angelic voice I was wanting to hear for the past two weeks.

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Picture perfect memories. Scattered all around the floor. Reaching for the phone, cause, I can't fight it anymore. And I wonder, if I, ever cross your mind. For me, it happens all the time.

••••

"Miley?"

"Nick." I smiled at hearing his voice. "Nick, we need to talk. I need you. I don't know if you need me, but I need you. So much. Being alone, I get so depressed. Nick, I never stop thinking about you." I sighed hoping he would answer to my little rant. I could hear his breathing, I could tell he was shocked. After all, I said I wouldn't call him. But I guess I was wrong.

Finally, he answered, "Miley, I thought this was over..."

"Nick! Did you hear anything I just said?! I need you!" Letting my anger get the best of me, I yelled into my phone's mouthpiece, "I love you, Nick! But maybe you don't believe me!"

"Mil-," He started.

"Just, never mind!" and I ended the conversation with that, falling back onto my pillows on my bed, soon starting to cry.

••••

"It's a quarter after one. I'm all alone, and I need you now. Said I wouldn't call, but I lost all control, and I need you now. And I don't know how I can do without. I just need you now."

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Nick's POV

"Mil-," I tried to say.

"Just, never mind!" She yelled and then the line went dead. I wanted to tell her I needed and wanted her back. I loved her. No, I still love her.

The truth was, I was going through the same sorrow she was. I constantly found myself at the bar. Attempting to drown my feelings. But no matter how much I drank, I couldn't stop thinking about her.

I gulped down my 5th shot of whiskey and asked for another.

***

After probably 10 shots of whiskey were drank, I left the bar to my apartment.

It was a mess. Clothes thrown everywhere. Dishes scattered around the table and filled the sink. I sighed. My life was a mess without Miley. I went to my couch, sat down, and turned on the TV. For some reason, my eyes kept glancing to the door. Hoping for Miley to walk in like every time she used to. Her beauty would shine and her skin would glow. I got so caught up in the moment, I thought I saw her walking in the door. After all, I was a little drunk from all those shots of whiskey.

"Miley?" I was starting to think she might actually be there. But then she disappeared. I looked down at my lap and sighed.

I ran my fingers through my curls and went to my bedroom. "Why am I doing this?" I grabbed my phone and punched in Miley's number. I could remember it. 199-206-1106. (AN It's 1992 then the date Niley met! Ha! I thought of that one myself!)

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Another shot of whiskey, can't stop looking at the door. Wishing you'd come sweeping in the way you did before. And I wonder, if I, ever cross your mind. For me, it happens all the time.

••••

I heard the ring, and finally a, "Hello?" It was that beautiful voice. One of the many features I fell for just 8 years ago.

"Miley! Thank god you answered!"

"Nick, I'm not in the mood. You said it yourself that we're over."

"But Miley! I need to tell you some things."

I heard her sigh through the phone. "Okay, fine."

"Miley, I love you, with everything in me. Ever since two weeks ago, I've been at the bar every night, trying to drown the feelings. But it doesn't work. I'll usually end up getting drunk, then when I get home, I see you. I hallucinate. I'll see you coming in the door, sitting on the couch. I don't know why we broke up, because I regret it. You'll never know how much I regret it."

"Nick.. I know how you feel." I could tell she was smiling.

"How about you come over, Mi. We'll work this out." I smiled, knowing I'd get to see the love of my life in a matter of minutes.

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Its a quarter after one. I'm a little drunk and I need you now. Said I wouldn't call but I lost all control and I need you now. And I don't know how I can do without, I just need you now.

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AN: The rest of the songfic won't necessarily be related to the lyrics of the rest of the song because they're almost repeated! So from here to the end of the story it will just be made up NOT following the lyrics of the song! I will get the next part up tomorrow hopefully!! So, I hope you liked this part! :)