I'm kind of stuck with Like We Used to, and I had this idea for a while now. So I decided to just go for it! I know the trailer sucks, but I really like this story. I hope you will too!

Chapter 1

"Liam!" I yelled for the very last time. "What time is he going to be here?"

Just when I wanted to give up searching for him in our LA apartment, he came walking into our bedroom looking slightly pissed.

"Can you stop yelling for a second? I told you a thousand times already! He'll be here in about 30 minutes." He stated annoyed.

"Well excuse me for yelling. Because it's really normal to not tell your girlfriend about the guest we'll be having in our apartment for a freaking month!" I yelled, ignoring his request.

I stomped out of our bedroom, slamming the door behind me, hearing Liam sigh loudly just before the door shut with a smash. I walked over to the living room, jumping on the couch.

I looked around the living area, taking in my environment. An environment that was still pretty new to me. The entire condo was still full of unopened moving boxes. We moved into it just two weeks ago, both giving up our respective old appartments. I had agreed to move in with him because to be really honest, this felt like our last option. After a year and a half of dating things were really messed up. We were messed up. While Liam was constantly out with friends, I was waiting for him to give me our usual phone call at the end of the day.

He spent more time with his friends than with me. A lot more actually. The day I confronted him about it, he surprised me by asking me to move in with him. Wanting to give us another chance, wanting to give Liam another chance, I said yes.

A decision I already regretted. Hadn't he been listening to anything I was saying when we had arguments about this subject? While I was really trying to make this work, he decided it was 'cool' to let one of his youth friends stay with us for a month.

My thoughts were interrupted when Liam sat down on the couch beside me. Instead of turning my head when he cleared his throat, I kept staring at the switched off TV in front of me. I knew how much he hated it when I ignored him.

"Miley, will you please listen to me?" he finally asked, breaking the silence after about two minutes.

"Why would I, Liam?" It's obvious you're not listening to me, so why would I waste my time on listening to you?" I answered coldly, still not even looking at him.

He sighed before going through his hair with his hand, obviously aggravated. "I know I promised to make more time you. But he isn't going to be a burden. He just needs a place to stay after being kicked out of his apartment. Please just try to be nice to him, I've known him since high school. And I'm really sorry for not telling you sooner."

Being satisfied with his apology for the time being, I finally turned around on the couch so I was facing him. I leaned in, pecking his lips lightly. "I'll be nice to him. After all… he isn't the one to blame for all of this." I said, emphasizing he to let Liam know I still held him responsible.

"I'm going to get changed. Don't want the guy to think you scored some ugly chick." I said while getting off the couch.

"Don't look to good though, he can't get any ideas." Liam answered semi serious.

Twenty minutes later I finished up by putting on my heels. Just to piss Liam off, I decided to wear a dress. A short dress. And hey, what's wrong with wanting to make a good first impression?

I took a last look at myself in the mirror, taking in my appearance. I looked hot. My long auburn locks curled all the way down to my lower back. My cream colored dress clung in all the right places, and showed off my long tanned legs. I had applied just the right amount of make up. I was ready.

I walked out of the bedroom and into the kitchen, only to be stared at by not the expected two, but four eyes.

"Oh, sorry! I didn't know you were here already." I said quickly, walking over the man standing next to Liam.

The man's eyes never left me as I walked over to him, holding out my hand. Instead of shaking it, he just kept staring at me. His eyes flew over my body over and over again. What was his problem?

As he looked up, our eyes met for the first time. I hate to admit that I had just a little bit of a problem breathing in that moment. I scanned his face for imperfections, returning to his eyes without success. He was pretty much flawless. His brown orbs were still concentrated on my blue ones as I looked up at his cute mob of curls.

I was interrupted by Liam, clearing his throat loudly. "This is my girlfriend, Miley." He said in a slightly pissed off tone. Woah, slow down there. No need to get all possessive all of a sudden. Especially when you haven't even cared the last couple of months.

The stranger finally seemed to realize he had been staring, turning crimson red, probably matching my own cheeks. He finally took my small hand in his big one. "H-hi. Sorry for zoning out." He said rather nervously. "I'm Nicholas, call me Nick. It's really nice to meet you, Miley. I've heard a lot about you." He said while scanning my body once again. Not as evident as before, but I still noticed it. "And Liam wasn't lying.." he suddenly said under his breath so Liam wouldn't hear it. Oh but I heard it ok?

"Very sorry to break it to you, Nicholas, but until a day ago I didn't even know you existed. But don't worry, I guess we'll have plenty of time to get to know each other better." I said with a flirty tone in my voice. Oh god, what was wrong with me? Liam was standing right there!

Liam cleared his throat loudly, again. "Uh, okay… I'll give you a tour of the apartment or something." He said, looking at one point the entire time. I looked at what he was staring at, realizing my hand was still trapped in Nick's.

Nick seemed to notice as well, quickly letting go of me. "Yeah, sounds great man."

They left the kitchen, leaving me pretty dumbfounded. Was he flirting with me? And why the hell had I been flirting back? In front of Liam for God's sake. Well you can't really blame me, he was extremely handsome.

Maybe this month wasn't going to be that bad after all.

I doubt Liam was feeling the same way.