WHAT DID I DO TO YOUR HEART

I: White Horse

"Miley, you have to tell him! He has to know. You can't hide this from him any longer," the brunette's best friend told her. Miley nodded sadly, knowing very well what Taylor was saying is true but she just couldn't bring herself to tell him. What if he got mad?

"I know Tay; it's just that – I'm scared," she finally admitted, tears welling up in her eyes. The long haired blond set her drink on the table and wrapped her arms around Miley. "What are you scared of?"

"He doesn't want to have kids! Not yet, at least. He'll be pissed, Tay," Miley explained as tears started falling down her cheeks.

Taylor shook her head. "You don't know that, Mi."

"But I do! He told me yesterday he's not ready for kids."

"That doesn't mean he'll get mad or something when you tell him."

"I don't know, Tay," Miley continued to doubt. "Mi, he'll be more pissed about the fact that you hid it from him so long. You're almost starting to show, darling. I think it's time to tell him." Miley sighed, knowing very well her best friend was absolutely right. But how? How to tell him?

"Mi, is that you?" Nick yelled as he exited their bathroom with only towel wrapped around his waist. His hair was still damp from the shower and you could clearly spot some droplets of water on his muscular chest. Miley entered their bedroom and gave him a small smile. "Hi…"

"Well hello to you too," Nick said before he pulled her into a passionate kiss. Miley responded immediately, wrapping her arms around his neck. He picked her up in his arms and carried her to their bed.

They lay there just staring into each other's eyes. Miley took a deep breath, forcing herself to tell him. "Nicky?"

"Hmm?" he asked, kissing her neck. Miley tried not to moan but failed. "S-stop. I-I need to tell you something."

His hands unbuttoned her shirt. With one small push, Miley was only left in her bra and skirt. "Shh. It can wait until tomorrow. I want to love you tonight," Nick said, moving his lips lower to her chest. He unclasped her bra and threw it across the room. "O-okay," Miley agreed. Moans filled the room as the couple reunited in the most romantic way possible

"Nicky?" Miley asked two hours later. Her head was on his bare, sweaty chest and her arms were wrapped tightly around his body. "Hmm?"

"How would you feel if I was to tell you we're having a baby?" She heard him sigh and knew she'd pushed the button. "Miley, we've talked about this before. I'm not ready for kids just yet and you know it."

The couple stayed quiet for a few minutes. Miley was grateful Nick's eyes were closed because she was pretty sure he would be able to see tears falling from her eyes.

The next day, Nick came home pretty late from work. Miley was lying on the couch and reading one of her favorite books when Nick stormed into their apartment. "Where have you been?" She asked him, putting her book down. Nick raised his eyebrows. "Uh, work? Where else could I be?" He started walking to their bedroom. Miley followed his footsteps and saw him bringing out a suitcase and a lot of clothes. "Where are you going?"

"New York," was his reply. Miley raised her eyebrows. "New York? When? What do you need to go there for?"

"Business trip. Tomorrow morning."

"And you tell me that now?"

"That's because I just found out, Miley!" Miley flinched at the tone of his voice. He never yelled at her. "Oh… okay then," she said and left the room. Tears filled her eyes once again. She put one of her hands on her stomach. "Your daddy can be such a heartless jackass sometimes."

"Who are you talking to!" she heard his voice echo from their bedroom. "Erm, no one. I'm watching TV," she said, quickly moving to grab the remote.

"Mi?"

"Hmm?"

"Wanna join me in the shower? You know, have some fun?" Miley sighed, obliging his request. It's not that she didn't enjoy it, but it seemed like sex was the only thing that mattered to him at the moment.

She walked to the bathroom and opened the door. She could see his naked figure standing in the shower. She took off her clothes before joining him.

As soon as he saw her, Nick pressed her against the wall. His lips crashed on hers; their tongues were moving as one. His hands went to her breasts, squeezing them gently. Miley let out a few loud moans, enjoying his touch on her body. She wrapped her legs around his waist.

He was pressing against her wet center; she could feel him. He let one of his hands go south and explore her, not only wet because of the shower, core, emitting more loud moans and groans from his wife. "Nick,please," Miley begged. She needed him inside her. As soon as possible. He looked deeply into her beautiful blue eyes as he positioned himself in front of her entrance. "I love you, Miley," Nick said before pushing his hardness deep into her welcoming body.

"Ooh!" She yelled out as he moved more and more of his flesh inside her. "I love you too, baby," she replied before connecting their lips once again. That night, the couple made love in the shower, on the couch, on the floor, pressed against the wall in their hallway, on the kitchen table and finally on their bed – basically, across their whole apartment. As if they could feel it would be one of the last times they did this in a while.

"I'll miss you," Miley admitted. "I'll call you every night, I promise. I'll be back before you know it," he whispered soothingly in her ear. Miley sniffed and pulled away. "Promise?"

"I swear," Nick replied with an honest smile on his face. Miley nodded. "Okay," she said quietly before she pulled him in for one last kiss.

AN: New story that I started writing for my YT readers. Got some great feedback from them. Let's see what you guys think. : )