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Miley ~
I woke up and I had no idea where the hell I was. I looked around to see if I had ever seen this place before, but I hadn't. I heard footsteps outside the bedroom and I wondered if they would come into the room. They did. It was a guy. With beautiful brown eyes, and some lock of hair that was perfect. "Where am I?" I asked him, he smiled and shook his head. "You were too drunk to drive last night, so I brought you here," he said to me while I nodded. "I didn't do anything stupid did I?" I questioned, he shook his head. Oh, good. I got up from the bed, and rubbed my eyes as he offered to take me back to the bar to get my car, I told him yes because I don't know how else I would get there. We went out to his car. He had a Ferrari. A Ferrari. What was he? A drug dealer? "Nice car," I said to him and smiled as I slipped in. "Thanks," he laughed and got in the car as we drove off. When we got there, I looked in my purse for my keys, and thank the Lord, they were in there. I looked over at him, and smiled, "Thanks for the ride. I never got your name, what was it?" "Nick," he said with a smile that made me melt. "Nice to meet you, Nick" "You too, Miley," and just like that he drove off and left me wondering how he'd manage to get my name out of me. Then I realized, he probably got it from me last night. While I was drunk. He probably got my number, too. I don't care though, he can call me all he wants.
I drove home, and thought about the night before and why I had gotten drunk. My boyfriend broke up with me. And I had nothing else but get drunk and whine. My head is pounding. I got home and went straight to the shower. After I got out of the shower, I got dressed and decided to call Demi. "Hey," I said as I sighed, "Hey, how you doing?" "I'm alright. I have some news from last night" "Oh gosh. What the hell did you do?" "Well… See I got drunk, and apparently I was hitting on this guy and he took me to his house because I was too drunk to drive. And I don't remember a thing that happened last night. Except that Liam and I broke up." A/N: Let's pretend that she met Liam before Nick, just for the story. "Ahhh. Miles. What the hell. I'm coming right over and you have to give me the deets." "Grr, fine," I said as I sighed and hung up the phone. I got up and walked to the kitchen, and fixed myself a sandwich, I went back to the couch and turned on the tv. I flipped through the channels, and after a few minutes I heard the doorbell ring. I went and got the door. "Hey, come on in," I said and opened the door wider for her to come in. "Spill!" Demi squealed, jumping up and down. "Oh, boy. OK, I got drunk. I couldn't drive. He, Nick, drove me to his house because I was too drunk. And I don't remember what happened. But man, he has some eyes that make you melt," I said while biting my lip and laughing slightly, "something about him was… just ahh."
A/N: Please comment. I am begging you. Thank you. I'm sorry this is so short, but I wanted to upload this as fast as I could. First story, so comment!