Chapter 1

Miley-

So far my life is stable now. Finally. I can finally feel safe again. Though, it's still overwhelming the fact that I'm actually married. I'm young. I never thought I'd get married this early of my life at twenty–three. But, Steve is something else. He managed to make my life better. He made me believe in faith again. He just snatched me from darkness and into a life full of colored lights.

It actually is the perfect time to grant me the perfect escape from home…

I know it's hard and that a lot of people are against this marriage. People who can really affect it, like Ariana and my lovely mother… also I keep hearing people talking about how wrong it looks. But, seriously, how can something as wrong as they make it sound feel that good?!

It feels like the first time I feel happiness truly since the death of my father.

So, I just decided fuck them all; I will just follow my heart.

I stared at me reflection in the mirror, some sunlight escaped through the soft curtains falling on my face to bring out my blue eyes. I smiled feeling the glint in them. The glint I have missed seeing on my face.

So, from today starts a new chapter of my life. Hell, even a whole new book.

I noticed movement behind me and turned around my smile growing even more looking at my newly wedded husband who was just waking up now.

"Good morning." I said softly.

"Hey, beautiful." He muttered sitting in bed and smiled sleepily.

I gazed at him examining his buffed chest and broad shoulders, his sexy square jaw, God, how did I get so lucky. Steve was actually still in shape. He took a good care of his health and body.

Steve actually married young, at twenty, from what I know, he lived a romantic fairytale with his late wife. Then, they had Ariana when he was twenty-two. And they had Frankie two years after, but then, his wife's health just started getting worse and worse until they eventually lost her and he was left to raise three kids on his own, seeing how he have custody of Nick his nephew.

I can say he is pretty much loyal; he stayed single for sixteen years after his wife's death and continued to visit hear at least once a month over the years. And now, at the age of forty, I'm glad to say I'm the only one who managed to capture his heart again.

"Did you wake up long ago?" I snapped out of my trance at his question as I shook my head no.

"No, I just had a shower. Didn't want to wake you. You looked so peaceful."

"Aw, I missed the shower." He complained playfully as I blushed and giggled. "So, what's the plan for today?"

I suddenly felt excitement and jumped up clapping two hands together, "We have to explore every inch of Rome today."

He laughed, "Someone is pretty excited."

"Yeah, someone is. Now, hurry up before we miss the day." I said taking his hand dragging him up on his feet to push him into the bathroom.

"How can you miss a day?"

"I don't know. Just hurry up I wanna have a long nice day with you."

"Why don't we just stay in today? We still have two weeks." He stopped me and put a hand on my cheek looking me in the eyes.

"But- we can stay in for everyday of our lives." I said a little bit disappointed he didn't want to go.

He laughed out loud at my reaction and nodded kissing my forehead. "Sure, we can babe." He said as I smiled once again,

"Great now go," I pushed him to the bathroom and closed the door ignoring his playful complains.

I sighed happily as I opened the big closet of the fancy hotel room and got out a knee length white flowy dress with purple and pink bright flowers all over it and put it on quickly and grabbed my white heels and put the next to me prepared, I then went to my side of the queen sized bed, picked up my phone from my nightstand to check what's new.

Congratulation texts and posts on Facebook and tweets. They were so much that I couldn't check them all at once. However I decided to see the photos first. There were pictures posted by friends, family and of course the media.

I scanned them smiling at how perfect they looked. A picture of me, Noah my little sister and Demi my cousin with her big belly in front of her, we were all smiling big, and I have to say I looked perfect.

Another picture of me, Steve, Ariana and Frankie, it was obvious Ariana was not comfortable there. She was putting on a smile only for her father's sake.

A picture of Steve and Nick together. I couldn't help but notice how similar they looked. I know Nick is not his son, but God, he has his hereditary trades, they have that same look when they are happy and the look when they are mad, their hair is almost similar, however Steve's is tamer… and they both definitely have charm.

And then, there was that picture of me and my mother, where I had the look Ariana had in the previous picture. I tried to smile and act happy while taking a photo with her, but, I guess it was too hard then.

God, I'm glad I finally got out of-

"You're dressed already." I turned around dropping the phone on the mattress next me laughing at my husband. "Sure I am."

"I know this little place here for breakfast. You'll love it."

"I know I will. I'll love anywhere as long as you're there." I said as I got up and reached over to him pecking his lips.

And I meant it.

Thank you, life for giving me the opportunity to be happy…

XxXx

Nick-

"Nick"

"Nick, wake up."

"Nick"

"God, just wake up already!"

I moaned annoyed trying to block the sound and the constant pokes.

"That's all we get?! A groan?"

"NICK!" Ariana eventually yelled immediately causing my head to burst in pain as the headache kicked in.

It's not like I'll be able to sleep anyway with this killing pain.

"NICK, I SWEAR-"

"Stop!" I groaned and moved up a little with a frown resting my head to the wooden bed head.

"Finally." I heard Frankie say.

"Here, give him this and I will go check the kitchen." Ms. Davidson said as I opened one eye confused at how many people were actually there to wake me up.

I saw Ariana and Frankie both staring at me and the back of Ms. Davidson the housekeeper as she left the room.

"Rise and shine!" Ariana rolled her eyes sarcastically.

I groaned once again and put a hand on my head confused to the killer pain throbbing in my head.

"Dude, you look a mess." Frankie chuckled.

"I feel like a mess!" I whispered.

"Here." Ariana said handing me a glass of water and painkillers.

I didn't hesitate to take them, I wanted the pain gone right now.

"Ahh, this pain is killing me!" I groaned.

"Hope it was worth it." Ariana said in her sarcastic tone. What the hell was wrong with her today?!

"What?"

"Give the man a break, Ari." Frankie said.

"What happened?" I asked.

"You don't remember?"

"No."

"You were totally wasted last night, man." Frankie informed me. "You were not even able to walk."

I was? I guess I drank a lot, yeah. But last thing I remember was the bar, "How did I get here?"

I saw Ariana roll her eyes for the thousandth time since I woke up, "Some hookers brought you home."

"Hookers? As in plural?"

Frankie laughed, "Yup. Two to be exact. Oh, and Zac was there too, but he didn't look sober as well. Not as wasted as you though…"

I frowned once again trying to remember what happened; I usually don't drink to that point. I don't let myself get wasted anyway.

"Anyway, try to feel better soon; you have to go to the airport in an hour." Ariana informed me and right then it all made sense…

The airport. I have to go pick the happy couple up from there, as they came back from their honeymoon. That's why last night I drank a lot. Actually it has been like that for me for the past two weeks since the wedding and they left for the honeymoon, but last night especially I just didn't want to think about having to see them today, so, I kept drinking… and I also met girls hoping to forget about her.

"Shit!" I whispered to myself.

"Yeah, shit! How could you be so irresponsible, Nick?" Ariana suddenly started attacking, seemingly, she has been keeping it in since last night, "You are supposed to be hear taking dad's role while he's gone to his stupid honeymoon, and instead, we never really saw your face! You're always parting at night then come home wasted and sleep through the whole day. God, you're disgusting me!"

That was it, she had no right to judge me! She doesn't have a clue of what I'm feeling, "What the hell is wrong with you? How is this even any of your business?"

"You were supposed to be taking care of us, Nicholas!"

"You look perfectly fine to me." I spat.

"You-" she glared at me not knowing what to say, "You are such a dickhead, Nick. Irresponsible stupid bastard." She said getting up to leave. She opened the door and then looked back, "Oh, and thanks for asking how I was dealing with this, Nick. You really helped." She said and let a sob escape her throat as she left slamming the door after her.

So, this is what it is about! Well, now, I feel bad, I was so concerned with my own feelings that I had neglected her and became selfish enough to only try and heal my own pain regardless of her own feelings. Ariana may be affected by this marriage as much as I am.

I looked at Frankie who looked awkward standing there just watching through the whole thing, "She's a drama queen." He shrugged.

I chuckled and forced myself to get up ignoring the slowly fading pain, "Well, this time she has a point actually."

Fifteen minutes later, I was freshened up, and fully dressed and ready to go get Steve and Miley from the airport. I left the room instantly noticing the working environment of the house. Apparently they are preparing to greet the new woman of the house.

I sighed and left the house not bothering to see the changes they are making around.

The ride to the airport was quick, but it felt like a lifetime. You know when you are waiting for something to happen just to get the hell over it, well, that's the worst and longest kind of waiting I guess.

As I waited in the airport itself, I wanted to find anything to do, so, I replied to texts and took care of some work calls, I may have not finished college yet, but I was already helping with Steve's business, and then I decided to send Ariana a sorry text. I know it's not just sorry that will make her forgive me but I thought I might as well let her know I realize my fault.

I gazed at the screen waiting for her to reply with anything, but she didn't. I guess, she's madder than I thought. I sighed leaning my elbows on my knees as I gazed to the floor and started to play with the phone in my hands thinking of a way to apologize to her…

"Hey," I heard as I looked up to see those non-ending legs standing in front of me in comfortable slippers and a summer casual dress. I looked up more to finally meet the angelic face with the soft smile.

My heart skipped a beat and then the heartbeats quickened in excitement as I felt a shiver run down my arms. I slowly stood up fixing my look on her blue eyes, almost getting lost behind the secrets they carry within the color of the ocean.

"Where's Steve?" I goofily asked her still sounding in a trance.

She let out a laugh before replying, "Your uncle is bringing the suitcases. He told me to find you until he's done."

I gave a nod putting my hands in my pocket in a try to look cool, "So, um," I cleared my throat, "how was your flight?"

"Oh, it was fine. I almost fell asleep during the whole flight. I was so tired."

That only made my brain jump to imagining what could possibly make her tired in Rome, with her husband, during their honeymoon. No, I don't need to think about that. NO!

"That sounds good…"

Now, I wasn't even making sense.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah," I replied right away before collecting myself together, "Just a little hungover from last night."

"Yeah, typical." She said knowingly, was that sarcasm? Well, it looked like she fought the urge to roll her eyes.

"Nicholas! You actually came." I heard Steve's cheerful voice as I smiled looking his way.

"Well, how can I not?" I answered as he hugged me quickly, "You know I like to be first to know gossip." I joked finally gaining some confidence back.

"Well, yeah, you sure are." He said as we began walking out of the airport.

"So, how was it? Did you have any problems with the-"

"Shut up, perv." He cut e off.

"What? I'm just making sure everything is fine. I mean, it's understandable if you're a little rusty after all this time of no-"

"Nick, Miley isn't used to your pervy jokes yet, so, keep it cool." He said laughing, "Sorry, babe. But, you'll get used to him pretty soon."

"I actually expected this much sooner." Miley laughed along.

"What do you mean?" I asked as we both waited for her to answer.

"Demi. You were friends and she actually gave me a glimpse of what I am getting into."

"Of course she did."

We reached my car as we put the suitcases in and climbed into the car, "God, what did you put in that? Rocks?!"

"Practically yes, Miley loves jewelry and accessories, old, new, cheap, expensive you name it and she drool over it."

"Hey! I don't drool over it." She objected, "not as much as you did with every single coffee mug you saw. Seriously, do you know your uncle has this weird obsession with coffee mugs?!"

I laughed out loud, "Yeah, he certainly does."

"I don't." Steve denied, "It's just I like-"

"Owning every single special editions of them and just any unique mug you find?" I continued for him.

"When you say it like that it sounds crazy… I'm not-"

"You bought a Goofy mug."

"Yes, Goofy was the one missing for the Disney collection!" he said defensive as we fell silent, "You're right it does sound crazy." He announced defeated as we laughed out loud.

"God, you're so cute."

I tried focusing on the road but I couldn't help but watch Miley every once and a while in the rear view mirror as she talked and laughed with Steve who was sitting next to me. She even leaned forward so her body was technically between the both of us, every now and then, her shoulder brushed against mine making it really hard to concentrate on the road.

Hell, this was going to be one long tough night…

A/N: Hellooooo, so, here I am updating this not too long after posting it. Well, I thought it might take me more time than this anyway :) I just wanted to show you some hints about the characters in this chapter and how each one thinks or acts. Anyway, I hope you liked it and once again I promise that I will not abandon any of my stories… I will finish each and every one of them :)

And thanks for those of you who still stick around and read my stuff let alone comment. This means so much to me, so thank you very much :)