Miley
Maybe it's because I'm crazy.
Or maybe it's because I just can't honestly
tell you what I want.
Nick
It's never enough to stay still and hold you
To break lose and run the taste of you
wild on my tongue.
Nick
Am I no good to you now?
Both
We're spilling over,
We're falling apart.
She had been so excited when Nick had called her to ask her out to dinner. But then, when he showed up, suddenly she wasn't excited anymore. She didn't know; something just dropped in her stomach and made the excitement go away.
Lately she had been felling like that a lot. Excited by the thought of seeing him, but when her eyes finally met his, she couldn't even return him a genuine smile.
She started to be able to imagine herself with other guys, but tried to push the thoughts out of her head as soon as they emerged. It wasn't fair to Nick, even though she knew he couldn't read her forbidden thoughts. She didn't want to hurt him; for everything in the world, she couldn't hurt him. So when she secretly asked herself if she could be falling out of love with him, she just silently laughed at herself and threw her track of thought away. But they always seemed to get their way back into her head and they always had the power to intrude her nights of sleep.
She thought about it a lot, but she couldn't admit it to herself. And deep inside, she knew that he wasn't the Prince Charming he once was to her – she knew, that she wasn't in love with him anymore; she was in love with the idea of him and his love.
She told herself that she was simply bored with the stuff they did together; always the carnival or the movies or something else, as if they would remain thirteen forever. So she suggested them going out to dinner or just staying at home, snuggling and talking; occasionally watching some kind of movie or a TV show.
But that night, when her stomach had dropped once again, pulling all of her excitement down with it, and the thoughts of her falling out of love with him pushed into her head again, the end of her argument with herself was different from what it had been all the other times. She admitted to herself, that she didn't love him the way she should, anymore.
"Are you okay?" Nick said and looked at her while turning his head back and forth to focus on the road as well as her. "You're quiet."
Miley was never quiet.
"Yeah." she said, almost whispering without looking at him. She just looked on the road in front of them.
They sat in silence, and after Miley didn't answer Nick's, "Are you sure?" he turned on the radio to fill the space between them, that had begun to drive both of them insane. She just sat there, staring as if she was hypnotized.