"What are you doing Miles?" Demi asked her with concern as she watched her perch over the bar and take a sip out of her new bottle of beer. "We're leaving," she said sternly to her face. She loved seeing Miley having fun, but things were getting completely out of hand and if she didn't get her out of here soon, things were going to get worse.

"Nooo" Miley whined, "the party just got better". She pouted, but Demi wasn't budging at all and shook her head furiously.

"Trust me," she said with confidence, "you're going to thank me in the morning". Demi grabbed her pale hands and pulled her through the crowds of people in the club. She loved Miley, but right now she couldn't help but feel upset. She sighed at the thought of how Nick was feeling right now. Probably extremely confused, upset and hurt of course. Although she felt upset about what Miley did, Demi knew it wasn't really her fault; she was just so drunk and had no idea what she was doing.

They finally made their way out of the dark club and into the fresh, midnight air with the beating music behind them. They stood at the sidewalk with their short dresses and high heels. Demi pulled out her phone and began dialing.

"What are you doing?" Miley asked her.

"Calling Joe. I told you we're leaving," she told her coldly.

Miley pouted, "well I'm going back in". It was just past midnight and the party just started, there was no way she was leaving just yet. Things were just getting more interesting after her heated argument with that jerk. She felt like she was on a high; of all the guys Miley dated, she had never told any of them off and it felt good to finally do it and win.

"MILEY," Demi yelled at her as she began to stumble her way back into the club. She had about enough. She just wouldn't listen and had absolutely no control over her and it was beginning to really annoy her. Mentally, she made a note to never bring Miley to a club ever again because it was just too much work.

"Hey!" she tried to grab hold of her but she was out of reach once again. "UGH," Demi groaned out in frustration. This was too much to deal with.

"Excuse me!" Miley chirped out. As she was about to make her way back in the club, a broad male was blocking her entrance.

"Where do you think you're going?" he said aloud.

"In there," she pointed past his shoulder.

"Uhh, don't think so," suddenly he surprised her by lifting her up by her long, bare legs and plopped her over his strong shoulders while using an arm to support her so she wouldn't fall.

"HEY! LET GO OF ME!" she screamed aloud, but also laughed at the same time while kicking and waving her arms furiously in the air. When you're drunk, you can find humour in just about anything.

"Oh my gosh, thank you Nick," Demi breathed a sigh of relief as she saw Nick put Miley back on the ground gently. He continued to hold her by the shoulders, just to make sure she wouldn't try to run off like a bunny again.

"Oh Joe," Demi rushed over to her boyfriend who was just behind Nick and gave him a huge hug. Right now she just felt so happy to have such an amazing boyfriend.

"You alright?" he asked her sweetly.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Let's just go home," she said as her head rested on his chest comfortably with his protective arms around her.

"Hey, you guys go home, I'll take care of Miley," Nick suddenly said as he watched them hold each other tightly like they never wanted to let go.

"Thanks Nick..." Demi gave him a soft, sincere smile, "...for everything and really looking out for Miley the whole night." By that, she meant 'i'm sorry you just got kissed by the girl you're clearly in love with and she doesn't even feel the same way'. But of course, Demi wouldn't say that.

"Yeah, no problem.." he said with a soft tone, almost as if he was upset.

"See you guys in the tomorrow," she said before taking off with Joe, "oh and be good Miles," she pointed at her accusingly.

"I'm always good, " Miley replied seductively.

Demi rolled her eyes, "night guys," and with that, they watched Joe and Demi, the perfect couple walk away together in each other's arm, which was where they belong.

Nick sighed at the sight of love. Why couldn't he have love like his best friend? "Come on," he said coolly and led Miley to his car that was parked out back.

He knew her apartment like the back of his hand. Every turn and every twist, he knew how to get there from anywhere. The car ride to her place was silent, but mostly awkward for Nick. Finally, Miley was becoming worn out from the night and was slowly falling asleep in his passenger seat. For the whole time, Nick couldn't stop thinking about what would happen in the morning. Would she remember? If she did, would things be awkward? What would he say to her then?

As they approached her apartment building, Nick helped her all the way to the elevator to the door of her place with his arm around her shoulder that hung onto his sweater jacket. She was leaning into his arms as her eyes began to flutter shut.

Usually, he was a gentleman and would never even think about looking in a girl's purse, but this time, he had no choice since clearly, it was the going to be the only way they could get in. He took her small black Chanel side bag and took out the dangling keys before unlocking the door to her fresh, modern apartment on Sunset Blvd.

Without saying a word, he helped her to her bed as she stumbled with her heels. He plopped her on king sized mattress as she melted onto it comfortably and sighed. Nick watched her beautiful brown curls fan out on the bed as she peacefully laid there. He bent down to the front of the bed and took off the black heels for her. He could see that her feet were a little swollen from wearing them. Nick had seen her wear heels plenty of time with no problem, but this time it was probably because she stumbled and tripped so many times this night.

"Nick," suddenly he heard her soft, sweet angelic voice and looked up. "Do you like me?" she whispered.

"Uhh..." his voice stammered and his eyes shifted back and forth. What was he suppose to say? What if she was conscious right now and actually knew what he was saying? Plus, Nick didn't even know how to answer the question.

"Am I ugly?" Before he could answer the previous question, she shot him with another.

Her words shocked him. How could she think she was ugly; Miley was the most beautiful and amazing girl. Her hair fell perfectly in place even when she doesn't try, especially when she has one of those mornings where she complains about how her hair looks so terrible in a bun. Her ocean blue eyes always seemed to twinkle just in the light and her laugh, it was silly, but the most adorable thing he had ever heard. It was her smile that Nick loved the most; the way she always had a beautiful smile on her face even when she was upset. It was perfect, just like she is.

He got up from the ground and sat on the side of her bed. He brushed strand of hair away from her face and looked at her sincerely, "Miley, don't ever say that, you're the most beautiful girl ever."

She raised herself from the bed and used her arms to perch herself up. "Then why do guys always end up hurting me? I mean, there must a reason, there has be something like anatomically wrong with me that repels all guys because it never ends up working. Like remember Sam? He'd always get on my case for talking to any guy. And there was Justin, who'd always ignore my calls and well...me. And Liam, that lying, cheating bastard," she babbled on.

"All those guys are just stupid Miley. You're amazing and it's their loss because any guy would want you...you just haven't chosen the right one yet..." he trailed on. Over the past 3 years that Nick had known Miley, he had seen all those terrible guys she continuously dates one after another. They all start off being sweet, but after the 5 month mark, some crazy, unattractive trait comes out and they all turn out to be jerks. All of them. Nick couldn't take it, how could any guy treat her like that?

"You're like...awesome you know?" she said and plopped right back onto the bed and curled up in a ball.

Nick sighed, yeah he was awesome, but he wasn't amazing enough for her to be more than just a friend.

Hey readers! Yes, I've updated and thank you for reading and reviewing! It's a day before march break and I'm excited, as I'm just a lot of you are too :). I decided to update before the break because I knew I was going to be pretty busy even when I have a week off. So happy spring break! and continue reviewing? Hope you enjoy loves! :)

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