Miley's POV

When we were done, Nick got dressed and was about to leave.

"Wait, Nick." He turned around to look at me.

"Yeah?" He asked caught a bit off guard.

"I don't think I can do this anymore."

"Do what? Have sex? Why?"

"I uhh… I have my reasons. I just can't." He scooted over to me.

"You can tell me whatever it is, Mi."

I shook my head "No I can't, Nick. It's too personal and--"

"Too personal? My dick has been inside of your vagina. Nothing is too personal."

"Okay, I'm in love with someone and I just can't do this anymore."

"Okay, who is it?"

"That I can't tell you Nick. Cause you know him very well. I'd say you know him, like you know yourself." I said that as a hint. A hint I knew he wouldn't catch on to.

"I know a lot of people very well, Miles. Why can't you just tell me who he is?"

Like I said, I knew he wouldn't get the hint. Good.

"Because I'm scared. I don't want to risk anything. I've been in love with him for a long time and I've put up with a lot for him and if he knows…" I sighed. "I'm not looking to face rejection."

"Do you honestly believe that I would tell him?"

"Nick, please. Just let it go."

"Well, nice to know the amount of trust you have for me."

"Nick I'm s--"

"Save it. I've heard fake apologies enough times to tell the difference."

"Really? Is that why you keep crawling back to Selena? Huh, Nick?"

"Hey, that's none of your business, Miley. You have no right whatsoever to comment on that. You don't know how it feels to love someone that--"

"Someone that doesn't love you? Someone that never will? How it feels to put up with everything for them because you love them so much? To get nothing in return, but a slap in the face? To get your heart broken by them on several occasions? Oh, I know how it feels Nick. More than you know." He just shook his head and walked out of the house.

Nick's POV

I was so mad. After all this time. Miley and I have known each other since birth, and she doesn't trust me? It's ridiculous. I suddenly found myself crying. Over Miley. At least I wasn't crying over Selena, for a change. I can't believe she thinks she understands what I'm going through, though. No one could ever understand. She may think she understands but, no, never. She doesn't know what it's like to feel so vulnerable.

Miley's POV

I cried so hard. I tried to sleep but, I couldn't. My tears wouldn't stop. I was too awake to cry myself to sleep so, I just kept sitting there, bawling. I got up and went to the kitchen. I thought I'd find a new way to deal with my misery. I got a knife and I cut my arm. "Ow!" I said as I slid the knife across my wrist. I'll find another way to cope. This way hurts too much. So, I went to my room and kept crying, as the blood from my arm got on my comforter. I wish my parents were home every once in a while. I could use someone to talk to. Oh, well. Mom will be home from her out of the state business trip soon enough and I'll talk to her about it. Maybe I need therapy. Someone to talk to. I just can't stand the fact of Nick hating me but, we all know that he does. If he doesn't, he has a very strong disliking to me. I wish I could tell him but, I can't maybe one day when and if he ever gets over Selena. The chances are slim, though.

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