Pulling away from him she took a deep breath trying to catch her breath. She looked up at him and laughed softly, leaning her forehead against his chest. "You won." She told him. She leaned back and looked at him smiling. "I think we both won." He said smiling at her. He leaned his head down so there foreheads were touching. "You do realize we're risking being seen by paparazzi. There could be fifteen picture of us popping up everywhere." She said, reaching around and grabbing the front of his jacket. "I do realize that." he paused. "But, I don't care. Nothing can ruin this." He said as she stepped loser to him, pulling his jacket around her. She was freezing and the wind was getting worse. "Now who's cold?" he laughed helping pull the jacket around her. "Well I didn't have an extremely hot girl warming me up." She teased, aware that that sounded a bit strange, but she didn't care. "Come on, lets go back to the car." He said, but when he started to move, she grabbed his arm. "Wait." She said and he looked at her. "Look out there." She said pointing to the water. "It's so peaceful." She added. She loved the beach and how pretty the water always looked. He wrapped his arm around her and starred out into the water. "I love the beach." She said leaning her head on him. "I didn't notice." he laughed.
They stayed at the beach for a little while, but they were both turning into ice cubes, so they headed back to the car. She held his hand as they walked through the sand and didn't let go until they got to the car. She could feel herself becoming more and more trusting of him, which scared her because she hadn't known him that long, and every other time she let herself trust a guy, she ended up getting hurt. She tried to tell herself that Nick was different and that she could trust him, but at the same time keep her guard up. "Something wrong?" Nick asked her after he got in the car. "No, I was just thinking." she told him. She put her seat belt on as he started driving.
"Did you have a good time?" he asked as he walked her to the door. "I had a wonderful time." She said smiling at him. "Would you be interested in doing this again, sometime?" he asked holding her hand as they took the last few steps to her door. "I don't know, I'll have to check my schedule." She laughed. "I'd love to do this again." She said. "MILEY!" she looked and could see a guy with a camera screaming her name. "Great." She mumbled moving to the side, trying to hide from the camera. "I'll call you." Nick said, and then started leaning in to kiss her, but Miley leaned back. "What are you doing?" She asked. "I told you, I don't care about paparazzi." He said leaning closer and kissing her softly. She smiled against his lips. "Good night Miley." he smiled at her and headed back down the driveway. She could hear the guy yelling to Nick and see the camera flashes. She knew that there would be picture spread all over the internet in hours, and she'd get loads of questions about if she's dating Nick Jonas, and probably lots of girls hating her, but she didn't care. She was happy.
The next morning was nice, she got to sleep in and relax at home. Normally she was rushed out of the house to film and episode of Hannah, or to the recording studio or interview. It was rare that she didn't have any morning appointments. She did know that Nick had an interview on a local radio show with his brothers that morning, so while she ha breakfast she turned the radio on and listened.
"Since when do you listen to the radio?" Braison asked her. "Since the Jonas' are on it." Miley said. He started to say something else, but she shushed him when she heard the radio guy introducing the Jonases.
(bold is the interviewer, and italics is the Jonas')
"How are you today?"
"Great." Kevin said.
"Good. So You guys have been working hard. Movies cds, when do you get time for yourselves? How do you date and spend time with the family?"
"It's hard because we are so busy, but our whole family are on the road with us which is great." Nick answered.
"And dating?"
"We try, but girls don't really like someone who's never around." Nick said.
"So do any of you have girlfriends?"
"We're all single right now." Joe told the interviewer.
"Well I'm curious to know something. I got a call this morning before you got here, and I was told about some photos that have been popping up on a lot of gossip sites. Do you know what photos I'm talking about?"
"We try and stay away from those sites, because no matter what they say good or bad, it's never good to read. You know, if you read something bad you'll get bummed, but if you read something good, you could get a big head." "Kevin explained.
"Well, they're pictures of Nick and Miley Cyrus, and they're kissing. The article says that they were seen out together last night at a Coldplay concert, and then he walked her to her door." There was a log pause. "Are you and Miss Cyrus an item, or are you just testing the waters?"
"We're good friends, and we've been hanging out, but we're not an item or anything."
"I get it, friends with benefits. I love it."
"I wouldn't exactly call it that."
"What would you call it?"
"We're friends, but who knows what will happen in the future."
Miley was glad when the interview ended, the interviewer was acting like an ass. She had had interviews with with him before and he loves to take what you say and twist it into something completely different.
"You and Nick?" Braison asked. "Yes, me and Nick." she told him walking to the sink and rinsing out her bowl. "I thought you didn't like him." Miley sighed and looked at him. "Things change." He laughed. "Or you liked him all along, but you were just pretending like you didn't" They were interrupted by her cell phone ringing. "Oh, look it's Nick." Braison said picking up her phone. "Hello?" He said and Miley rushed over to try an take it away form him. "Braison! Give me the phone." She yelled jumping up trying to reach the phone. "Yeah she's here." he said. "Braison." She said again. "And why would you like to talk to her?" Miley was leaning around him, trying her hardest to get the phone. "Well I don't know if she wants to talk to you." She punched him in the arm. "Do you want to talk to him?" He asked her. "Yes." She said. "What?" She rolled her eyes. "Just give me the damn phone." She told him. "Fine." he said handing it to her. "Hello?" She said into the phone. "Hi." Nick said, he sounded like he was laughing. "Sorry about that. My brother can be a real pain in the ass sometimes." She said hitting Braison in the arm. "It's okay." he said. "So, last night was-" She cut him off. "Uhm, can you hold on for one second." She said leaving the room. She figured Braison was listening and she wanted to be able to talk without someone overhearing them. Once she got into her room she shut the door and laid on her bed. "Okay, you were saying." She rolled over onto her back and starred up at the ceiling. "Last night was amazing." He said. "I agree." She giggled. "So do you want to meet up somewhere and hang out?" She smiled. "Sure, where?" She asked. There wasn't to many places they could go together without being hounded by paparazzi now that they're pictures of them kissing all over the internet. "You're house?" he asked. "No, to many ears. What about yours?" They both had big families, but hers were very nosy and would no doubt bug them the whole time. "If you like unorganized chaos." He laughed. "My family is, how do I put this nicely. Insane." He said laughing. "Lucky you, I love unorganized chaos." She laughed. "I have to go, we have an interview to do, but see you at noon?" She smiled sitting up. "See you then."
By the time noon came around, Miley was dressed in a pair of dark wash jeans and a black and purple striped long sleeved shirt, and converse. She had straightened her hair, and put on a little make-up. As she left her house, she was greeted by a paparazzi. "Miley." He yelled. "Hey." She smiled. "Where are you going?" He asked. "To a friends house." She said simply and tarted walking up the driveway to the Jonas' house. "Miley, one more question. Are you and Nick Jonas dating?" She ignored the question, it was their business. As Nick opened the door she smiled at him. "Hey, come in." He said moving aside for her to enter. "Hey Miley." Joe said on his way down the stairs. "Hi." She said before he walked off. "Come on." Nick said taking her hand and leading them up the stairs. She followed him looking around as they walked. She had never been in his house before. She figured they were going to his bedroom, but instead he led her into a room full of guitars. She looked around and noticed ll of the awards that they had won, hanging on the wall. They sat down on a big fluffy couch, and Miley picked up a gorgeous guitar that was next to her. "You have a lot of guitars." She said looking around. "Yeah, we keep them all in here so nothing happens to them. it's probably the one safe room the in whole house." he laughed. She strummed the guitar lightly and she felt the couch move and turned to look at Nick. He was moving closer to her and she knew what he was doing. She just sat there and watched him moving closer and closer until he finally pressed their lips together.
She shut her eyes and moved her lips against his. His lips were so soft and she could easily stay there all day, unfortunately their moment was interrupted. "Sorry to interrupt, but you have my jacket, and I need it." Joe said. "So." Nick said. "So, it's in your room. Go find it." Joe told him. Nick sighed standing up. "I'll be right back." he told Miley then left the room with Joe. Miley leaned back against the couch smiling. She put the guitar back and pulled her legs up on the couch crossing them. She loved how their house felt warm and cozy, even the room that just had guitars in it.
A few minutes passed and Nick came walking back into the room. "Sorry." He said sitting back down. "It's okay." She said. "Where were we." He said leaning into kiss her again, but she pulled back. "Nick. I think we should talk." She said. "Talk?" he asked. "About what we'll tell people." She added. "Oh, right." She turned to face him. "I heard your interview this morning." She said. "I guess we'll be getting a lot of those questions." He nodded his head and picked up her hand. "Well what do you wanna tell people?" he asked her kissing her hand. She giggled and smiled as he continued kissing all the way up her arm. "I was thinking something along the lines of, We're friends who exchange inappropriate jokes and enjoy kissing each other on very fluffy couches." She joked. "I like that." He said laughing. "Seriously, what do we tell people?" She asked again. "That depends." he said pulling her onto his lap and wrapping his arms around her waist. "On?"
She said as she put her arms around his neck. "What we are?" She looked at him and thought for a moment. "I'm not ready for a relationship." She paused. "But I am ready for a friend, someone to hang out with and talk to. And...kiss." She said looking at him, worried that he wouldn't like that. "I feel like I pushed you into this." She shook her head. "No, you didn't." He looked down. "If you wanna stay just friends, that's fine. To be honest I probably don't need to have a relationship right now either." he said. "So, friends." She said leaning closer to him. "Friends." He repeated as she kissed him.
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