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Before The Storm
Chapter 3: Safe In Your Arms
Miley's POV:
I stormed out of the house, running to my house. My house was a couple of blocks away. I ran away, passing each house into the darkness. I finally reached my house and I pushed the door open. My mom was in the kitchen cooking dinner. I ran up to my room, ignoring her.
"Miley? Miley, what happened? Why are you crying?" Demi asked.
"Demi, I can't take it anymore! I just can't. It hurts so bad." I sobbed into the pillow.
"Come here, hon." she sighed, opening her arms as she hugged me tightly. "What happened?" she added.
"At the party. I saw Nick and Kristen... kissing. It-It hurts too bad." I cried into her shoulder.
"I'm sorry, Miles. I'm gonna kick his ass when I--" she said, standing up.
I pulled her down quickly. "Dem, it's cool. I mean, he's with her now. It's done. There's nothing I can do about it. And she makes him happy. But I don't. So..." I shrugged.
"Miles, I know you're in love with him. It's not that easy to let him go." she whispered.
"I know. But, I'll try." I smiled weakly. "You should go. It's 10 pm. It's a school night, remember?"
"Yeah. You gonna be okay?" she asked, reassuringly.
"Never better. Now go before your mom grounds you." I giggled.
"See you tomorrow." she smiled before walking out the door.
I sighed as I laid down the bed, letting my hair flow down my face. Minutes later, I heard pebbles hitting the double doors. I stood up from my bed, opening the double doors. I looked down and saw Jake standing in the backyard with pebbles in his hands.
"What are you doing here?! It's already 10:30!" I whispered, loudly.
"I know what happened at the party. You saw Nick and Kristen kissing. So I figured why stay there and enjoy when I could be here and make you feel better?" he smiled.
I smiled to myself, blushing at his sweetness. "Come up." I giggled. He climbed up the emergency ladder and jumped on the balcony.
"So how are you feeling?" he asked as we sat down the bench.
"Good. I guess." I smiled shyly at him, playing with my fingers.
"You know Nick obviously is blind. She can't see that you're smart, funny and gorgeous even though your standing in front of him." he chuckled.
"I'm not gorgeous. Kristen is." I looked down.
"Please, you're prettier than her. I could see your smile miles away in the school." he complimented.
"You're good." I joked. "Did Nick go home already?" I asked.
"Yeah. He was with me when I left."
"Oh." I nodded. I rested my head on his shoulder as we stared at the starry sky. I could feel him counting each star he sees. "What are you thinking?" I asked.
"That I could do this with you for days." he answered.
"What 'this'?" I giggled.
"Staring at the sky with you." he smiled. I smiled to myself as I hugged his arm, letting my eyes droop and soon, I found myself asleep in his arms.
Nick's POV:
I parked my mustang in the driveway as I hopped out the car. I slid the key into the door, pushing the door open and making my way to my bedroom. It had been a crazy night. I finally asked Kristen to be my girlfriend and we're now dating. I lied down exhaustedly on my bed, feeling hot even though the AC was on. I stood up and slid the door open, stepping into the cold night.
The breeze hit my face and cooled me down immediately. I never realized Miley left the party. She was my neighbor, her house was right across mine. I glanced at her balcony and saw her and Jake sleeping. My hands clenched into fist and the moment I saw Jake, I wanted to throw pebbles at him.
Miley was sleeping soundly on his chest, her face innocent and at peace. She looked... beautiful. I sighed as I ran my fingers through my hair. Was I jealous? No, I wasn't. Just, annoyed... at least I think so. I walked back in my room as I jumped on my bed. I closed my eyes and soon, I fell asleep.
- - -
The beeping of the alarm clock rang through my ears. I opened my eyes slowly, glancing at the clock. 6 am. Great. I walked myself to the bathroom, stripping my clothes off and walking in the shower. The hot water hit my body causing me to wake up. I turned off the shower and wrapped a towel around my bare body. I slipped on a green shirt and dark washed jeans as I swung my backpack onto my back and rushing downstairs.
I opened the door and the bus was waiting in the corner. I ran towards the bus and took my seat next to Kristen. "Hey Nicky." she smiled as she pressed her lips against mine, I pulled away quickly, cautious about what anyone thinks.
"Hey." I smiled. I looked around, trying to find a brunette girl. My eyes caught her smile and she was sitting next to Jake, giggling. Her hair was ironed straight and it flowed behind her back. Her eyes were sparkling and she was wearing a simple shirt and dark washed jeans.
"Hello, who are you looking at, I'm right here." Kristen snapped.
My head shot up at her and I cleared my throat. "Nothing." I mumbled.
"Nicky, don't you realize prom's in 2 weeks? Are you going with me?" she bit her lower lip while twisting a piece of her hair.
"Of course I'm going with you." I smiled as I planted a kiss on her lips.
"You're like the best boyfriend ever!" she giggled as she hugged me.
"No problem." I said as I looked back at Miley. I caught her glance and we stared at each other for a moment as she gave me a weak smile and turned her attention back to Jake.
The bus came to a halt and we all shuffled out of the bus and went our separate ways.
Miley's POV:
I walked to my locker with a huge smile plastered on my face. I took out my books and stuffed them in my bag. "Hey." I heard a voice next to me say. My head shot up and my eyes met his chocolate brown eyes.
"Hi." I smiled.
"I didn't know you left the party early last night." Nick said as he took out his books.
'You were with Kristen but it's cool, Jake kept me company." I said.
"Are you going to prom with him?" he asked.
I giggled at his question. "I don't know but I wish. It's going to be my first prom. I don't really attend proms remember?"
"Right." he chuckled.
"How 'bout you? Going with Kristen?" I nudged him playfully.
"I guess. When you guys are dating, does that mean she or he's your date to the prom?" Nick shrugged.
"Duh." I giggled.
"Listen, I gotta head to class. I'll see you later?" he mumbled.
I nodded my head as I watched him walk away. I closed my locker as I started walking off to class when I heard someone call my name. I turned around to see Kristen and her squad walking towards me.
"Hey, Kristen." I smiled.
"Hey Miley." she faked a smile.
"How are you?" I asked, trying to start a conversation.
Her fake smile faded. "Cut the crap, Stewart. We all know you have a big creepy crush on my Nicky. 4 words, stay away from him." she snapped.
"I don't have a crush on your 'Nicky'. He's my best friend." I protested.
"Oh yeah? Then why did you run away crying when you saw Nick and I making-out?" she smirked causing her squad to laugh.
"I don't have anything to prove to you." I demanded.
"Good. 'Cause you're a loser." she laughed cruelly. "Who would want to date you?" she added.
"Jake Ryan. Jake Ryan's my boyfriend!" I lied.
"Jake Ryan? As in the captain of the football team? Snap! He's going to be a loser like you." she laughed.
"Why won't you go back to your Nick. I don't need your shit." I mumbled. I was about to walk away when she pulled my arm, her hand making contact with my face, slapping me hard. I held my face in pain as I felt it throb.
"What the hell's going on here?!" Nick shouted, rushing over.
"Your girlfriend started it!" I shouted. "She slapped me!"
"Is that true?" Nick asked Kristen, gently.
"Nicky, would you think I'd actually do that?! She was the one that called me a bitch and that I was not good enough for you!" she cried.
"Nick!" I shouted.
"Miley, I can't believe you!" Nick shouted. I felt someone's arm wrap around me. My head shot up at the direction and saw Jake standing there with furious eyes.
"You're so low, Grey. You're choosing that slut over your own best friend?" Jake threatened.
"Don't call her that, Ryan. Why won't you and Stewart just get the hell out of here." He shouted as she wrapped Kristen in his arms.
Stewart. He never called me that. I felt hot tears slide down my cheeks. "Come on, Jake." I whispered.
"Damn it, Grey!" Jake shouted as he punched Nick.
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