Well I think we all know what I'm gonna say. I'd be the richest gal if I owned Hannah Montana, JONAS or anything else. Hope you like, favorite, review, comment, blahblah


Nick's Room

Nick POV:

Ahh, Miley's sweet sensitive smile kept me up all night. I don't know why but I seemed more attached to her than ever! What was happening to me? It was li- Knocking at the door. In the middle of the night. Really?

"Come in!", I sighed, and the door gently opened in a flash. It was Miley. She smiled,

"You can't sleep either?", she asked and I replied,

"I barely can when you're not here.", I replied and smiled. She strangely walked over, leg before leg as she walked to my bed and sat down.

"Can I cuddle in with you? I feel kind of freezing.", she smiled innocently at me and I nodded. She cuddled up, as she said. The smell of her hair... Vanilla coated gently with lavender... She was brilliant, and so was everything about her. And then, I realized, I didn't want anyone else in the world but her... And before I knew it, she fell asleep. My arms were wrapped around her, and we fell asleep together that night.

Next Morning

Miley POV

Had any of you ever had the feeling that, maybe, someone is watching from up above and bringing you down the joy to your life...? Well that's how I felt about Nick right now...
I woke up first this morning, surprisingly... It wasn't like this hadn't happened before though. It was usually Nick who was the early bird. I stood up and headed for the door but it already opened. Obviously no one knew that I was at Nick's room last night. I gasped and squeezed with the wall. It could have been Joe, or anyone actually. But it was the first person I expected: Dad.

"Nick, have you seen Miley?", he asked to a yawning Nick. I peered over the end of the door and shook my finger then made an impression of 'zipping' my lips.

"No.", he stared, and stood up, "Haven't seen her since we talked in her room yesterday.", he added up. Surprisingly, he could really keep a secret. He was an actor right? Silly me.

"Alright.", Dad closed the door and went searching for me. I walked out and fell down, sighing in relief.

"What would I do without your understandable brains?", I smiled at him sweetly and pecked him on the lips.

"What was that?", he complained with a frown.

"Oh so you want a kiss? Not with that morning breath!", I laughed, joking, then said, "Go brush your teeth and then I'll kiss you.".

"Considering what's in it for me I'm going to go brush my teeth.", he smiled, stood up, and went to the bathroom. I quickly hopped to my room, but before I knew it Dad was behind me.

"'Scuse me, little lady. Where were you this morning? I was lookin' all over for you!", he spoke to me, and I smiled. With one reply:

"I came to visit Nick. Then I went to my bathroom, and now I'm going to get dressed, if you don't mind?", I lied. True, I visited him, but I wasn't going to get dressed just now, and I wasn't in the bathroom just yet.

"Okay gotta go bye!", I squealed and ran into my room like a hyena being chased by lions.

"That girl's one heck of an awkward...", My dad sighed, and I chuckled.

In Nick's Bathroom

Nick POV:

I brushed my teeth fast yet long, then brushing my hair before going to get dressed in a plain black t-shirt, white converse and gray pants. I was pretty simple and Miley was too. When I walked out, she was getting ready to knock. She was wearing white pants, a purple sleeveless shirt that looked baggy, and black shoes. Classic Hannah...

"What happened to Miley? I thought you weren't gonna wear that anymoreee.", I smiled at her.

"Miley decided to go ahead and try her Hannah clothes again. It still fits me.", she smiled back.

"Okay, I brushed my teeth, so how about an actual kiss so I can live again?", I frowned then leaned in for a kiss.

"Okay.", she smiled, getting pushed against the wall and smacking her lips across mine, wrapping her hands around my neck. It was mostly like this for a minute, until we decided we had no more breath.

"GET A ROOM!", I heard Joe run across the halls and scream.

"GET A LIFE!", Miley shot back and we laughed together. Time didn't matter when I heard that laugh. Innocent, sweet... It warmed my heart like a big harmless flame...

"I love you.", I whispered to her gently.

"I love you too...", she replied and placed another kiss on my lips before we went down to breskfast.

"Breakfasty breakfast, yummilicious.", Frankie could be heard 'talking' to his food to, as he predicted to himself, make it tastier.

"Frankie, no matter how many times you get 'creative' and run up a new 'word', breakfast can't taste better, even though Ms. Cyrus makes a pretty good one.", I sighed at him. It was true, Ms. Cyrus' cooking was amazing. We started eating and talking, again. It was like bonding time.

"Dad, have you ever thought about getting a puppy? A sweet, innocent little german shepherd, or collie, or chihuahua, or maybe a golden?", Miley's almost silent voice started the conversation.

"A puppy? Well, a puppy takes lots of responsibility.", Mr. Cyrus replied, and gazed expectantly. "But if you promise to keep it safe then why not?", he smiled. Miley squealed and decided to wash all the dishes herself. Amazing what a little puppy can make you do...

In The Fields, After Dinner

Miley POV:

"And since most of this is our property this can be the puppy park, back there can be the playground, health care, beauty care...", I pointed everywhere and marked the places so I could remember.

"Oh my gosh I'm getting a puppy!", I squealed excitedly and hugged against Nick. He was my rock, my solid rock that I'd never ever bear to lose.

"You're getting a puppy...", Nick smiled down at me. I could sense something was wrong.

"What's wrong?", I frowned.

Nick began, "Nothing... Why would something be wrong? I mean, you're getting a puppy slash guard dog slash dog slash best friend.", he finished with a smile.

"Something's wrong,", I replied, "And I wanna know what it is!".

"That's it, trust me.", he frowned, "You don't believe me?".

"Fine, I believe you.", I sighed and gave him an eye twitch, "But if I find out something was wrong, oh you don't WANT to know what I'm going to do to you.", I gave a devilish grin.

"I think I do.", he smiled. And now I wanna do it to ya' now., I thought wildly then jumped at him, pushing him down on the grass and lying down to look at the fresh daily sky. It was a perfect spring afternoon...

"You know, we could always go horseback riding again.", I grinned wildly.

"Okay what do I do to return to the favour you did for me?", he whined. It really seemed like he had enough for a month.

"You can do this...", I smiled and leaned in for a big kiss. Or a makeout session. Whichever came first. It wasn't really expectant but it seemed like time wasn't ticking, and the house never existed, and neither did anything else but the field, and us...

"You know Miley, we can always do this...", he grinned and smacked lips right across mine, rolling on to me first.

"Or this.", I replied quickly and rolled onto him. It was pretty stupid... But you know, that's how I always feel when me and Nick are having our competition thingies... Like that talk in my room! I think you'd understand.

Back at the house

Nick POV:

We were completely wet. We fell into the nearby pond... I was freezing and I could tell Miley was too, but she seemed a bit shaky so I hugged my arm around her and pulled her close. She pulled into me like she always did.

"You know I still don't believe people don't know we're together. It's so obvious.", she sighed.

"How about not knowing and going to get some sleep?", I smiled. She lifted her eyebrow, and smiled. I was confused, then, several things happened at once. Miley went to kiss me, her dad walked in with a basket, and Joe made gagging noises.

"OH LORD!", Joe screamed. Typical Joe. What I expected from was something like a yelling session and a lecture. Instead it was just tapping Miley on the shoulder and showing her a basket.

"Awww...", Joe could be heard, Miley turned around, and I pulled closer to the basket. In it were few puppies.

"They're so adorableeee...!", Miley smiled. She was surprised, and I was too. She and I thought she wasn't going to get a puppy for at least a month.

"Pick one.", Mr. Cyrus smiled down at her, and Miley gasped.

"Really?", she stared.

"Really.", he replied. And then she looked around. There were a few chihuahuas, few goldens, few germans, and few collie's, just like she said. They were all moving around and barking and whining... It seemed so hard for Miley.

"I'd pick that cute little german.", I smiled, and Miley replied with a slight shake, picked up a little golden and started smiling.

"I think this is the one.", she giggled and played with his fur, scratching him behind the ear. I was the only one that noticed was going to go return the puppies that weren't chosen. Who knows, they may have been collected from the pound... Miley was sad about that but it was life... And the world was cruel. Life could've been worse, like, massacre on every corner. Well, that was part of life, kinda... Anyway, Miley played with the puppy, only to see it sniffing her nose and barking. He breathed into her, and she coughed at the side.

"Gahhh! Puppy breathh!", she gasped for clean air.


So whatcha think? Miley got a puppay. I know she has one already but shuushhh, it's moments like these that are awesome, playing pretend. Well, review, comment, favorite, alert, BYE :D! Next chapter due by... 31st march. That falls thursday. Rock on 8D.