A/N: I do not own anything used in this story. Everything belongs to their rightful owners.
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Miley's POV:
(A few months later)
I snuggled deeper into the loveseat and deeper into Nick's oversized t-shirt, wrapping my arms around my own body. Nick was away at work, and I was home alone since I'd gotten a day off. I sighed. It was way too boring without Nick.
A few minutes later after attempting to watch TV, I gave up and pulled myself up, walking over to the phone. A few rings later, Mitchie picked the phone up. "Hey." I said. "Hey Miles, what's up?" she asked. "I'm bored. Nick's working today and I'm free. Entertain me?" I said and she giggled.
"Alright, what do you wanna do?" she asked and I shrugged, answering, "I don't care as long as I'm entertained." I stated. "Hmm… Oh, I know! We should go shopping for baby clothes!" she exclaimed excitedly. I rolled my eyes playfully, ever since she found out she was pregnant, she had become obsessed. But it was kinda nice cause I enjoyed fussing over my best friend's yet to be born baby as well.
"Ok… I'll come pick you up in half an hour… be ready!" I warned. "Yes ma'am." She replied and we giggled together before exchanging goodbyes and hanging up after which I walked into the bedroom to get changed.
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"How's this?" I held up a cute tiny little gown, Mitchie was having a baby girl. She tilted her head, narrowing her eyes as though scrutinizing it. I rolled my eyes, I knew she was gonna get it anyways; she already had a whole closet back home for her unborn baby, possibly larger than hers.
"Oh stop it." I said, finally, adding it to the growing pile. She laughed as I shook my head. About an hour and a half later, and about three more stores later, Mitchie finally decided that was enough for today. I sighed in relief as we dumped the bags onto my car trunk.
"I'm hungry." She stated as we'd both gotten in, me driving of course. I nodded, "What do you want?" She looked thoughtful for a while,"Hmm… Pistachio ice cream… with sauce! Yummy…" she announced with a grin. I wrinkled my nose and threw her a skeptical look, pregnancy definitely made her much crazier.
I giggled, "I'm not gonna watch you eat anything that gross… hope you can settle for humble old pizza." I joked as she pretended to be mad, crossing her arms and leaning back on the seat. We caught each other's eyes in the mirror and burst out laughing, but I had to control my laughter since I was driving.
We arrived at the pizza place and I got out of the car along with Mitchie. We made our way in and found ourselves a booth. The waitress, a young bubble-gum chewing blonde, came over a few minutes later and asked for our orders. Mitchie ordered as I politely declined.
"Aren't you getting anything, Miles?" Mitchie asked, I shook my head. "Nah, I'm not hungry." Mitchie kept staring at me. I let out a dry chuckle, "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" I asked her. She shook her head, "Nothing. Nothing."
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Later that night, I stumbled into the house, a bunch of shopping bags in my hand and a box of pizza held in the other, which made it quite difficult to open the door. Mitchie had forced me to go shopping afterwards, although I can't complain. And then, we had just driven around, and done random things until it was too late.
Nick was watching TV, he looked up as I entered and smiled, "Hey." I smiled back genuinely and walked over to him after the dropping all the stuff on the table. I sat down next to him, immediately cuddling onto his side. It felt extremely good since my body was aching for rest. I mean, all we did all day was shop, gossip, and giggle like crazy little kids. But that too recquires a lot of energy I guess.
"How was your day?" he asked me. I shrugged, "Just like any typical Miley-Mitchie day." I explained with a giggle. He smiled and dropped a kiss onto my forehead. "How about yours?" I asked him as I stood up, walking over to the food I'd brought. "Dull without you." He replied, making me smile to myself.
I walked into the kitchen to get him a plate onto which I placed two pieces of pizza. Picking up the box as well, I placed it on the coffee table and handed him the plate. He accepted it, "Aren't you eating?" he asked and I shook my head.
Lately, I have been feeling kind of weird. As in, I myself don't know what the problem is, and nothing seems different either. But not in a million years would I admit that I felt like this to anyone. They would freak and blow everything way out of proportion.
Nick stared at me worriedly, but also as though he was afraid to say anything in case I blew up again. I smiled reassuringly. "I-I… already ate." I lied. He seemed relieved, "Oh, alright then." He said, settling back on the couch. I had gotten used to lying about my eating. They never listened when I told them I simply wasn't hungry. I need to eat to keep my strength up… blah, blah, blah.
A little while later, after Nick was done eating and all, we just continued to snuggle on the couch, which felt really good. He looked down at me and I smiled. He smiled back before leaning down and softly pressing his lips to mine. I had been waiting for this the whole day (give me a break, we haven't seen each other the whole day, and I missed him!) and I kissed back eagerly.
A few minutes later, our little kiss had turned into a full-blown make-out session. Soon, even without my knowledge, my hands were on his shirt buttons. He pulled away and stared at me with a bemused twinkle in his eyes, "Whoa. Eager much?" I rolled my eyes, "Shut up." I told him half-serious-half-playful-ly as I kissed him again.
A few minutes later, he was into it as much as I was, and now my shirt was off as well as his. His hands were running up and down my sides. Suddenly, he just froze with his lips still on mine. My eyes fluttered open to meet his worried gaze. I pulled away, "What's wrong?" I asked him, frowning.
"I should be asking you that," he said, confusing me, "Miley, when the heck did you get so skinny?!" he exclaimed. "Are you calling me fat?" I asked him, confused and slightly offended. "No, no!" he cried. I got off him and put my shirt back on.
"You were perfect. You're just too skinny right now! I can almost feel your bones." He said and I frowned. Who did he think he was? "Ok, so now I have to be in some sort of –particular weight to be your girlfriend?" I asked my eyebrows inching up.
He looked panic-stricken. "No, Mi--!" "Save it." I cut him off walking into the bedroom and slamming the door. I stalked over to the bed and plopped down on my stomach and pulled a pillow up, resting my head on it. What had all that been? Never before had Nick said anything like that to me. Tears came rushing into my eyes, stupid tears. I have a little fight with Nick and immediately I'm crying! How pathetic am I?
A few minutes later, a timid knock came upon the door with a similar sounding Nick, "Miley?" I rolled my eyes before snapping, "What?!" "I'm sorry… I didn't mean to offend you. I'm just worried about you. I'm sorry, I really am… I'll do anything to make it up to you." I softened at that, how could I stay mad at this guy for more than five minutes?
With a smile, I stood up and walked over to the door before unlocking it. Nick smiled when he saw me smiling. I wrapped my arms around him, nuzzling my face into his neck. "I'm sorry," my voice came out muffled, "I don't know why I'm overreacting like this." I explained. He shook his head before kissing my head and whispering, "No, I'm sorry. I love you," As his hand stroked my hair lovingly. "I love you too."
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The next day morning, I woke up the same way I do every morning, with Nick's arms wrapped around me. I looked over to the alarm that was ringing. I shut it off before it could wake Nick up and checked the time: 5:45 a.m.
I groaned, well there was the end of my break. I had to get back to work today. These were the downsides of being a musician. I had rehearsals for my concerts all day, and I couldn't even get myself to get off bed. Ten minutes of lying in the bed, just listening to Nick and my breaths, I pulled myself out to shower and get dressed.
After I had accomplished that, I walked back into the room to find Nick awake. "Hey." I said and he smiled, "Off so soon?" I nodded, "See you tonight." I said, pressing a light kiss on his lips. He sighed cutely and I ruffled his hair teasingly before reluctantly leaving my adorable boyfriend.
I grabbed a sandwich on my way out, merely for energy purposes since I didn't feel like eating anything. I quickly gobbled it up as I slid into my car. I drove out of our parking and rolled the windows down as I drove down the busy streets.
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"Take a break everybody, you deserve it!" Mia, my choreographer called around mid-afternoon, after millions of complicated steps and such. I sighed gratefully, collapsing onto a nearby cushioned chair and draining down a whole bottle of water. I leaned my head back onto the chair and closed my eyes momentarily.
My body ached all over. My head started to spin when I opened my eyes again, I held my head and blinked, then it became alright. "Everyone back to the stage!" I heard Mia yell much too soon. I sighed, pulling myself off the chair reluctantly. This is what I had signed up for when I'd become a singer, I have to deal with it now, there's no going back. Not that I wanted to give it up, never in a million years.
"Noddin' my head like 'Yeah!', Movin' my hips like 'Yeah!'" I sang as I danced around the stage about an hour later of undisturbed rehearsals. My head started spinning once again, but I ignored it. "It's a party in the US—" Next thing I know, black spots appear in front of my eyes and a second later my head meets the floor with a painful Thunk! And then my world goes completely blank.
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A/N: Heeyyy! Sorry I have been kinda MIA with this story and BTS. I guess I was too caught up with 'Cold As You'. After all, that is my most read and reviewed story, so it's natural I feel motivated to write that. Anywho, I'm sorry. Hope you liked this chapter. Things are getting so close to going bad—pay close attention. Although I think I overdid it in this chapter and might have given it away. Hehe. ;)
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