Chapter 5
Mileys POV
I was in utter shock that Nick Jonas had approached me and helped me out. This was so embarrassing…if he noticed that there was a problem how many other people noticed? And what about the press? Thank goodness they weren't aloud inside!
"You want to come meet my brothers?" he smiled kindly at me, I felt my heart flutter.
"Are you sure? Like I am really thankful for your help back there, but you know you don't have to feel sorry for me, I am ok!" I didn't need any sympathy…I was strong and had learnt how to deal with everything on my own.
I could feel him staring at me, as if he could read my mind, "It is not a problem at all…and it definitely isn't out of sympathy, I always see you around and have wanted to meet you for like forever" wow his smile was to die for. He offered his arm for me to hold and guided me to where his group was standing.
For the rest of the night I sat with the Jonas brothers, they were all perfect gentlemen and I actually felt myself smiling…genuinely smiling. The thing that surprised me the most was Nick never once asked me a question about what was going on with me and Cody, of course I was thankful for this, but couldn't understand why he wasnt curious? Most people would have been, everyone always ones to know what's going on in my life.
It was time for us all to leave, so I picked up my belongings and said my goodbyes, heading for the door.
"Wait, Miley" I turned to see Nick standing up to follow me.
"Yes nick?"
"I just wanted to walk you out, make sure you got home safely" I smiled at him, I was not used to guys being so gentlemanly, and…well…caring. I hardly even knew Nick and he didn't know anything about me, but I was glad that I met him this fateful night…it felt like something good was finally happening to me. First Jerry, now Nick.
Nicks POV
I know this probably sounds crazy, but I was instantly drawn to Miley. It wasn't just the fact that I wanted to find out more about her because I felt we had a lot in common, but it was also that when she spoke to me my heart flipped a million times…and it was a feeling I hadn't felt in so long. I felt happy around her.
"Nick you really don't have to walk me out its fine" Miley said to me, flashing me her beautiful smile. I could tell that she was not used to this sort of attention.
"Nonsense, plus I wanted to ask if there is any chance I will be seeing you again after tonight?" woo where did that come from? I was al of a sudden confident and extremely forward. That is definitely something I am not usually!
Her eyes widened, oh I knew I should have kept my mouth shut. I looked at her, willing her to speak and eventually she opened her mouth "I could maybe give you my number?"
I quickly grabbed out my phone and handed it to her. She then called her own phone so that she would then have my number. I can't describe the way I felt at this moment. She handed my phone back to me and as I took it from her hands. I felt the soft skin of her fingers. She was so delicate, yet absolutely beautiful. I couldn't help but stare at her, I didn't want her to leave but I knew she had to. At least I had her number and knew this wouldn't be our last meeting. Smiling to myself I walked back to my brothers.
Mileys POV
Eventually my limo pulled up to my house. Thanking the driver, I slowly slipped out of the car and walked towards my house. It was pitch black and empty…the way it always was when I arrived home. It was just so unwelcoming, my night had been so much fun but coming home to a place like this really put a downer on it.
I headed straight for my office and switched on the computer. Nick had made my mind stop thinking about Jerry for a few hours, but know that I was home he was the only person I wanted to talk to.
GoodAndBroken Signs on…
I look on and notice a few people online, but Jerry isn't one of them. Perfect…I thought to myself. So I decided I would go take a quick shower and slip into something more comfortable…hoping he would sign on eventually.
It was 12 at night by the time I sat back at my computer, and I knew there was so chance he would be on but I looked anyways.
To my surprise just as I sat down I heard the little noise indicating one of my friends was signing on. My heart skipped a beat as I noticed it was him…
TakeABreath: I was hoping you would be online
I smiled brightly, as my fingers danced across the keyboard. Jerry was someone I could honestly say I felt genuinely happy to talk to.
GoodAndBroken: Likewise! How are you doing?
I sat patiently, waiting for his reply, as I reflected on my night. Nick had been so wonderful to me. This guy, whom I barely knew, stepped in and saved me from Cody, let me tag along with him, and walked me out to my car. It was truly wonderful, and just a little reminder that chivalry wasn't dead.
TakeABreath: Had a…busy…night. Just unwinding...how about you?
Hah, busy night…I can relate.
GoodAndBroken: About the same. So listen, thank you for letting me talk to you the other day. It was so nice…I feel like I have no one to talk to.
I typed this out, knowing a thank you was in order. I kindof went off on him, laying all my problems out on the line. And he was kind enough to not write me off, but to listen and to take what I said to heart.
TakeABreath: well, I'm always around if you want to talk.
My heart fluttered as I read this. That was the kindest thing I had ever seen. I constantly felt like I was boring people when I spoke of my problems, so I learned to bottle it all up. However I was quickly learning this was a bad thing.
My fingers taped across the keyboard, as I entered in a reply.
GoodAndBroken: Thanks! And I believe its time I reciprocate the favor…do you have anything you want to vent about?
TakeABreath: Oh, well, I mean…I'm fine. I don't want to bore you…
Bore me? If anyone did the boring, it was me.
GoodAndBroken: Nonsense! What are friends for? Start talking, mister!
TakeABreath: Well, it's just that…I feel I live in a bubble.
GoodAndBroken: A bubble?
TakeABreath: Yeah, I guess…what I mean is that I feel so constrained…so confined. Like, I cant run my own life, I cant control what happens with me. If I try and make a decision, I feel like someone is right there to override it…
My eyes widened, as I read this. This guy had such a beautiful soul, and he could clearly think about things on a different level. A level that didn't include "scoring chicks" and "scoring baskets". For once, I felt like I was actually having a meaningful conversation with a guy.
GoodAndBroken: I most definitely know what you mean.
TakeABreath: And its like, I trail behind my…family name. It's like…it's like I'm not an individual. I cant be my own person. I know that doesn't make much sense but…
GoodAndBroken: No, I mean I cant relate to that so much, but I know what you mean. I understand where you're coming from.
TakeABreath: Yeah, its just…I don't know, Its just not easy.
My heart hurt for him. Here he was, bearing his soul to me, and he seemed so beaten up about it.
GoodAndBroken: Yeah, I'm really sorry. I wish there was something more I could say…
TakeABreath: No, no no. Just talking helps. I don't have many people to talk to…I have to pick and choose my friends carefully…
Reading this, I never felt closer to anyone. It's like he took the words out of my mouth. I wanted to tell him, but I didn't want to freak him out, so I went with a casual response.
GoodAndBroken: I hear ya.
TakeABreath: haha. So, on a different note, how has your evening been?
I winced remembering Cody, but smiled thinking of Nick. He was a true gentleman, and I was so happy I got to meet him.
GoodAndBroken: Absolutely wonderful. Phenomenal, even. Though I did run into my ex…how's that for a twist in the story?
TakeABreath: haha yikes! How'd it go? The run-in, I mean…
A tear slid down my face and dropped onto the keyboard, as I typed. I glanced down at my arm, noticing a black and purple bruise forming where Cody had latched onto me.
GoodAndBroken: Awkward, and just…not very good. Luckily someone stepped in, it could've made a turn for the worse.
TakeABreath: How so?
More tears leaked from my eyes, as I thought about the times Cody had gotten violent with me. He usually only went as far as to grip onto my arms, but occasionally he's slapped me.
GoodAndBroken: Lets just say…my ex can get kindof aggressive.
TakeABreath: wow. Well, please be careful...i don't want anything to happen to you.
The tears flooded out of my eyes as I read this. It was so kind, and it made me feel like someone actually cared about what happened to me.
GoodAndBroken: Thanks, that's sweet!
TakeABreath: No problem!
I glanced at the clock and noticed it was nearly 1 in the morning. I had an early morning tomorrow, so I figured I should sign off.
GoodAndBroken: Well, Jerry, I hate to say this, but I've really got to go.
TakeABreath: Good, then I don't feel bad about having to leave as well
I giggled lightly, as I typed in a response.
GoodAndBroken: haha goodnight, Jerry, we'll talk soon.
TakeABreath: Take care, Rae, and sleep well.
TakeABreath has signed off.
I logged off of AIM and shut down my computer. I had had a long, stressful day, and it was time I went to bed.
I padded into my bedroom and pulled back the comforter of my bed, and climbing under the sheets. Snuggling in, I nestled my head into the pillow and fell into a deep sleep.
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