A/N: Sorry I haven't posted in a couple days! I've been busy with school stuff, but I hope this dramatic chapter makes up for it! :P
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Chapter 7:
It was the night of my date with Nick, and my stomach was doing flips. "Honey, Nick's here." My mom said through the door. I took a deep breath then opened the door and walked out to where he was waiting. "Hey beautiful." He turned around and revealed that he was holding a single red rose. "Hey." I said blushing. "Oh, this is for you." He said handing me the rose. "Thank you." I said taking it and sniffing it. "Ready to go my lady?" He asked holding out his arm. I nodded and took his arm. I said goodbye to my parents and walked out the door.
Nick wasn't one of those guys who tried to go all out on the first date. He liked to keep things simple, and leave extravagant for special occasions. We ended up seeing a movie and then going to an ice cream parlor, and it turns out we have the same favorite flavor of ice cream, mint chocolate chip. "So, are you having a good time?" Nick asked as we ate our ice cream. "I'm having a great time." I smiled as Nick took my free hand from under the table and intertwined our fingers. "Me too."
We walked back to Nick's car holding hands and before I opened the car door, he pulled me to him and kissed me gently. There were those dang sparks again…"Wow." I said smiling. "I really like you, Miley."
"I like you too."
He opened the car door for me and I slid in. We got back to my house, and like a gentleman, Nick walked me to my door. "Thank you for this lovely evening." I said turning to him. "Thank you for accompanying me." I leaned in and kissed his cheek. "Goodnight." I got in and closed the door behind me and sighed happily.
Since that night Nick and I have been inseparable. We've been seeing each other about three weeks now. I still haven't met any of his family…other than Demi of course. I had never been to his place before either; we only always hung out at my house. "Nick?" I asked breaking our heated make out session. "What?" He asked trying not to be too disappointed that I pulled away. "We've been seeing each other a while now and we always hang out at my house, the mall, movies, or anywhere but your place. Why is that?" Nick tensed up and lightly took me off his lap and walked toward my bedroom door and walked out. "Nick!" I called, going after him. It was too late; he had already gotten in his car and driven off.
The next day I told him not to pick me up for school and avoided him the whole day. "So, Nick tells me you're mad at him. What did he do?" Demi asked in English. "I asked him why we never hang out at your house and he flipped out and left." Demi's face went pale and I knew she wanted to drop the subject. I sighed and left the room as the bell rang. I had no idea what was going on with those two…there was something they obviously didn't want me to know…
"Miley! Wait up! Please!" Nick begged running to catch up with me. I ignored him and got into my dad's car. "It looks like Nick wants to talk to you. Do you want me to wait while you do?" My dad asked. "No, just drive."
"Did you two get into a fight?"
"I really don't want to talk about it. Can you just drive, please?" I rested my head against the glass and closed my eyes. Nick beat us back to my house, but I told my dad not to let him in, and he listened, which I really appreciated. "How much longer are you going to ignore him?" My mom asked coming in to my room later that night. "Forever." I said bitterly. Okay, maybe I was overreacting, but how would you feel if your boyfriend up and left in the middle of a conversation without any explanation? "What happened?"
"He got up and left in the middle of a conversation without any explanation. He's hiding something from me."
"What makes you think he's hiding something?"
"I asked him why we never go to his house to hang out and then bam! He leaves. Then, when I asked Demi about it she got that same look in her eyes that Nick had. She knows something about it."
"Have you tried asking one of them what it was about?"
"No."
"Maybe you should hear Nick out. He's obviously trying to talk to you." I sighed. I knew she was right. I stood up and walked out to my front yard where Nick was waiting for me. "Okay, what do you want?" I asked crossing my arms over my chest. He stood up and looked me in the eyes. "I shouldn't have walked out on you like that, I'm sorry." I stood there waiting to hear more. He looked confused when I didn't say anything. "And?"
"And what?"
"Ugh!" I turned and walked back toward my house. "Stop! What else did I do?" He asked grabbing my arm. "You're avoiding telling me why you don't want your family to meet me, and why we never hang out at your house. I know you're hiding something, and that Demi is too." He stayed silent. I crossed my arms again and walked back to my house. "Miley, I'm sorry, okay? I just-"
"You just what?"
"I can't tell you." He said looking down at the ground. I walked back over to him and rested my hand on his cheek. "You can tell me anything." He closed his eyes; I saw tears start to roll down his cheeks. "What's wrong?" I asked. All the anger had drained out of me, and now I only was concerned for him. "I think we should take a break." I took a step back and looked at him with tears now coming to my eyes. "I'm sorry." He kissed the top of my head and then walked away, leaving me confused and broken.
