A/N- Sorry for not updating yesterday! Hurt my finger at netball and was struggling to type :( Don't have an exam tomorrow so thought I might as well quickly update today :D

Chapter 6

Miley POV

"Well if you disapprove so much why are you here?" I asked Demi flatly,

I pulled on what seemed to be the hundredth dress but in reality it was only the third,

"Because I love you! You're my best friend and so is Nick, I'm just saying you've put me in an awkward position. I'm mad at both of you but at the same time I'm still getting over the shock and watching how cute you two interact" Demi stated as I gave a laugh gazing at myself.

We were at the same boutique that Danielle purchased her Vera Wang wedding dress from, this was designer and celebrity central. None of these dresses were actually for sale they were just samples and ideas, then they were all individually made by the designer to suit what ever the buyer wanted. For me I was going for simple, because to me over the top looked good on the red carpet but tacky when it came to weddings. And if we were having a beach wedding, the bigger the dress the harder it would be to walk in the sand let alone draw attention to the entire bridal party.

"Yeah well, trust me it's hard like today you're not the only one who is mad" I stated with a sigh and opened the door, Demi gazed at me and shrugged. It was a pretty dress, but I had to agree it just wasn't the one.

"I can't believe you're getting married, I mean no offense but I honestly thought you would marry Liam" Demi stated as I walked back in the room and began to take the dress off grabbing the next one.

"I know at times so did I, when ever I have a fight with Nick it made me realize that Liam…he's a really good person. But I have a plan all set up for him, a perfect plan" I stated as my voice got higher in excitement…this was it, this was the dress.

I opened the door to see Demi staring down, "I don't get it…what's your plan? Like is it something bad because I really-"

Demi just stared at me, her mouth was just open unable to even mutter a word. I looked down at the dress, it was simple and perfect everything I wanted to look on my wedding day. I saw Demi just start nodding her head, I smiled running my hands down it. I was happy that it wasn't too over the top, the skirt wasn't huge and it was modest which was a change from my normal style. For my wedding though I wanted to look classy!

"You look so gorgeous Miley…" She stated as I bit my lip, "It's absolutely beautiful…"

"I like it too"

"You should, you look amazing!"

"Wow look at you, that looks absolutely gorgeous Ms. Stewart. I'm sure your fiancé will love you in it, " I heard the woman that was helping me with the dresses say, I nodded looking at it again. "It looks great, but honestly I reckon the sequin pattern needs to be changed, but everything else it fits you like it was made for you" I nodded, yeah that sounded good.

"So have you set the date yet, for the wedding? I am sure it will be a media frenzy" She continued as I walked back into the room and removed the dress. I gave a sigh thinking about it…

"I'm thinking summer…the sooner the better, I mean it's March now…so I'm thinking June maybe" I stated picking up my ripped jeans off the floor and pulling them on as Demi gave a sigh.

"What about June 11th?" Demi suggested,

I instantly thought about that, it would be a perfect date...I liked that idea.

"So the groom I'm guessing is your boyfriend the young Australian boy?" The woman asked,

I walked out holding the dress carefully as Demi shot me a look. She was in her mid forties the woman…and I knew what she'd think of me…

"No…not really" I whispered, she instantly just looked upon me confused. I sighed, a good thing about this place was it remained confidential. So many celebrities came in here that they had a contract binding the assistants from saying anything about anyone.

"I'm marrying Nick Jonas, my boyfriend of 6 years" I stated, she looked upon me and just looked confused as she took the dress. She gave me a weak smile looking away,

"My daughter is a fan, she always talks about Nick and you, how you broke up…obviously you never did then?" She asked and I shook my head…Demi smiled at me awkwardly.

"No..."

"Right," She stated, from her tone I knew she was judging me.

"I'm not a slut, Disney isn't a very nice company to work for they threatened me that I would be fired if I didn't conform to their standards, which included not dating the love of my life…" I whispered and instantly I knew by the look on her face I'd won her over.

"Well that's good for you very good, congratulations…my daughter will be very pleased. Come let's look at the patterns" She stated,

I smiled as we followed her through the gorgeous building to a room with folders just everywhere. "Right here we are…any of these" She stated opening a book, I sat with Demi on a stool and began to go through them as the woman spoke about each design. I finally decided on one as I had both of them in agreement with me.

"Thank you so much Ms Stewart, we'll ring you when the dress is complete and you can come in and see if you approve of it" She stated with a smile and I nodded grinning as we walked out the door.

"Thanks bye" I stated,

I closed the door and exchanged a look with Demi as she let out an excited giggle…I was getting married! I suddenly felt my phone vibrate and pulled it out...

"Oh no…look" I whispered holding up the phone for Demi, I had 10 missed calls from Nick…and 5 missed calls from Selena. Demi just looked at me scared getting out her own phone…

"15 from Selena…I'll ring her you ring him?" She suggested and I nodded as we both moved the phones to our ears,

This couldn't be good.

Nick POV

I sat on the couch with a bottle in my hand, it was vodka from Russia some of the best well that's what I'd been told by the seller in down town L.A. He hadn't asked for ID, he knew who I was and he'd just ignored my age and let me buy it, he must have seen the look on my face. I was upset…I mean I didn't love Selena but god I was not expecting it to hurt this much! I just didn't know what to do now, I felt like an absolute dickhead.

"Nick…"

I listened carefully making sure I wasn't imagining it,

"Nick you here?" I heard Miley call,

I looked around panicked and sculled the rest of the contents with one quick mouthful and threw the bottle under the couch. She'd be pissed if she knew I'd been drinking.

"Nick are you home?"

"Nick, I rang but you didn't answer...baby I'm sorry it ended like that" I heard her say this time closer, I could now clearly hear her feet on the floorboards right behind me.

"Hey, I'm sorry"

"Don't be,"

"I feel so bad Nick"

I gazed up at her beautiful face as she sighed and walked around to me and sat down on the couch. I watched her as she moved her hand to my cheek. "Demi went to see Selena, you okay?" She whispered looking at me carefully. I needed to take my mind off things…I moved towards her as she gazed at me confused.

I pressed my lips against hers roughly and pushed her back against the couch, I felt her kiss me back but then stopped pushing away from me. I gazed at her confused had she just rejected me as well? She just stared up at me annoyed.

"Nick have you been drinking?" She asked disgusted,

Yet again I pushed my lips against Miley's perfect lips tasting the sweet vanilla lip balm. She instantly began to struggle to push me off her as I grabbed her hands forcing them down,

"Nick…stop" She hissed in my mouth,

She managed to push me off looking at me upset, why wasn't she kissing me back? She quickly stood up, and stared at me nervously. Why was she looking at me like that? Why wasn't she kissing me back? I felt so rejected not only by my girlfriend, but now my soon to be wife...could today get any fucking worse?

"Why won't you…you…kiss...me?" I mumbled struggling to say my words,

She just looked at me disappointed and shook her head, I watched confused as she turned walking to leave the house…

"Miley…wait" I yelled jumping up,

"No"

"I'm sorry, you don't...want to kiss okay...that's cool" I stuttered out,

I couldn't let her leave, I stumbled a little trying to walk straight but found I really couldn't. Thankfully she hadn't moved far and I caught her in the hallway.

"Stop walking away from me"

"You're drunk…"

"No I'm not!"

"Nick, just stay here okay. I'm not staying around you when you're like this" She hissed turning and looking at me, I saw the look of annoyance cross her face.

"I'm sorry, I am sorry! I am fucking sorry okay! I am fucking sorry I love you and you don't want to kiss me!" I yelled at her as I stepped towards her, she instantly stepped back. Yet again I saw the look, why the fuck was she scared of me?

"Why are you moving away from me?"

"Because you're drunk dickhead!" She yelled annoyed,

"I told you I'm not!"

"Go sit back on the couch and call me when you sober up, idiot" She stated annoyed and turned towards the door, I lunged out grabbing her arm.

"No, I'm not an idiot!...You have to say you love me!" I yelled at her, she tried to pull her arm away from me but I wouldn't budge…I needed to hear her say it.

"Nick let me go"

"No, just say it"

I felt tears come to my eyes, while she looked at me scared...

"No, I don't love you like this Nick! You're drunk!"

"SAY YOU LOVE ME"

"NO! LET GO OF ME NICK!" She screamed tears forming in her eyes,

I heard the door fly open and kept my eyes on Miley confused "NICK, OH MY GOD, LET GO OF HER!" I heard someone scream as Miley let out a sob, I just stared at her…why was she crying? I saw a tear spill down her face as she looked at me hurt.

It took me a moment to come back a little to reality…right acting time. I looked down to see I was still holding her hand...

"GET AWAY FROM HER!" Joe screamed,

I felt my whole body pushed against the wall and instant pain as my head contacted the wall. Why was everything spinning?

"I'm sorry…I am sorry" I started pretend pleading, as I just stared at the blurry image of the two people…was one of them Dani? Or Demi…wait no that was Kevin? I couldn't tell! "I am sorry…Miley baby I love you…I am sorry"

I knew the words coming out of my mouth were true I didn't meant to say that I loved her, but now I had. Hopefully my drunkenness would prevail to them, that I was just making everything up...

"He's drunk…" Joe stated,

"It's okay Miley shh it's okay" Dani whispered,

"She okay?" I heard Joe yell as he pulled me away from the wall, I gazed now more clearly to see Danielle hugging Miley while Kevin just stood staring at me.

"Miley…MILEY! I'M SORRY…" I yelled at her,

Joe pushed me away into the dining room and slammed the door. He forced me down on a seat as my vision went blurry for a second…

"NICK what the hell is wrong with you?" Joe screamed and I just gazed at the floor…

"I'm sorry!"

We had to make this look believable even if I was drunk I had to get my words right…The again was Miley acting? Or did I really upset her? I didn't know what to do now!

"I am sorry…Is…she okay? Did I hurt her…I didn't mean it! I'm sorry…" I whispered as I let out a sob and Joe sighed putting his hand on my back. I just broke down into tears, some of them real some fake...I just didn't know why she'd rejected me...

"She'll be fine Nick…you just scared her, she's fine…how much have you drunk?" Joe asked calmly as I kept crying,

"I am sorry…I am sorry…Miles…I am sorry" I whispered continuing to cry knowing I'd made a huge mistake,