Nick's pov.
I slowly opened my eyes, and quickly shut them, wanting to go back to sleep. I knew what I had to face, what I had to do, but I didn't want to. And thats the part about life that sucks.
Shit happens.
Miley's pov.
I sat there quietly, tapping the bottom of the bowl with my spoon.
"Miles.." I heard someone say. But like I've been doing, I ignored them.
I felt someone shake me, but I sat there, staring at the ground. A tear slowly rolled down my faces, and I watched as it hit the ground.
"Miley, look at me," I heard a soft yet firm voice say. I looked to my right and met the eyes of my younger sister, Noah.
I laughed and felt tears form in my eyes. "Miley, I love you," She said. She pulled me into a tight hug and I cried into her shoulder.
We remained that way for a couple more minutes, when I heard the doorbell ring. I made no move towards the door, no emotion, but I felt it coming...
Noah ran to the door, and looked through the peephole.
"Miley!" She yelled.
"Yes noah?"
"It's for you," She said plainly.
I made little effort to rush to the door, and took my time. I didn't look through the peephole, already knowing who it would be.
I opened the door, and my it took me a moment to fix my eyes on the figure standing before me.
I figured I was just seeing things, having just woken up ten or so minutes ago. But once I rubbed my eyes, and looked again, the thin, tall, and beautiful figure I had seen before was still there.
"Selena?" I asked, very confused.
She looked down, and then looked back up towards me. She did not want to look me in the eye, but I noticed she had been crying.
"Hi Miley," She said, "we need to talk. Please."
I nodded, moved to the side a little, and motioned for her to come inside.
Noah, who was standing next to me the whole time, mouth open, ran upstairs quickly. Selena walked ahead as I shut the door and locked it.
"Ummm, here, sit here." And I motioned towards the couch.
She nervously sat on the couch and put her purse down.
I sat across from here, and stared down at the ground. She did the same. It was silent, and very awkward.
I felt a rush of emotions when I saw her on my doorstep. I was angry, so very angry. I wanted nothing but to cuss her out and make her feel horrible. I was also in shock because I would've never thought her brave enough to ever show her face at my doorstep. But finally, I felt compassion. Compassion, not because of what happened to me, but because she went through the same thing with Nick. Roles reversed, I knew how she felt.
"I'm so so so so sorry Miley," she said abruptly, interrupting my thoughts. I was caught off guard at that comment, and I looked up with tears forming in my eyes. My throat was dry.
"I want you to know how terribly sorry I am. I never ever meant to hurt you. I should've been more considerate on your part. Nick was just a friend, and I missed him. I can honestly say it was a big mistake going back there and I feel terribly for how this has affected you. I am no one to come and stand on your doorstep, hoping you would accept my apology, but I need you to know this. I want nothing but for you to be happy Miley. You don't have to accept my apology, and I understand if you don't. But please know that I DO know how you feel, and if you need anyone, I am here," she spat out at me. She was sobbing, and playing with the hem on her skirt.
I sat there, staring at her, throat still dry. And then I did something I never thought I would ever do. I got up, walked over to Selena, looked in her eyes, and hugged her, tightly.
I felt her fumble with confusion, but she gradually put her arms around me and hugged me back.
"Thank you, Selena."
Nick's pov.
I stood at my front door with my brother Joe. We said our goodbye's to our family, grabbed our bags and walked out.
I put my bags in the trunk of Joe's Jeep. I checked my phone one more time, staring deeply at my wallpaper, which was a picture of me and Miley hugging. I sighed, sat in the passenger seat and rolled my window.
Leaving reality, saying hello to a week in the Bahamas.
