Hi guys....first of all I wanna apologize....I know I really really know.....I really wasn't taking the piss....i was soo busy and i really didn't have any ideas...but now I really no where I want dis story to go....lol....i hope you guys forgive me and read on lollllzzz
Miley and Nick both enjoyed their so called cocking. It took them longer than usual because they were messing about telling each other funny stories and acting like they were fourteen again.
"Watch the pan!" Nick said alarmed but still laughing.
"Oh hell," Miley shouted and ran over to the cooker and turned the heat down. She took a fork and tasted a bit out of the frying pan. "Mmmmh. Perfect!" She exclaimed and licked her lips.
They sat together talking and eating as Nick's phone started ringing. He looked at the phone and then at Miley. He hesitated so she gave him one of those go-ahead looks. So he did. As he was talking he walked out of the room.
Miley felt her heart skip a beat. She had never thought about that. Of course he had a girlfriend. He was Nick Jonas so why would he be single? She rolled up on the couch feeling really uncomfortable. Like the third wheel. What was she doing here? How could she think that she could just crash back into his life and everything will be the same. Of course he had a life, a girlfriend maybe kids. Did he??
Meanwhile Nick was talking to Angela in the other room. Paul had agreed to let Nick take Monique with him back to his place to see Miley. Apparently she has been crying for her mom as well as Miley has been crying for her. Nick and Angela got everything clear and Nick was going to pick Monique up straight away so she could spend a couple of days with them. Nick really just wanted to see Miley smile again. It killed him inside to see her sad. He couldn't be happy if she wasn't. The last time he saw her was when she just got married; a that time he thought if that's what makes her happy it's fine with him. And if happy now means getting back with Paul....he got lost in his own thought. For a couple of moments he didn't know what to do. Was he doing the right thing? Why couldn't everything be the way it was when they were fifteen?
Miley downstairs had gotten all her stuff, which wasn't much and was on her way out. She didn't want to ruin his life as well. Only because she had fucked up her life and couldn't find happiness doesn't mean that she had the right to ruin it for him. His girlfriend was probably coming over. And honestly, who wants to see their boyfriends ex on his couch in his shirt on a Sunday afternoon?
Nick ran downstairs. "Miley. I'll be back in a bit! I have to sort something out." He shouted over his shoulder as he ran out of the house.
He drove to Angela's office, where Paul was already waiting with Monique.
"Hello, Mr Jonas." Paul greeted way too polite.
"Hi," Nick replied casually.
Paul analysed Nick's face inch by inch as if he was trying to find a screw that would prove that Nick is not human. Nick, who was obviously used to people staring at him found this very strange and rude, especially after he greeted him as if talking to Obama.
"Can I help you?" Nick tried.
"Umm....am....am....sorry...it's just your eyes....."
"I don't understand, sorry"
"Never mind"
"Soooo," Angela started to end the awkward situation. "Paul I believe, you gave Monique promotion to stay with Miley and Nick for some days?"
"Yeah...Yeah I did."
A way too loud "why" that was only meant as a thought escaped Nick's lips.
"umm...to be honest I feel sorry for Miley. I am sorry for what I have done and I feel responsible."
"Good" Nick mumbled under his breath.
So....what do you think??? I no its not long but i first want to no what u think before i put more up.....no taking the piss and just want to no if u like the direction lol
