I woke up very late that next morning to the sound of a loud banging noise coming from above me. I swiftly grabbed my phone from under my pillow. It read 12:37pm. I was right. It was late.

I knew it was Nick making the banging noise, so that's what woke me up. But heck, it was annoying.

"Nick. What are you doing?"?

"Making my bed.." He said, sounding confused and concentrated.

I would've killed to see the stunning look on his face right now.

"Keep it down, you woke me up."

"And about time, too!"

He swung down from his bunk, landing perfectly on the floor without stumbling or falling over. Skill. He sat on the edge of my bed hunched over, looking around. He was dressed all casual and cute. A red plaid shirt over a white v-neck, and some black jeans. Whilst I was sitting like a pig in my bed, wearing my sloppy pyjamas. Grreeeeaaaaat.

I propped myself up and sighed, being cooped up in this house was.. boring.

"What have you got planned for today, Nick?"

"Have you seen the weather? It's the same as last night."

"Are you serious? But I'm so bored of staying here.."

"Well, I'll take you somewhere. What do you fancy?"

What did he mean, What do you fancy? I hardly know my way around my own head, let alone this place. It's only been four days. He's supposed to be the one coming up with places to go, not me.

Boys. Typical.

"There's a good pizza place not too far from here, if you want to grab a few slices.."

Pizza. Now that is more like it.

I nodded and smiled, flinging my arms out to stretch. I had a very comfy sleep, due to the storm which made it much more calming than usual. The harsh rain springing off the concrete outside. Heavenly.

Nick sat still on my bed whilst I rolled out and onto the floor, propping myself up. I walked over to my suitcase, deciding on which outfit to wear. Today, I decided to pick by myself. Y'know, to keep with the whole friends thing. I decided on wearing jeans and a black & grey striped top. Simple, but cute. Nick was still sitting on my bed, I felt his eyes glued to my skin. Stuck there, without a cause. I didn't want to make things awkward by asking why he was staring, so I just smiled and walked into the bathroom to get ready for a new day.


Nick's P.O.V

"Miley, are you ready to leave?" I shouted from the bottom of the stairs.

"Just coming!"

I could hear light footsteps coming from upstairs. They were going back and fourth, over and over again. She couldn't have been lost, it's just.. my house? She must have been looking for something.

She quickly rushed downstairs, smiling.

"Thought I lost my phone!" She said, clutching it tightly to her chest as she spoke breathlessly. Cute.

I gave her a confused smirk, I noticed she acted all.. strange when I smirked. So, i'll take that as a good thing. For now.

When we got into the car, it was quiet. But not awkward. She was staring hopelessly out of the car window as the glass was down and she stuck her head out. Her hair was flopping about mad and her face was covered in rain droplets when she finally brought her head back in and rolled up the window. She looked like she had been dragged through a bush backwards, but she looked rough and sexy. Very pure.

As I turned one more corner, she took a compact out of her bag. Supposedly to work on herself. I liked the new look. The whole dragged-through-a-bush-backwards thing.

I noticed she'd been acting different these past few days. Before Selena visited, she was flirty and wacky around me. Now she's friendly and cool. Girls, eh? No.

As we pulled up, the pizza parlour looked very empty. There was a few people inside, maybe three or four? I didn't mind. They did very good, cheap pizza.

I tried to be a gentleman and open Miley's door for her, but she was too quick for me, so ended up almost falling out of the car and onto the wet ground. Not a good sign. But I did manage to open the parlour door for her, and pull her chair out when we got inside.

"Wow, this place is so.. vintage!"

"Yeah, it's pretty old. But the pizza is.. something." I laughed.

She smiled and tapped her fingers off the table separating us. Her long shiny nails looked perfect. Mine were just.. nails. I wasn't that bothered. A boy with buffed, manicured nails wouldn't be my first choice.

When the waitress came around, she flipped over her pad and smiled at us. She had a nice smile, it was very natural and sweet. She had very white teeth, too. Her face was cushioned between locks of golden curls and her green eyes shined in this low lighted place. Let's just say, she was pretty. But much of an understatement to Miley. Miley was beautiful, this girl was pretty. Big difference.

"Can I take your guys' order?"

"Can I have the.. um.. pepp- no. The.. chee- no. Yeah. Wait. No. Can I just get.. spicy chicken?"

"Are you sure, Miley? You don't sound sure." I laughed, rubbing the back of my neck as I looked up at the waitress. "I'll just have the same, thanks."

The waitress, who's name-tag read Ellie smiled and noted it down in her pad, then walked away.

"Nick?"

"Mhmm?" I snapped my head towards her.

"You 'kay? You seem kind of.. out of it."

"Oh. Sorry. Are you okay? You've been acting.. strange lately."

As soon as I said this, her eyes dropped to the floor as she began to shuffle her feet across the floor. I think she wanted me to avoid this question, but I was already on it. So why stop now?

"Miley?"

"I'm fine."

"Liar."

"No. I am."

"No, you are a liar."

This.. creative discussion, as my mom likes to call it, could've gone on for hours. But I knew she was hiding something and I really wanted to know what. It bugs me when she hides things. I like to know everything.

"You can tell me. You're the one saying you want us to share more."

I could tell by the look in her face that she knew I was right.

"But that's the problem. I can't tell you."

"Yes you can."

"No, Nick. I can't!"

"I promise I won't get mad. Just tell me?"

"You want to know so badly? You had to wreck my plans, Nick! You brought Selena into this, or she brought herself into it, and it ruined everything! You didn't even tell me about her, and she's your girlfriend for Christ sake! You can't make up some lame-ass excuse that you forgot about her, that's not good enough. Even if that was the reason, do I really want to spend my time with a guy who is like that? I thought you were the same old Nick I knew, but you've changed. And I hate who you've become. I hate it."

The last few words she spat to my face. I want to say I felt calm, but I didn't. I felt a lump in my throat. My heart was.. hurting. Throbbing like a sore wound. Her words were like fire to me. Burning right through my soul, right into the depths of me. Tearing through my entire body. Aching.

"Mile-"

"Take me back to yours."

"But you ca-"

"Nick." She said sternly. "I've had enough of you. Take. Me. Home."


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