A/N: I do not own anything used in this story. Everything belongs to their rightful owners.

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Miley's POV:
(A few days later)

I lay out in the backyard on a hammock that situated between two huge trees, providing me loads of shade and comfort, a book in my hand and a bag of potato chips in the other. I sniffed as my eyes filled with tears, this story was so sad!

"Hey, Mi—You look awful." I looked up to see Joe staring at me, a questioning look on his face. I sat up straight, letting out a watery chuckle, "Well, thank you very much." I said sarcastically. "Are you Ok?" he asked. I nodded, "It's just that—this book, is the most beautiful story ever written!" I told him. He rolled his eyes, "You are such a chick." I rolled my eyes, imitating him, "You are such a dude!"

We laughed. "So is there a particular reason you're distracting me from the most touching love story of all touching love stories?" I asked playfully. A smirk grew on his face, "Touching love stories… Hmm…" I wondered what he was 'hmm'ing about before it clicked. "Ewww! Joe!" He grinned.

"Alright, alright. I just came out here to ask you if you wanted to go to this party one of my friends are having tomorrow?" I leaned back and shrugged nonchalantly, "I don't know... I don't exactly know many people here, ya know." "Selena's going." He said. I looked up at him, "What about Nick?" He stared right back at me, "What about Nick?" he asked, repeating my question. "Well, isn't he going?" I asked.

The past few days, mine and Nick's 'relationship' has grown better. It's not like we're in the stage of heart to hearts and stuff, but a typical conversation was not that rare. And often, I would sense the eyes of his family members when we had one of those. Somehow, even I felt like there was a change in him.

"No, he isn't." I frowned, "Why not?" He sighed, "Well, Miley, because he said no." "You asked him?" "Well, no. But he never accepts so I figured there was no use in asking in the first place – and what is with all these questions about Nick?" I didn't reply. "He'll go." I simply stated before standing up and picking up my book and bag of chips and walking towards the house leaving Joe out there probably what I meant.

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"No." I rolled my eyes. Of course, Mr. I-am-gonna-be-a-loser-and-say-no-to-everything. I put my hands on my hips, staring at him. "What?" he asked. I sighed and shook my head. "Please?" "No." "Come on, please?" I pleaded. He sighed, looking down at the floor.

"What does it matter to you that much that I go?" "That's exactly why, it matters to me!" "Yes, but why? Why should it matter?" I groaned, "It just does, alright?! Now if you don't go… I'll…" I stopped to think of a threat. "You'll…?" he questioned, an eyebrow raised. "I'll-I'll tell people that unfortunately, you've turned gay and that's why you never go out anymore."

He narrowed his eyes, glaring at me. "Like anyone's gonna believe that! Go ahead." He said, scoffing. "Ok then…" I mumbled, disappointed. I looked down at the floor. Well, there was just one more way… A slight pout grew on my face even without me realizing. I sighed, taking my time to drag the breath as much as I could.

Nick's POV:

I heard her sigh. I closed my eyes and I could picture that pout on her face. I pleaded with myself to not give in. She spoke as she started to turn around to leave the room, "I guess I'll go then… I have to go all alone. You have a nice time… doing whatever you're gonna—" I sighed. Dang, this girl was good. "Fine. Just stop doing that!"

Her face immediately lit up as if with a hundred watts bulb. "Really?!" she asked excitedly, I nodded. I can't believe I was doing this. Since when did I become so weak? Selena used to use that on me all the time but I never gave in. "Really."

She flashed a huge smile once more at me, "Great!" and then she skipped out into the hallway happily. Honestly, why was she so happy that I was going? I shook my head and fell back on the bed. Damn it, Nick, get hold of yourself!

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Miley's POV:

"Mission accomplished!" I announced to Joe and Selena who had been waiting for me at the foot of the stairs. I happily skipped down the stair, and stopped in front of them, a huge smile occupying my face. Their mouths fell open as they chorused, "No way!" then turned to look at each other. I laughed and nodded, "Yes way!"

Selena was the first to 'recover' from the shock. She smiled, "Congratulations, Miley. You've done the un-doable." I laughed, "Come on. It was pretty easy. All I had to do was this…" I told her, then demonstrated my pout and long sigh. She laughed, "Hey, I used to use that on him! Although it never worked…" she grumbled the last part, but I still heard. I laughed as she glared at me.

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"So what do you think I should wear?" I asked Selena the next day as we lounged in her room talking before the party. I was excited to go, but at the same time, nervous that the kids won't like me. Well, I guess all I need to be is myself. And Nick was going! Don't ask me why I was so happy about that, but I was, although I myself had no idea why.

I spinned around to face her. She shrugged. I frowned, growing thoughtful. My face lit up as I remembered something I'd packed. "I got it!" I exclaimed, racing to my bag and zipping it open and pulling out a black dress (A/N: If you've seen Miley's newest photo shoot, that's what I'm thinking. If not, you can imagine any black dress of your choice.) with Selena watching me the whole time.

I picked it up and turned around to show her, "What do you think?" She smiled, nodding in approval, "It's perfect!" I grinned back. "Miley, you're practically packing your whole closet!" Mitchie had exclaimed when she saw me putting that dress in neatly folded. I turned to face her, "Hey, I wanna look good if I get asked out!" I said playfully, grinning. She simply shook her head. Take that, Mitchie!

I grinned, "Now let's find you something to wear!" She nodded as we started to invade her closet.

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Joe had offered to give us all a ride, so currently, we were waiting for Nick to show up. Selena looked really pretty in a cream colored dress with little orange flowers, and her newly shortened hair looked perfect with it. I'd straightened my hair and now it hung in perfect lines on my shoulders. I was not wearing much make-up; I'd be uncomfortable otherwise since I never wear too much.

Selena groaned, frustrated, "Where is he?! We're waiting for him for the past twenty minutes!" I looked at her apologetically, although it was not my fault. "I'll go check up on him." I offered and stood up. The other two nodded and I headed up the stairs.

I reached his room to see the door closed. I paused and knocked.

Nick's POV:

I heard someone knock. I looked up; this was what I'd been waiting for. I tried to disguise my voice, "W-who is it?" I fake croaked. "Miley. Nick…?" I fake coughed, "Y-yeah…" "You Ok?" I could picture that frown on her face as she impatiently waited for me to answer. "No… I'm feeling kinda sick… I don't think I'm going—"

I heard the door click and looked up as I spoke, "--, you guys go—" my breath got caught in my throat. I stared at her. I sprang up, still staring at her as she walked towards me. I looked down at my feet, trying to hide the blush that I could feel growing on my cheeks.

"I'm tugging out my hair;
I'm pulling at my clothes;
I'm trying to keep my cool;
I know it shows.
I'm staring at my feet;
My cheeks are turning red;
I'm searching for the words inside my head."

She reached me and reached up with the back of her hand to feel my temperature. Regaining my composure, I looked back up at her to find her frowning. "I don't think you have a fever… And you look fine to me…" she scratched her head in confusion and I couldn't help but think of how cute she was when she was confused. Oh god.

I fake coughed again for emphasis although I couldn't take my eyes off her. And I also felt like I wanted to go all of a sudden… weird. She frowned before I could see the realization process showing in her face.

She planted her hands on her hips and glared at me. "Nick J, if you don't get yourself ready in five minutes and down there, you might get sick for real!" I shot her a sheepish look which she shrugged as she walked away, turning to give me one last look of warning. I sighed and dragged myself to get ready before I heard her yell, "FIVE minutes!"

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We had arrived here about five minutes ago. And currently, I stood besides Miley at the food table, bobbing my head to the fast music and looking around at my friends or… people who had been my friends until I pushed them out.

Miley and I were the only two people not taking part in the action. I would have thought she would have been out there by now, but I guess she has a shy side as well, who knew, right? I turned to look at her momentarily. She turned to me, sensing my gaze on her. I could see in her eyes how badly she wanted to be out there. She smiled at me and I shot a smaller one at her.

Her head turned back to the scene and my eyes swept over her entire self once before I faced forward myself. I sighed inwardly. I must say, people wee quite surprised to see me at first, but it didn't take much time for them to go their own ways.

Miley's POV:

I sighed. What was I doing standing here, watching the party in action, but not being part of it? That was so not like me! But I was standing here, next to Nick. I guess I didn't want to leave because if I did, he will be all alone. And I didn't bring him here to make him feel uncomfortable.

A few more minutes passed and nothing had changed. That was when this cute blondie came over and asked me to dance, adding a wink afterwards. I giggled and looked at Nick, as if asking his permission. Asking his permission? That was crazy!

He didn't move an inch. He just stood there watching me. I inwardly rolled my eyes and turned back to the guy whose name I had learned to be Cody. I smiled and accepted his offer. He smiled back and took my hand. And as we were walking away, I looked back to see Nick's eyes still following my movements.

Nick's POV:

Great, she's abandoned me as well. I leaned back on the table and watched her. My eyes never left her and that guy once during the whole time. This was ridiculous. Why was I being so obsessive? I shook my head, trying to snap myself out of it, but only to find myself looking back at them. I was pathetic.

About half an hour passed and still I stood in the same position, not even bothering that my leg was probably asleep right now. Miley was now dancing with some of Selena's friends whom I had watched her getting introduced to. I watched her the whole time. She giggled and swirled, that beautiful smile never leaving her face. She looked like she was having a lot of fun. And she looked happy.

At times, she would look over at me and smile, although I never bothered to hide the fact that I had been watching her. What the heck was wrong with me?!

Selena walked over laughing at something someone had said. She was panting from all that excitement she had been a part of. "Hey." She said to me, pouring herself a glass of punch. "Hey." I said to her. She drained the sup and leaned back on the table just like me.

She looked at me and followed my gaze. "Why don't you ask her to dance?" she asked me as I could feel my cheeks burning. I turned to her and she smiled knowingly. I sighed, "I can't." She frowned, "Why not?" I shook my head, "I just can't."

"Of course you can—HEY MILEY!" She turned in the direction and waved when she spotted Selena. Selena waved back and motioned for her to come over. She nodded and walked over.

"Hi!" she exclaimed cheerfully. "What's up?" she asked casually as she also poured herself a drink. Selena smiled smugly as I silently pleaded her not to do what she was about to do. "Nick here has something to ask you."

"You do?" she asked, placing her cup down having drained it just like my sister had. She looked at me, waiting for an answer. God, she looked so pretty. "D-do you wanna-wanna d-dance?" I stuttered. Again, what the heck was wrong with me?!

"What's wrong with my tongue?
These words keep slipping away;
I stutter, I stumble.
Like I've got nothing to say."

A smile grew on her face. "Yeah… sure," she replied. I smiled back. She offered her hand for me and I took it, this time, not so hesitant. I looked back at Selena as we headed for the dance floor. She stood watching us with a smile on her face. "Go bro." she mouthed and I shook my head.

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A/N: Officially the LONGEST chapter of the story. Like it? Hope you did! I had this half written and I opened it and was like, Ok, tonight, I NEED to finish this! Haha. Ok. NILEY, NILEY, NILEY! Was that enough Niley for one chapterrr? (:
Uggh. Every bone in my body is screaming for rest. Don't ask whyyyy. :p

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