The Perfect Boyfriend

Chapter Ten

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When you see her walking…
Sneak up and hug her waist from behind

Nick walks through the school halls, searching for his girlfriend, he doesn't want to seem like the obsessive boyfriend who always has to be with his other but he feels so much better when he's with her, so whenever he can, he's next to her.

After looking for a few minutes he finds her talking to Joe at his locker, he walks up to them and immediately laces his fingers with hers.

"Hey" he leans down and places a small kiss on her cheek, she smiles up at him and finishes her conversation with Joe about red fingernail polish. When they're finished talking he walks off, leaving Nick and Miley alone. She turns toward him and wraps her arms around his waist. She places her head on his chest and he wraps his arms around her neck. The smiles on their faces are so bright when people pass by them they just stare; it's hard to imagine just how in love two teenagers could be.

The bell rings and Miley allows one arm to fall from his waist while one of Nick's arms fall from around her neck. They walk down the hallway with Miley leaned into his body, smiling so much that her cheeks hurt. She can't get over the fact of how happy she is, maybe her happiness has something to do with Friday night and being able to wake up in Nick's arms or maybe the happiness is from him wanting to be next to her and holding her close.

They reach their first class and sit down next to each other close to the back, keeping their hands interlaced the entire time.

Miley couldn't focus on anything that the teacher was saying, she was too focused on looking at his hand wrapped around her own. She thinks it's weird, it's not like they don't hold hands all the time, and they didn't just start dating, so why is she so enveloped by the feeling now? It had to be Friday night, she thinks. What other possible explanation could there be?

lunch.

Their smiles are still as big as ever when they walk through the lunchroom doors, holding hands again after they had been separated for a few hours for separate classes. They sit down in their usual sits at the round table that is already surrounded by their friends. But they pay no attention to them; today they're focusing on one another and nothing else. It's 'their' day. They're not sure why it's their day, it's not like it's their anniversary or anything, there was just a strong connection for them to be connected at the hip today.

When they sit down in their sits beside each other Miley turns around in her seat so that she's facing Nick. He leans forward and kisses the top of her nose, smiling deeply into her eyes.

They just can't get enough of each other.

In Miley's last hour class she's sitting alone in the very back of the room, unfortunately she has to end the school day with not seeing Nick, he's taking a science class and she's stuck in a math class.

She feels her phone vibrate and she hurriedly takes it from her pocket, just knowing that it's going to be Nick, but she's disappointed when she sees the name that sent the message to her phone.

From: Peter

Miley, I need to talk to you at my office ASAP.

Worry instantly spreads through her veins, the only reason he would need to talk to her is because he wants to fire her, right? He wouldn't need to say anything else to her, or so she thinks. And she continues to think that the rest of the class, every word that comes from her teacher's mouth goes in one ear and straight out the other.

She can't get fired, she decides that when he says those words she'll get down on her knees and tell him she'll do whatever he wants, just to let her stay. But then she starts thinking about that idea… that might prove that she's not old enough to handle the job that she's been working in. But hasn't Laci been saying how she's fit for the job? And how natural she is at learning how to make the drinks? Does that not mean anything?

She thought she was doing so well with the job, she though that there was no possible chance that this would happen, that he would want to fire her. She pushes her head in her hands and rubs her temple slowly, this can't be happening.

After school Miley is walking home, still completely distracted from the text she got in class, trying to think of other jobs that she could find if he did fire her and she just couldn't find any. Before she went to the job interview at the club everyone turned her down, claiming she was too young. She had no where else to go.

Nick walks out of the school with a bright smile on his face, this day has been perfect, he's gotten to spend so much time with his love that it's unbelievable to him, she's usually distant and not wanting to talk, maybe things were starting to take a change for the better.

He spots the brown haired beauty walking away from the school on the sidewalk; he rushes from his spot and goes to catch up with her. When he's about five feet away from her walking figure he slows down, wanting to sneak up on her, surprise her.

He notices how her shoulders are slumped, and instantly he knows; something's went wrong. She's back to her self that she was before this day came about, but he needs to change that, so he comes up behind her and wraps his arms around her waist, picking her up slightly and spinning around with her in his arms.

She giggles uncontrollably and in between laughs she says.

"Nick, put me down" he sits her down but he keeps his arms wrapped around her waist, he places his chin on her shoulder and kisses her jaw sweetly.

Her smile reappears and she turns her head so that she can kiss his lips quickly.

His arms squeeze a little on her petite waist as his smile grows wider.

All worries about Peter and her job slowly dispersed all because she was in his arms.

A/n: This chapter sucks. I know and I'm sorry. I rushed to get it done but I tried to put more niley in it, this is really just a filler. And I didn't have very many ideas for the chapter. Sorry. It's really short too, I'm really sorry! I didn't mean for it to turn out this short, it just happened that way.