Okay so I have just typed in all these chapters I had written in a notebook on my vacation after, like, two weeks of laziness? Ha. Sorry guys. Couldn't continue before I had them typed into my computer, and I'm still typing. Chapter 15 now, and there's more :) Yay!

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Miley

I gotta feeling
that tonight's gonna be a good night
that tonight's gonna be a good night
that tonight's gonna be a good, good night

Miley tightened the towel around her body and Nick stood up.

"Oh, uhm ... I ..." he mumbled as he looked her up and down, not letting the thought that she wasn't wearing anything underneath that small towel, escape his mind. He caught himself staring and looked down as he simply said, "You forgot this." and gave Miley the plastic bag. She looked at it and saw a few rings inside it. Then she remembered how she had taken them off when they had been baking and then forgot them at the sink in his kitchen.

"Thanks." she said and threw the bag on her bed just as Nick decided he could control his look and raised his head to meet her eyes. They stood a bit like that.

"Anything else?" Miley said and smiled, waiting for him to say anything.

"Nah ..." he just said and shrugged.

"You could've just returned them some other time, you know." Miley said, teasing him.

"Yeah ..." was all he was able to process from his brain to come out from his lips.

Miley smiled; she knew exactly why he had gone to her house to give them to her straight away.

Sometimes she'd wish he'd always be like this; just Nick without that special Nick-shield he was always wearing. Sometimes she'd wish he'd just take off his shield and just be this goofy, awkward boy he was now.

"Seriously, Nick." Miley said. "Are you gonna ask me out or watch me getting dressed already?"

"I ..." he said, leaning more towards the second suggestion. "What?"

Miley giggled. "Pick me up at seven?"

"But ... Joe is coming home from college tonight ..."

"Fine, bring him, too, if you want to so much." Miley joked.

Nick smiled, finally getting a grip around his actions. "It's not like he's not gonna visit us some other time."

"Exactly." Miley said and beamed. She looked at her clock. "It's five now, you'd better go so I can get dressed."

He looked at Mileys clock, then at her door. He took a final look at her before walking towards the door. "See ya."

Miley held up a hand shortly as a gesture, careful not to let the towel slip out of her other hand's grip. When he had closed the door carefully after himself, Miley breathed out heavily and let the towel fall. She walked to her closet and quickly put on some underwear; just in case Nick would come back and get even more puzzled over actually seeing her undressed. Miley smiled at the thought as she put on a pair of sweats and a tank top before she chose clothes to wear for the evening; a cute summer dress in a pattern of light purple and light blue flowers with a pastel green hem. Then she pulled out her favorite flats; white with a silver bow. She picked out accessory of three thin bracelets in the same pastels as the dress' flowers and a simple, silver ring of one of the rings, Nick had just brought. Lastly, she found Nicks old, silver dog tag that she had found in a small jewelry box in her drawer of socks, to wear around her neck. The dog tag told her the one and only thing Nick hadn't told her himself; that he was diabetic.