Miley leaned forward and circled her arms around his neck, but Nick kept an awkward space between them. Her forehead crunched up in confusion and he leaned back, scooting himself away from her. He handed back her shirt, but she shook her head.
"Where are you going?" she asked in her vulnerable voice. Nick looked away- he couldn't answer her when she looked so devastated.
"I know you don't understand right now. But when you walk up tomorrow morning you're going to regret this," he brushed his fingers on her smooth cheek. She closed her eyes and the contact of his touch and enjoyed his presence before he took off He grabbed his jacket and took one more look at the brunette before closing the door.
Miley sat there, thinking slowly of Nick's departure. The moment hit her hard and droplets of clear liquid glossed the surface of her eyes. She grabbed the bottle, but it was completely empty and she internally groaned at herself that she didn't pick up an extra one It was time to nurse the broke heart the old school way- just cry yourself to sleep. She lied down on the catch and shut her eyes, blocking and tears from spilling. Her imagination created a world for her to escape to- a dreamland that was void of any of the present drama.
It had been a couple weeks since her drunken episode and frankly Miley wanted to forget the night. She had blurry flashbacks of small moments, but Nick hadn't called to verify that those things actually happened so she just wanted to move on. Tonight, her father was hosting a record company party and she had to be present. Which also meant that she had to see Nick.
Her head spun from the thought and her stomach flipped over from yet another flashback of their drunken escapade. She mentally kicked herself and decided that now was the time she should try to get ready. Her feet made her way to her wide walk in closet and she sifted through her dresses, looking for the perfect one.
Her hands played with the leather like material of a black dress that was stored away for special occasions. She lifted her eyebrows and smirked. It would be perfect for the night- completely accentuating her curves. Not that she wanted Nick to notice her, but she did want him to call. Especially after walking out on a her while she was drunkenly throwing herself at him.
The night was a blur but she could kind of remember the general gist of what happened. She couldn't have been imagining everything. Could she? She slipped off her thoughts and scrambled into her shower, peeling off her clothes and letting the steam surround her. As soon as she was finished, she went straight to her straightener. She flattened up her messy hair and pulled it back into a sleek pony tail. Her hands reached for a dark, black eyeshadow and she added a smokey effect to her eyes.
Finally, she slipped into her black dress. She made sure to zip up everything in the back and then finally assess herself in the mirror.
"Look good, chump," she squeezed her cheeks in emphasis and chuckled. The things she did when she was suffering from loneliness. She slipped on her black heels and head downstairs to make sure all the party preparations were in place.
The caterer had begun to arrive and set up the buffet while the bartender was setting up the glasses. She walked over to the make shift bar and nodded at the young man.
"A glass of tequila, please," she asked nonchalantly. The boy shook his head and laughed, pouring her what she wanted. "What?" she inquired. He smirked back at her.
"The party hasn't started and you're already at it?"
"Yeah, well. I'm going to need a lot of this tonight," she glared at him, turning around and walking towards the event planner. It was a formal, business party so everything had to be prim and proper. She surveyed the decor and decided everything was set in place for the incoming guests.
The first doorbell rang around a quarter to eight. Miley walked and opened the door, knowing fully well that her father probably wasn't in the mood to come downstairs just yet. She did this routine quite monotonously until one guest woke her up from her day dream. She opened the door to two young men- one that had his chocolatey eyes trained on her.
"Hey," he whispered in all his glory. Miley locked her eyes to the ground and stayed silent. He moved his way inside, letting Joe come in after him. "Oh, so you're not talking to me now?" he snapped, automatically realizing his words were laced with annoyance. "I didn't mean for it to come out like that."
Miley rolled her eyes and back away, heading towards the family room where a crowd of guests were compiling. Joe gave him a shrug. Nick used his instincts and shot after her, grabbing her wrist and tugging her into the kitchen- a place where the could talk quietly and without and interruptions.
"When are you going to forgive me?" he asked. He put his hands on her shoulders and directed her attention towards him.
"Forgive you? You used me-"
"I'm sorry. You know I care about you Miley. You know that. I didn't fake any of that." his voice was rising and he didn't realize it.
"Oh, I'm not finished. And then when I was drunk you just walked out on me," she retorted, her cheeks were red from anger and Nick started to back down- he hadn't known that she remembered everything.
"I- I didn't want to take advantage of you," he stuttered, trying to regain his composure back.
"Yeah, well you took advantage of my ignorance before. A second time wouldn't have made a difference," she spat back bitterly. She placed her hand on the island and tried to calm herself down.
"I'm sorry. God, this is such a mess." He looked at her, waiting for her reaction. She just shook her head, clearly fighting back some tears.
"I can't forgive you right now, Nick. Its just too much. Too fast. You and Demi. And-"
"What happened with Demi?" His adrenaline started to pump when Miley's words echoed through his ears. She looked down for a brief second and let out her pained words.
"She ran away. Its whatever," she shrugged it off, but Nick could see the pain devour her. "Back to this, I can't right now."
"So, what do you want to do?" His eyes showed his fear and Miley was well aware at the fact that this might just be the complete end to everything.
"Just wait it out. Hopefully things get better," she mumbled. He dipped his head down and shut his eyes, processing everything she had just said. He knew he screwed up. And he knew it would take awhile to gain her trust back, but exactly how long?
"How can I make this up to you?" his voice was broken.
"I don't know if you can," she replied silently- her tears getting the best of her. She picked herself up and walked towards the door, escaping from the conversation. Nick tossed his head back and groaned. Demi's words still echoed in his brain. Where there's a will there's a way. He hoped she was right. He wanted to fix this. He needed to fix this.
He followed her trail, but walked towards Joe. His brother was holding a conversation with various members of the company, entertaining them with his humor.
"Hey, man," he put a hand on Joe's shoulder and motioned him towards the side.
"Whats up, man?"
"Just talked with Miley," Nick confessed. He looked over towards the brunette who was on yet another glass of alcohol. "I broke her man. And Demi's gone."
"Wait, what do you mean Demi's gone?" his eyes were now wide. He whipped his head around to see if he could see the raven haired girl anywhere. He had no such luck. "What do you mean she's gone?" he repeated. Nick shrugged his shoulder and groaned.
"I don't know, Joe. Miley seems so hurt and lost and something just isn't making sense," he growled. He stomped his fut to let his anger out. He mumbled incoherent sentences and finally calmed down, letting Joe get in at least a word or two in.
"Dude, calm down. The girl clearly has issues that she's dealing with right now. She's not going to be able to forgive you right now."
"That's what she just said!" Nick shouted. He looked around as they were starting to gain attention to their private conversation. He made a point to lower his voice next. "But what is breaking her apart? And why does that have to mess up the route to her forgiveness?"
"She's dealing with you and with Demi. Give her some time," Joe advised. Nick clenched his Joe. This was already something he had known- he just wanted someone to tell him that this would all be over soon. And that she would be in his arms in no time. The only person that gave him that type of assurance was gone.
"Whatever," he muttered. He gathered up his strength and wandered around the house. He looked around for Miley- just to catch a glimpse of her- but she was no where in sight. His eyes wandered toward the staircase and his feet carried him upstairs.
He was left alone in his own swarm of thoughts while pacing through the hallway. Everything was dead quiet while all the conversation was being taken care of downstairs. He slumped himself down and sat at the end of the corridor. He swung his head down and mumbled to himself. He was trying to convince himself that the pain would go away.
After all, he was and upcoming musician His tour was on fire and people loved him. He could deal with Miley.
Nick was woken up from these thoughts once he heard a sudden crash. His ears perked up and heard slurring with a deep voice. His adrenaline pushed him over the edge and fear took over. The noise was coming from Miley's room.
Miley cowered into the corner. Billy Ray swaggered towards her and glared into her eyes
"Daddy, there's people down stairs," she whimpered, but he blocked out all her begging. He clamped his fists and took a swing. Miley winced in pain and closed her eyes. Tears that had been building were free flowing by now.
"You are a waste of my time," he shouted, letting his voice carry into the hallway. Miley scooted back even more. His shadow was raising and his pitch was flying through her ears. She couldn't take this anymore and she was about to be broken for one last time.
"D-Don't say that," she stammered. She saw him winding up for another blow and she shut her eyes.
Nick rushed through the door. His ears were alert and pulled himself towards the wooden slab. He heard the male voice shouting and he heard a weak voice reply back. He closed his eyes and wished for this not to be true. He didn't want what he was thinking to be true. Miley was a good person- she didn't deserve this. He took in one last gulp of air and barged through the door.
In front of his eyes, he saw the beholder of his heart shrinking by the second.
"Miley," he gasped just as Billy turned around, trying to shield his eyes from the light from the hall way.
Miley opened her eyes and gasped. The pain was going to be over soon. She had a feeling. Nick scrambled to the floor and pulled her out of the corner, skilfully taking advantage of the fact that her father was confused. She hopped on her feet and ran towards the door, getting her protection from Nick.
Billy Ray staggered forward and held a solid glare at his opponent. Nick stood in his place and stepped forward.
"What are you doing," the older man spat. He gained control of his muscles and prepared to launch himself at Nick, but the young boy ducked and covered, making Billy Ray stumble forwards. Nick turned around and put in a quick punch. His fist barged into Billy's face and hit him square in the eye. The impact made him fall back and his intoxication made him close his eyes- he was passed out.
Nick scrambled around, looking for Miley in the dim light. The brunette was shaking as she hovered over he father. The light showed on her and Nick could finally see her face. She looked relieved. Her shoulders were upright as though a big weight was taken off. She looked at Nick softly. And in with a second, she was on the floor. She fainted.
A/N So, this is the big chapter where everything starts turning around (=. Nick finally knows whats been happening. Things will start slowing down now and there will be more Niley. I have at least three chapter planned out in my head...so I just need to put in two more filler chapter to make this story a total of 15 chapters. Sorry, if there were an typos, I didn't really have the energy to edit so yeah.....Oh and I got third place for Best One shot in the NJK awards for Childish Fantasies so thank you so much for that.