- Cold Decembers -
December 2015
Miley smiled inwardly at the thought of a grand wedding. Yes, she's thinking about marriage because Nick had proposed oh-so-sweetly in June. He took her to their spot and dropped to his knees with a boquet of roses and a sparkling diamond ring held high. With an innocent grin, he asked, "Miley Ray, I love you with all my life since the day we met on June 11th, 2006 until now and forevermore. Will you marry me?"
She burst into tears at the joy inside her heart. Without any hesitation, she agreed to it. Now she was alone in their apartment. Nick had moved in with Miley in a cozy apartment on the outskirts of town so they could get some peace and privacy. Nick was currently in a meeting with his band members about The Administration's new album plan. She was bored out of her gourd while flipping through her magazine at home. There was nothing eye catching in the television nor the kitchen.
Sighing desperately, she dialed her best friend's number. The ringtone played endlessly, well at least to Miley since she was bored. Finally her chirpy best friend's voice filled her eardrums, "goodmorning, Ms. Potato speaking." but it was a tad bit weird. Too pitchy and fake?
"Demi? Seriously? Ms. Potato?" the blue-eyed beauty argued and rolled her eyes at the crazy antics her best friend does.
"Joe!" someone shrieked in the background. The person on the phone yelled in terror before there was a thump heard. The phone must have dropped. "Sorry 'bout that, who may I be speaking to?" a melodic sound was now heard. Demi.
"Your dearest and most loving friend, Miley." she smirked and laughed.
"Oh, hey, Mi Mi. Sorry about Joe, he's being an ass," Miley sensed Demi pouting playfully and knew deep inside all she wanted to do was smile. Joe was an insane man with a five year old attitude but still Demi loved him so deeply.
"No problem," Miley released a laugh again. "I'm bored, Nick's at a meeting. Can you come over and help me figure out things for the engagement party on Saturday?"
"You haven't planned the whole event out?" Demi gasped from the other line.
"Well, yeah, I've been busy lately filming until finally it's done and now I have my freedom." Miley shrugged it off while fidgeting with her fingers and checking her perfectly manicured nails every five seconds.
"I'll be there in 10. Don't you dare move!" Demi scowled before hanging up. Miley huffed a long breath again at the feeling of the silence so defeaning. It's like the silence was tormenting her. After a long five minutes of moping around and pondering back and forth, she slumped back down on the couch until her phone rang.
She jumped up instantly and grabbed it. Hitting the green answer button, she pressed the phone to her ear. "Hello, Miley here." she said to the person on the phone.
"Hey, honey," his sweet delicate voice calmed her down. "are you doing fine on your own?"
"Yes," she huffed again. "but it's boring here, Nicky. I need you here."
"Aw, I'm sorry, baby. I'll be done in about an hour." His voice dripping in guilt. This made Miley feel bad as well.
"Don't rush yourself, Nick. Take your time, it's your job after all," Miley grinned, even though she felt just a bit disappointed that it was going to take another sixty minutes until she'll be back in his arms.
"Okay, thanks, Miles. I love you." he stated with a huge smile on his face.
"I love you too, baby." Miley spoke softly before hanging up. "This is absolutely ridicilous. I can't just stay and mope around here alone." as if on cue, the doorbell chimed and that bell rang throughout the building.
Miley practically ran towards the door and opened it. "Hey, Demi." she said cooly. Fixing her appearance, the two positioned themselves on the couch and began chattering about what to wear, what flowers to use, where the party would be held, what time, who will be invited and so much more. By the time they were done, everything was planned out.
"I'll see you on Saturday, Miles!" Demi gave one last wave before hopping into the elevator. Miley returned to her home sweet home and threw herself back on her soft comforter. The door creaked open and she immediately sat up in alarm with goosebumps on her arms.
She felt safer knowing that it was only Nick. "Hey, Miles." he greeted with a sheepish grin and dropped his business bag onto the floor and loosened his tie.
"Hey, Nicky," she smiled warmly.
"I am so sorry I'm late," he apologized quickly and gave her a long passionate kiss.
"It's okay," she mumbled quietly against his lips. They joined once again in a kiss, this time it was slow and their lips moved in sync. Nick hovered over her as he licked her bottom lip, begging for entrance. She gladly widened her mouth as their tongues caught up in a fierce battle.
Miley slowly slid his black jacket off his shoulders and began to undo all his buttons. His shirt soon flew onto the floor and he slid his tank top off her tanned body. "Wait, Nick, we can't." Miley gasped for air. They were in need of oxygen.
"Okay, okay, I'm sorry." he smiled and leaned his forehead on hers and breathed in and out heavily. "I'm going to shower okay." he dangled his legs on the edge of the bed before scrambling onto his feet and into the bathroom.
Miley sighed and changed into her pink PJ's.
On Saturday, Demi and Selena were helping Miley get ready for the engagement party. Nick had joined his brothers at their household to prepare themselves. They were going to surprise each other on their outfits. So none of them had seen their clothes for this event. Demi grinned as she stared at Miley who was already in her beautiful dress, "Girl, Nick is never taking his eyes off you." she winked and giggled.
"Ooh, picture time! I want to get the first picture of my best friend who's going to get married soon," Selena sighed dreamily and picked up her magenta canon camera from her purse. After the three got ready, they posed in front of the mirror and Selena snapped a picture. She immediately uploaded it to her twitter with the caption: Me and my bff's ddlovato and smileycyrus (A/N: These are not their real twitters since Demi and Miley deleted theirs :( sad.)
"I have to honestly admit that we look, ah-wait for it-mazing!" Selena giggled.
Miley raised her eyebrow teasingly at the brunette, "Did you add sugar to your marshmallow cereal again this morning? Or did you just swallow a whole cup of maple syrup?"
"Oooh both and it was so good!" Selena's eyes widened and sparkled in glee. She bounced up and down.
"Selena, you're causing wrinkles on the dress and your hairdo will be messed up," Demi scolded her and fixed Selena's hair neatly back on its original place.
"Yes, mother dearest," Selena laughed and fell back on the couch.
Miley was wearing a strapless white gown with a white ribbon around the waist and the lower part was long and flowy until it reached the floor. Like a wedding gown, but less formal. Demi was wearing a simple sky blue dress which ended a few inches above her knee. It was like a ballerina's dress yet more fancy. It had spaghetti straps and there was a ribbon right under her chest. The skirt was ruffly (A/N: Like the dress Selena wore in PPP). Selena wore a similar one yet it was really light green and it wasn't ruffly yet flowy. The three divas looked beautiful. After finishing the last touches of their makeup, they jumped into the limo that was ready for them outside.
They all rushed to the restaurant where they held the party. It wasn't a big fancy family event, it was just a gathering between a few close family members and friends. Their family members like their parents, a few decent cousins of Nick and Miley, and some uncles and aunts. Close friends were invited like the Hannah Montana cast, Liam, even if Miley had broken up with him, they were still close, Adam Sevani, and of course Mandy Jiroux.
When the girls had reached, every guest they invited had already arrived. They headed for their seats and Nick quickly jumped up and pulled Miley into a hug. After all, he hasn't seen her all day. "You look beautiful," he murmured in her ear. Miley's cheeks glowed pink.
"Thanks, you look rather dashing," Miley complimented with a huge grin. The two seated themselves and began to engulf in a decent converation. The air was wonderfully friendly and everyone was have the time of their lives.
A clang of the glass wine cup rang through the room. "May I have all your attention please?" Kevin, Nick's brother, spoke aloud. Everyone's eyes landed on him as he continued, "As you all know, my brother, whom I am so very proud of, is going to get married soon to the beautifully talented, Miley." he shot them both warm grins.
The guests cheered happily and yelled a few congratulations until the crowd died down. Kevin proceeded, "I just want to say how proud I am to have you as my brother. You've gone from acting at the age of 6 as well as singing and now here you are at 23 years old about to get married to the woman of your dreams. You've grew and matured a lot over the past years. Possibly older than me," he chuckled lightly. "and me and Danielle here just wanted to say congratulations and we wish you all the best for the future."
Everyone applauded at Kevin's speech. Joe stood up next, "Okay, so I haven't prepared all night a fancy speech like Kevin did." he held his hands up as if in surrender. "But I just wanna say that I'm so proud of you, bro. Guess everyone was right when they said you were going to have a wife earlier than I will." a sexy Gray trademark appeared on his face. "so yeah, Demi and I are taking it slow. We want things to work out. But you guys are one of my inspirations to love. You guys show love in a way no one else can. So congratulations, we love you, dude." Joe smiled goofily before sitting back down and whispered sweet words in Demi's ear which made her giggle.
Finally the engaged Gray stood up and with a glowing smile, he spoke softly, "First of all, I would like to thank everyone who came here today. I appreciate all the support and care you've given me all these years. You all have been the best. My family, you've supported me and cared for me, I love you all. And to all my friends, you guys are amazing! Thank you so much. On behalf of my fiance, Miley, and I, just wanna say thanks again for everything and we hope for you support from now until the future-" Nick was cut off when someone barged in with the doors opening with a loud slam against the wall.
Everyone's attentions averted towards the source of the sound. They all gasped in pure shock. "Vicky?" Nick asked, raising his eyebrow in confuse and fear.
"Hey, Nicky," the blonde haired girl slurred loudly. "how have you been doing with that bitch of a girlfriend of yours? Good, I guess." she shot him a death glare then looked at Miley with an even worse glare.
Joe came in front of Miley protectively, after all, he didn't want anything happening to his little sister. "Vic, are you drunk?" Nick asked in disbelief. Sure Vicky was bad, but was she really that wasted?
"Oh, of course not, Nicky. Or else why would I come here?" she slowly dragged herself closer towards Nick. Miley's azure eyes showed obviously seen terrify. "You know, Nick, we could've been such a beautiful couple if you hadn't walked in that night." she smiled with her thin lips.
"N-No, Vic. We wouldn't have worked out. You knew that. We both knew that." Nick argued back.
"But, Niiiickkk," she moaned and draped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer. The crowd gasped in shock. Miley was about to run over to him but Joe blocked her. No way in hell he was letting Miley get near that creepy bitch.
"Stop it, Vicky. We are done, can you not understand that?" Nick pushed Vicky's arms gently off her. He wasn't the violent type of guy, he wanted no criminal activity.
"Look, babe, let's make this clear," Vicky backed a few steps away from him. She pulled out a black shiny object from her pocket and lifted it up in the air for everyone to see clearly. Everyone was beyond scared. "If I can't have you, no one can." she aimed the gun straight at Miley. "aw, now wouldn't it be just tragic for your dear fiance to see his soon-to-be wife die with lots of blood?" she licked her dry lips before pulling the trigger.
Nick, in reflex, jumped right in front of Miley to protect her. The bullet swiftly flew by. But not before it slashed his arm. He cried in the agony and pain. Miley gasped and rushed over to his unconcious figure on the floor. Big Rob, being their bodyguard, snatched the device away from Vicky's quivering hand. He held her hands behind her back and took her away, out of the room.
People gathered around Nick as the blood kept spilling from his arm. "What are you waiting for?" Denise cried frantically. "Call 911!"
Joe nodded and slipped his cellphone out of his pocket and quickly called for an emergency rescue. Miley kept crying and the waterworks just won't stop. "Nick..Nick..." she repeated his name over and over again like a mantra.
In an hour, their family was seated quietly in the living room. Denise kept crying while her husband soothed her. Joe and Demi had worried look plastered on their faces as they kept biting on their fingernails. Kevin kept comforting Danielle, after all he was her brother-in-law. Miley sat there in absolutely still but it didn't mean she wasn't crying. Miley had cried nonstop for a whole hour. The doctor returned with the news.
"How is he?" Denise immediately reacted and questioned the doctor.
"He'll be fine. We stitched his arm up and he'll be awake in a few hours." The doctor nodded solemnly. Miley simply shifted to the news. All she wanted to do right now was see Nick in person and know that he's okay.
December is starting to be a jinx to everyone's life.
Wooh speed wrote this in about two days. Though I kept on procrastinating it. Sorry guys but semester exams are coming up and I'm super busy with all the reviews and everything. It's so tough on me. Hopefully I'll post new chapters soon if I'm not that busy. So sorry about the delay :(
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