The next day, Nick was surprised that the seat next to him in Chemistry was empty.
A part of him was glad because the idea of facing Selena after their awkward encounter yesterday wasn't one he looked forward to. Sure, he had been honest, but she seemed pissed. Another part of him was worried that she wasn't in school because he had hurt her feelings so badly. He didn't want to be that guy either. His gut twisted at the idea of hurting someone like that.
Without Selena there to distract him with her constant chatter, his mind wandered to something else that made his stomach churn, although in a different way. Miley. He wondered what it would be like when he saw her at lunch. Would she acknowledge him? Or would she pretend last night hadn't happened? That she hadn't dressed up and lit candles for them before things went south. Maybe he had lost his chance with her. His first shot was probably a fluke anyway. Maybe this was the way it was supposed to be.
Needless to say, Chemistry went by very slowly.
The anticipation was for nothing though, because he didn't see Miley at lunch. He didn't see her when he walked in and she didn't walk in the door while Nick ate. When he was throwing out his trash, he overheard her dark haired friend, Demi, saying that Miley was feeling sick today.
So there were two girls he had messed up with so badly that they didn't even want to come to school. Great.
The rest of the day went by just as slowly as Chem did. Somewhere between the second-to-last and last class, Nick decided to go see Miley after school. Technically he was supposed to go over and tutor her anyway.
Standing at her doorstep, he felt almost as nervous as he did the first time. At the first ring there was no response, but her car was in the driveway so he knew she must be home so he pushed it again.
"One second!" he heard her call before there was a thundering of footsteps down the stairs and the door was opened.
There she stood, wearing a pair of cheer shorts and a tank top with no makeup on.
"Oh!" she said in surprise, patting her wavy hair as if making sure it looked okay. It was a mess, but Nick didn't mind.
"I know you weren't in school today so I thought I'd come by to make sure you were okay," Nick explained to the confused girl.
"Oh, well, I'm fine," Miley said with a smile, "Thanks for coming."
"Can I come in?"
Miley looked surprised by his boldness. He was surprised himself.
"Um, yeah, sure, I guess."
Nick decided to pretend that she sounded more enthusiastic than she did and made his way into the foyer.
She stood there, shifting from foot to foot, not saying anything. Nick was kind of hoping she would do the talking like she normally did, but since she didn't, he got the courage to speak up.
"Things aren't going to be weird now, right? Because of last night… If I did something wrong…" he trailed off, hoping she would pick up.
Miley took the bait. "No, it's not… it's not what you did. I'm just so… embarrassed by what I did. You're a good guy, Nick, and I can't imagine what you think of me now. I swear I'm not just some trashy high school cheerleader."
"I know that," Nick assured her, "You were just nervous last night."
She sighed and looked visibly relieved. Nick loved how cute she looked, all natural and beautiful. She was hot, no doubt and she could easily pass for older than she was, but at this moment, she looked like a teenage girl and Nick loved it. Somehow he liked it even more than he liked her dressing up for him last night. It felt right. Which was why he did what he did next.
He reached out and grabbed her waist, pulling her close to him possessively and made the first move to kiss her. She was surprised at first as Nick used his tongue to part her lips, but she quickly got into their kiss. It wasn't what he had come over for, but he couldn't pretend he didn't like it. The kiss grew more and more passionate as Miley fisted his shirt and began to pull him up the stairs.
Nick tried not to break the kiss, but when they were almost at the top, his foot missed a step causing him to fall, bringing Miley with him.
Her head hit the top step and his chin banged against her knee.
"Shit!" she said. Nick cursed himself internally. He was so not smooth and he looked up at her sheepishly. For a moment her face was still, but then suddenly she erupted into laughter. Nick turned red. God, he was a klutz.
"Oh, my God," she said through her laughter, "I can't believe we just did that."
He smiled at her use of the word we. Apparently she wasn't going to blame him for being uncoordinated. Soon he was laughing as well, the two of them laying across her staircase, just cracking up together.
Miley stopped laughing first with a happy sigh and Nick quieted himself too. Suddenly the air between them felt still and unbearably hot.
She leaned down and pressed her lips against his gently.
"Come on," she said softly, lifting herself up and heading for her bedroom. Nick hoisted himself up and went after her.
When he walked in the room, she was closing the curtains, dimming her room from the bright sunshine outside.
"Close the door," she said in a hushed tone that made his stomach drop.
He smiled and did as she said. She approached him slowly, reaching her hands up to his collar, unbuttoning the top button and then the next one. Soon he was pulling his shirt off and leaving it on the floor.
Then she reached forward and attached her lips to his, giggling as his hand grazed the ticklish part of her waist. He grabbed the hem of her tank top into his hands, using it to pull her close. Then he slid the material up her sides and over her head.
A jolt of electricity shot through his body as their bare stomachs touched and her felt her body shiver his arms too.
"Are you sure this is what you want?" Nick asked her as they began to move towards her bed.
She nodded, kissing him again as they fell onto the mattress. Her hands began to wander down his back and then around to the front, brushing her hand over his crotch, palming it gently. Nick groaned and moved his hips against her hand to create more of the pleasing friction.
"Is this right?" Miley said suddenly pulling away from their kiss, "I mean, is this good? Do you like it?"
Nick nodded, seeing as he was speechless. No one had done this for him before and the fact that a gorgeous girl was doing it definitely made it even better.
"Um, should I…?" she trailed off, putting her hand on the button of his pants.
"No, uh, I'll do it," he said, fumbling with the button and the zipper. Once they were undone, he kicked his shoes off the edge of the bed and then his pants.
When he looked back up at her, her bra was laying on the bed next to her and his mouth opened in shock.
She giggled at his reaction and grabbed the base of his neck, kissing him forcefully. It wasn't long until they were completely naked and he was on top. She was kissing his neck and he was hard as rock when she suddenly pulled away.
"You're not going to hurt me, right Nick?" she asked, stroking his face gently. It took him a minute to reach reality, but once he did, he saw a young pretty vulnerable girl underneath him, and suddenly she wasn't "Sexy Stewart" or the girl all the guys wanted, or the captain of the cheerleading team. She was just Miley, the girl who played guitar, and wore sweatpants, and who was slowly helping Nick break out of his shell.
"I won't hurt you," he promised, giving her a reassuring kiss. It amazed him how the roles had switched and suddenly he was the one in control.
She reached over to her bedside table drawer and pulled out a box of condoms. Nick's heart started beating even faster. She fumbled with the tape holding the box closed until finally getting it open and tearing one of the foil packages.
It was really happening.
She reached down, rolling it softly over him. It felt strange, not too tight, but not exactly natural either. He didn't have much time to think about it though because once she was done putting it on she gripped him tightly and guided him between her legs.
The rest was history. She winced a little at first, but he didn't seem to be hurting her. After a few thrusts she even seemed to enjoy it. It didn't last long, but when Nick came, he was still out of breath.
After giving him a moment of recovery, Miley leaned over to where he laid next to him and placed a soft delicate kiss on his lips.
"Thank you," she murmured.
"For what?" he asked confused, he was pretty sure she didn't come.
"For giving me the first time I've always wanted," she explained, "No pressure. Not like last night. Just… simple. But sweet."
Nick inflated with pride, knowing that he had done a good job. It wasn't like the movies and definitely not like a porno, but he had gotten Miley's approval and that's what mattered.
He got up and discarded the used condom, then slipped his boxers back on.
"Hey," Nick said as he sat back down on the bed, "Would you do something for me?"
Her eyes flitted up an down his body and he grinned.
"Not that kind of something," he teased her, making her blush, "Could you play me something on the guitar?"
She considered his request and got up to pull on her tank top and panties, which were on her way to her acoustic. She picked it up and brought it back to the bed, sitting cross-legged and putting it on her lap. He sat up too so that he was across from her.
She closed her eyes strumming the guitar and, after a few chords, she began to sing.
"There's always gonna be another mountain, I'm always gonna want to make it move."
Nick watched as she poured her heart out through her mouth and was transfixed.
I love Miley.
The thought crossed his mind quickly, but once he realized it, he backtracked. Did he really love her? He thought she was beautiful, she was nice, and even though she sucked at math she was an intelligent person. She was compassionate and even though she was "popular" she knew there was more than that somewhere out there. What wasn't there to love?
"Ain't about how fast I get there, ain't about what's waiting on the other side, it's the climb."
Abruptly Miley stopped playing and looked down. "I haven't completely finished it, but that's the one you saw in my notebook, remember?"
Nick nodded, "It sounds even better when you sing it… that was amazing. Wow… Miley, I—"
"Miles?"
Miley jumped up when she heard her dad's voice calling up the stairs as did Nick.
"We're home, are you here? We brought home dinner."
"Yeah, I'm upstairs studying with Nick!" she yelled back while mouthing for Nick to get dressed.
Hearting racing because of what he was about to tell her and because they got caught, Nick pulled on his jeans and shirt and quickly buttoned it. He looked over and saw Miley had pulled on sweats.
Just as Nick finished tucking in his shirt, the door opened and Miley's parents stood there.
"Hi!" Miley said eagerly, hugging both of her parents, "How was your trip?"
"So relaxing," her mom gushed while her father nodded, "So what were you kids up to?"
Miley turned around to wink at Nick and he tried not to grin guiltily.
"Oh, you know, just studying," Miley said innocently, "Gotta keep up those grades."
"That's my girl," her dad said, putting an arm around her.
"Dad, this is Nick," Miley said suddenly, realizing that Nick had never met her father.
Nick walked forward and held out his hand, "Nice to meet you, sir."
Mr. Stewart raised an eyebrow and for a moment Nick panicked, thinking he had done something wrong and had somehow gotten on the bad side of dad of the girl he had just realized he loved. However, Mr. Stewart then burst into laughter and accepted his handshake warmly.
"Don't call me sir, it makes me sound old," he chuckled, "I'm a cool dad, right Miles?"
Miley rolled her eyes and shook her head, making everyone in the room chuckle. Nick immediately felt at ease with them.
"Are you staying for dinner, Nick?" Mrs. Stewart asked, "We picked up KFC on the way home. Fried Chicken and mashed potatoes with gravy."
Everyone looked at him expectantly with eager looks on their faces. Miley smiled at him and nodded her head slightly to let him know it was okay with her if he stayed.
"Thanks, I'd love to," he said as Miley's dad patted him on the shoulder and lead the group downstairs.
Nick and Miley getting frisky ;) Hmm yeah so it's been a while, sorry. Also, I'm definitely going to do all the writing challenge stuff tomorrow... sorry it's taken me so long. I just keep getting distracted. Review please... I used to be obsessed with counting my reviews and stuff, but I haven't really been recently. But I looked the other day and it amazes me how much you guys review, especially in comparison to other stories. JLAD is close to 1000 already. It's insane. Love you guys.