The next morning I woke up with butterflies in my stomach. It was the day of my first date with Sam. I was excited and nervous. This was so casual. It wasn't like he was my boyfriend. I never usually went on casual dates. I tried not to stress out too much about what to wear. So I went with my usual. I picked out my favorite pair of ripped jeans and a plaid shirt. I didn't want to look like I was trying too hard.

I spent a long time fixing my hair. My long curls were just so frizzy and out of control. I used some gel and after what felt like forever I got my hair looking shiny, and not very frizzy. I packed on the dark eyeliner. It was like my safe zone, I liked to hide behind my eyeliner.

As it got closer and closer to when Sam was going to pick me up, I started feeling queasy. I thought it was just nerves so I just brushed it off. The feeling didn't really pass but I ignored it. Before I knew it, 6 o'clock came and I felt as ready as I'd ever be. I was already waiting by the door when he rang the door bell. I opened it quickly. "Hey! Let's go."

"Wow okay." I got into his car. It was a nice car. "Where do you want to eat?" He asked me. I tried not to moan. I wasn't feeling so good, and eating probably wasn't going to help.

"Why don't we just go to an earlier movie and get snacks there? I'm not too hungry."

"Sounds good." He looked at me and smiled. I smiled back. He had such a charming smile. He was a charming guy. It didn't take long before we made it to the theater. I stepped out of the car slowly. He turned and looked at me. "Miley? Are you okay? You look kinda pale." I didn't get a chance to answer. I puked all over his feet. I sank down on the ground against his car. Nothing was really running through my head, though I was mortified later.

He took me home right away. In the car I was starting to feel a little guilty. "I'm so sorry." He looked at me sympathetically.

"It's okay Miley. Really. You can't help it. The stomach flu has been going around for a while now."

"I still feel bad."

"It's okay. Really." We pulled up to the house. He walked me to the doorstep and kissed me on the cheek. I smiled weakly.

"I owe you a real one when I feel better." He grinned at me before going back to his car.

"Feel better Miley." I walked inside and saw Denise at the kitchen table.

"Miley? Sweetie didn't you just leave?"

"Yeah. Well then I got sick. On his shoes."

"Oh I'm so sorry honey. Why don't you go upstairs and rest?"

"Yeah I think I will." I walked upstairs. I didn't even make it to my bedroom. I rushed into the bathroom and emptied my stomach into the toilet. I was too weak and tired to leave, so I fell asleep in the bathtub. Nick found me there about ten minutes later.

"Miley?"

"Go away."

"What's going on?"

"I'm sick."

"I can see that. And smell it." He came in and sat on the floor across from the tub.

"Go. Away."

"No."

"Please."

"I like to bug you."

"Come on. I'm sick....whoa. Move." I jumped out of the bathtub. He moved out of the way so I could get to the toilet. He held my hair back as I puked once again.

"Oh Miley." I leaned up against him and closed my eyes. He stroked my hair as I fell asleep.

I woke up around 2am with a dull pain in my stomach and a kink in my neck. Sitting on the floor while awkwardly leaning against someone was not generally a good way to sleep. I was too tired and weak to move, so I just fell back asleep.

The next time I woke up it was morning. I could see light shining through the bathroom window. I wasn't feeling nauseous, but I wasn't feeling great either. My head was pounding and I was exhausted. I didn't think I could stand up, but I tried anyway. It didn't work. I clumsily fell over which woke Nick.

"You okay?" He asked, giving me a funny look.

"Yeah. I guess." He smiled. I tried to smile back. He stood up and stretched. "Not the best sleeping position is it?"

"No, not really." I laughed. He held out his hand and helped me up.

"The way your eyeliner is smeared kinda makes you look like a stoner."

"Thanks for that."

"Just saying. Not that it's your fault."

"Yeah yeah." I laughed quietly again. "I'm going to go actually attempt to get some real sleep now."

"Goodnight." I went into my bedroom and crashed immediately. I must've really been sick, because I slept for like eighteen hours. I woke up feeling pretty good. Once I showered and changed I actually looked okay too. I concluded that I had just come down with one of those 24-hour bugs.

I sat in my bedroom and read for a while. I was feeling better, but I still didn't feel like I could eat or anything yet. My door was cracked open. Nick slid in without me noticing until he sat down on the edge of my bed, which startled me quite a bit.

"I didn't hear you come in."

"Oh. Sorry."

"It's okay." I smiled and placed my bookmark back in my book.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Much. Thanks for asking."

"That sucks about your date."

"Oh shut it. You were secretly happy, don't lie. You're jealous." I teased. He pouted.

"I'm not jealous." He mumbled. I laughed.

"Sure you aren't. Since you're not jealous, I'm happy to inform you that me and Sam are going out tomorrow night."

"Really."

"Yeah. We're gonna do dinner, and then go back to his place to watch movies."

"You're going to his place?"

"Don't worry, we're not gonna do anything. I had 'the talk' with him. It's all good."

"Yeah cuz guys always tell the truth."

"Stop. I like him. Just leave it alone."

"Fine." We sat in an awkward silence for a moment until he broke it once again. "So I came in here to ask if you wanted to watch a movie with me."

"Now?"

"Yes now. I was going to go watch Transformers...and I know you like that movie as much as I do." I threw my book down on the bed and flew to the door.

"Transformers?! Let's go!" We ran downstairs together. Watching a movie was a great way to get my mind off of things and to hide my emotions. Nick didn't appear to be catching on. Over the past few days I had been really missing those days when Nick and I were dating. I was torn, and didn't know what to do about it.

So I didn't know where to take this chapter. I guess it could've been better, but oh well.

Thoughts?

Also if you're interested I did post a one-shot the other day.