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Liam had reached the diner with Miley, it was small and homey, just what the girl liked. She didn't like big fancy places with over-priced meals. Home-made food was much better for her.

They took seat by the booth near the window. The blonde was telling his date a joke when they got interrupted, "Yo, Liam!" a voice called out. The two whipped their heads to see a guy with spiky black hair. "Whattup, my man?"

"Dylan, God, where have you been?" they shared a weird handshake that Miley just raised her eyebrow at. "I haven't seen you around the store a lot lately."

"Yeah, been pretty busy fixing up these babies." he flexed his muscles to show a not-so-big bulge.

Liam chuckled, "Right.."

"Oh, who's this pretty chicka over here?" the brunette nodded his head towards the girl who was spacing out on them but then snapped back to reality and stared at the two buddies. "Another one of your girls, eh?"

The blonde laughed then shook his head, "No, this is Miley. She's just here accompanying me for a friendly date. And I don't have many girls, you know I don't date a lot." Liam gave him a knowing look.

Dylan nodded and pursed his lips into a thin line, "Well then, nice to meet you Miss Miley. I'm Dylan Crows, blondie over here's best friend." he winked and extended his hand.

Miley gladly shook it with a smile playing on her features as a giggle slipped her lips. "Miley, Miley Stewart."

"Wait, you're Miley Stewart? That name sounds familiar." he set one arm across his chest and a finger on the other hand tapping against his chin, thinking for a moment. "No way! You're-"

Liam instantly covered his mouth, "Shut it, Dylan. I don't want any paparazzi here."

"Sure." he nodded. "I'll leave you two alone. See ya later." he waved before walking off to another direction then flirting with the pretty waitress.

The couple broke into grins, amused by Dylan's actions. "Sorry 'bout that, Dylan's a real wacko."

Miley laughed lightly, "Well, he's sure friendly." The two talked a bit before searching in the diner's menu for a meal to fill their hungry stomaches.

Nick arrived a few minutes after them and had his disguise on. He sat by the bar where he could get a good look at the two. Yes, he was spying. He covered his face with the menu and kept staring at them once in a while. He didn't know why, but he had the urge to keep Miley in sight.

After the couple...and Nick had ordered, they waited and enjoyed the quiet moment. A waiter was walking buy with a tray which held a bowl of hot soup on top. Nick stepped his foot out on the hallway and his body went further to get a better stare at them. The waiter was humming a tune to himself and didn't see where he was going. The man tripped and the bowl of soup flew all the way to Miley's booth. It landed on Liam!

He screamed out in pain as it had made his whole white shirt wet and stained. Miley panicked but handed him a few napkins, while she also dabbed on his shirt. Liam took his shirt off and his chest had a red mark which indicated the soup's hot stain.

"I-I'm so sorry, sir." the waiter stammered out nervously as he picked up the bowl and the tray and began to wipe the floor.

"It's fine." Liam answered simply but anger was boiling inside of him.

"I'm really sorry sir." he bowed his head down when he finished cleaning up.

Nick bit on his bottom lip when he saw the scene. He hoped that the waiter won't blame him on this.

"Look, Max, just do the customer's dry cleaning, how's that?" a man with a business suit walked over, he was probably the boss.

"Y-Yes, sir. I'll pay for your laundry." he nodded, agreeing with the suggestion.

"No, it's okay." Liam's face softened, he can only stay mad for so long. "I'm fine, I just need an extra tee shirt or something. Do you have one?"

"I have one in the backroom, you can borrow it." Max said and led Liam to the back. Liam gave Miley an apologetic look, Miley understood the situation.

Soon after Liam had changed, they enjoyed their meal. "How did that even happen?" Liam asked curiously. "Did you trip over your own feet, Max?" he joked.

"No, no. I tripped over the foot the man over there." he pointed towards Nick who was scarfing down his meal. Miley tilted her head and frowned, he looked like...no...it couldn't be. Well at least that's what she thought. "He was watching something but his foot went to the hallway."

"Hey, Liam, I'll be right back." Miley said as she slipped out of the booth and pretended to be walking towards the bathroom. She reached Nick's seat. He got sweaty and more nervous as she got close while he was eating. He looked down to hide his face.

She turned his body and snatched the items off his head. Her eyes widened at him. Liam saw what Miley had done and rushed over, "Miley, what are you doing?"

"Nick?" Miley screeched as she saw the curly head in front of her. He just chuckled a little awkwardly.

Nick got busteeedddd! :D lols, I'm super hyper this morning. Yes I wrote this, this morning. Short chapter. Well, I guess 6 was too high as a review goal. I got four on the last but cause I'm in such a good mood, here's a new chapter. What'll happen to Nick? Find out in the next one. ;D I freaking love you guys.