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Thunder and Lightening
Part 9
"We need to talk."
Miley's eyes darted across the empty room, as she finally glanced back towards Nick.
"About what?" Miley replied, timidly. She really didn't want Nick mad at her. It was the last thing she wanted.
"Why in the world would you go and sing a song about me! I mean, seriously Miley, be a little bit more dramatic!" Nick spat, his voice getting dangerously close to a yell. Miley closed her eyes for a moment, processing.
"Listen, Nick, I know you are mad at me, but—"
"Well of course I'm mad!" he interjected, rolling his eyes.
"But, I didn't have a choice! Mr. Gilmore wanted me to sing that song tonight because that is the song I sang for him when I got put on the label." Miley defended, as Nick scoffed.
"See, that is your problem Miley. You never stand up for yourself and what you want! You're just so scared to do anything. Why are you like that?" Nick asked, his voice getting quieter. Miley blinked back tears as she looked Nick straight in the eyes.
"Nick, you know exactly why I am like that, so please just don't go there." Miley said, uncrossing her arms. Nick sighed, and regained his composure.
"Listen, I'm not going to lie to you. I don't appreciate you singing that song but I am sorry. I over-reacted. But, seriously, just leave me out of your music." Nick said, walking out of the room. Miley wrapped her arms around herself. She sucked back her sobs, as she wiped the tears that had just fallen from her eyes. She gathered her emotions and left the room, going back out into the crowd. There was simple background music, as she made her way over to Selena, Demi, Joe, and of course, Nick. Miley squeezed in between Selena and Demi, really not wanting to stand beside Nick.
Selena looked over at her smiling, but instantly frowned. Miley obviously didn't look okay.
"What happened?" Selena mouthed. Miley shook her head softly, not wanting to talk about it. Selena glanced at Nick, and Miley closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. When she looked at Selena, she saw her glaring at Nick. Miley pinched her arm, as Selena gasped.
"Ouch!" she muttered, as Demi looked at her weird.
"How much longer?" Miley asked in Demi's ear. Demi knew someone was wrong, also, but decided she would wait for Miley to tell her.
"Um, we can leave any time, really." Demi replied, as Miley glanced at Nick he was laughing and smiling at something Joe said.
At least he was happy
Once they got home, it was close to midnight. Miley walked into my room, shutting the door behind her. She went over to her dresser, pulling of pajamas. She went into the bathroom, shutting her bathroom door behind her. Miley looked over and saw Nick's was open. She walked in his room and saw him sitting on his bed.
"Um, hi." Miley whispered, as Nick turned his head.
"Hey." He said, as she could have sworn she saw him smile.
"Um, I'm going to go take a shower, and then go to bed." Miley replied, as Nick nodded.
"Okay, well I guess I'll see you in the morning." He said, as Miley shut Nick's bathroom door. Miley looked at herself in the mirror. She honestly had no idea why she was here. She doesn't belong here. She belongs back in Connecticut, working at the dinner, getting harassed and terrorized every day. This was supposed to be Nick's thing; not Nick and Miley's. She went over to shower, turning on the faucet. She got in the shower, washing this day off of her.
She finished about an hour later and stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her petite frame. She slid on her t-shirt and shorts, as she put her hair up in a bun. She cleaned up everything, and then slowly walked over to Nick's door. She opened it up and saw him sitting on his bed, on his laptop.
"Hey, what are you still doing up?" Miley asked, as Nick looked over and casually closed his laptop.
"Couldn't sleep." He replied, as Miley nodded.
"Okay, well goodnight . . . again." She said, giggling. He smiled genuinely over to her, as she was about to walk back into the bathroom.
"Wait, Miley." Nick called, as Miley turned around.
"Yeah?" She asked, brushing loose hair out from her eyes. Nick patted down as his bed, as Miley walked over and sat down, looking at Nick.
"Yes?" she asked.
"I want to know." Nick said; as Miley gave him a puzzled looked.
"Know what?" Miley asked, confused.
"I want to know what all happened while I was gone. I don't want you to leave out anything." Nick said, as Miley closed her eyes, processing.
"Why?" she whispered, as she opened her eyes. Nick looked her straight in the eye, as he noticed her mixed emotions. He could read her like a book; whether it was her eyes or her body language. Most of the time, he used that to his advantage.
"Because, I really need to know what all happened to you while I wasn't there. Just please, tell me." Nick practically begged; as Miley took a deep breath. She knew she wouldn't win this battle, so why not surrender now?
"Well, right after you left it was really bad. I hardly slept, or ate. I stayed up in my room except for when I had to go to school. I didn't do anything. I felt as if there was nothing left. Then, a few weeks ago, Grammy died." Miley spoke, as she heard a gasp come from Nick's lips.
"What?" Nick asked, as Miley sat there, her head hanging down. Both of the teenagers stayed silent for a moment, as Nick processed all the information into his mind. It took him a while, but he finally responded.
"How?" He asked, quietly. Miley slowly tilted up her head, as she stared directly into Nick's eyes.
"She was in a coma, after being in a car accident." Miley replied, as Nick shook his head. That was horrible. Not just because she lost her grandmother, but because it happened the exact same way her parents were killed.
"I'm so sorry, Miley. Is there anything I can do?" Nick asked, as Miley shook her head.
"No, there isn't. But, I'm really tired; I think I'm going to bed." Miley said, getting up off of Nick's bed, and heading back towards the bathroom. She looked back towards him, with a sad smile on her face.
"Goodnight, Nick." She mumbled, going into her room and shutting the door to the bathroom.
Miley climbed up onto her bed, as she sighed. She knows that she should have told Nick about her diabetes, but he said he didn't want to deal with her emotional drama, so she decided to stay quiet. Miley cuddled under the covers, her room pitch black. She closed her eyes, thinking about Nick the entire time.
Nick woke up the next morning, still thinking about his talk with Miley. He was so happy that everything was getting back to normal. Honestly, he missed her. He missed her a lot. He was his air, and he needed her to be in his life. He walked down stairs and saw his mother in the kitchen, making breakfast. Miley was nowhere in sight. He walked over to his mom and gave her a hug.
"Someone's a little happy this morning. What happened to you last night?" she asked, seeing the glow on her sons face.
"Miley and I talked; like an actually conversation. She told me everything that I missed and everything that happened while I was gone. I'm glad she finally opened back up to me about everything." Nick vented. Mrs. Grey smiled, as she continued making her French toast.
"Okay, well just so you know Miley has a check up at the doctor's office in two days." Denise said, as Nick gave his mom a confused look.
"A check up for what?" Nick asked, as Denise's eyes widened.
"I'm guessing she didn't tell you." She said, as Nick started to get worried.
"What did she not tell me?" Nick questioned, getting aggravated.
"I think Miley should tell you." She said, as Nick grew angry.
"Just tell me what's wrong with her!" Nick almost screamed, needing to know what was wrong with his best friend.
"She has diabetes, Nick. I don't know why she didn't tell you, but she has it. She has a check up to make sure everything is going okay." She sighed, as Nick's eyes because blank. His whole face held no emotion.
"I have to go talk to her." Nick said, heading straight for the stairs.
"Nicholas!" his mother yelled, as he stopped immediately.
"You are not going to tell her that you know. Let her tell you when she's ready for you to know. But, as of right now, but be there for her." She said, as Nick took a deep breath and nodded.
"Okay, but I just don't understand why she didn't tell me." Nick said, feeling powerless.
"Maybe she wasn't ready, Nick. This is her thing; you have to let her talk to you about it." Denise said, as Nick nodded solemnly, heading into the living room. He sat there, thinking about how to deal with this. He knows that he shouldn't bring it up. But, he also needs to let her know that he is here for her, and always will be. He put his head in his hands and sighed. After a little while of being by himself, he got up and went upstairs, heading towards Miley's room. He knocked lightly, opening the door. He saw her sitting up in her bed, on the computer.
"Hey Miles, what're you doing?" he asked, as she shrugged.
"Just looking around . . ." she said, as she smiled over at him.
"Are looking at any gossip sites?" he said, as her skin turned bright red.
"Um, no." she said, gulping.
"Trust me, Miles, we all do it at one point or another." He said, going over and sitting down next to her on her bed.
"So, find anything interesting?" he asked, as Miley shook her head, scrolling through the gossip sites.
"Not really, though. I did find some interesting ones about you, though." Miley said, as Nick looked at her confused.
"Like what?" he asked, as she shut her laptop and hopped off the bed with it.
"NOTHING!" she yelled happily, skipping out of her room. Nick jumped off the bed and ran after her.
"What did it say?" Nick asked, as he saw Miley running down the steps, without her laptop. Where did she put it?
"I don't know!" she giggled, as Nick ran down after her. She ran into the kitchen, with Nick in tow.
"Denise, help!" Miley yelped, hiding behind the older woman.
"Mom, please move!" Nick asked, as Miley peered out from behind her.
"Why is Miley hiding from you?" she asked, amused at the two of them.
"Because, she saw something on a gossip site about me, and she won't tell me what it is!" Nick whined, as Miley giggled. She ran out from behind Denise and to the screen door, heading out to the back yard. Nick ran after her, as he saw Miley running around the pool. He rolled his eyes, as her head her yelp. He looked over and saw her fall into the pool. He laughed, as then ran over to the pool, just making sure she was okay. He saw her come up from under the water, looking extremely pissed. She slowly made her way over to the edge where Nick was standing.
"Can you help me out?" Miley asked, as Nick looked down at her, amused.
"Why should I?" he asked, as she tears gathered up in her eyes.
"You don't want to help your best friend?" she whimpered, as Nick started to feel bad.
"Okay, I'm sorry." He said, bending down, grabbing onto her hands. He slowly pulled her out of the water, and went over to the pool storage area and grabbed a towel for her. He went back over to her, wrapping it around her.
"I'm sorry you fell into the pool." He said, as she wrapped her arms around him. He hugged her back, tightly, as he heard her giggle.
"What?" he asked, as she pulled away.
"You're all wet!" she laughed, as he looked down and saw that his clothes were completely soaked through. He saw her smile brightly.
"Did you do that on purpose?" he asked, as she smiled.
"Maybe!" she replied, leaning up and kissing his cheek, before skipping inside.
"So, Miley, are you coming to Nick's concert in San Diego tomorrow?" Selena asked, while she was braiding Miley's hair. Miley invited Demi and Selena to sleep over, and figured they'd just spend the next day together.
"Yeah, of course!" Miley replied, as she grimaced as her hair was pulled. Everyone was in their pajamas, down in the den. They were making this an epic sleep-over. Demi was laying out of the pull out bed they were going to sleep on.
"What do you think we should do to Nick?" Demi asked, flipping through a magazine.
"What do you mean?" Miley asked, as Selena finished 'braiding' Miley's hair.
"I mean, do you want to put whip cream all over his bed, put pictures of old women all around his room, 'roll' his room." Demi listed off, giving me suggestion after suggestion.
"Um, I don't think we should do anything like that." Miley replied, as Demi pouted.
"What not? It's just some harmless fun!" Demi replied, smiling.
"I know, but I don't want to ruin anything in his room. I mean, if you all want to do it, fine, but I'm not going to." Miley replied, as Demi and Selena shrugged.
"Party pooper." Demi replied, going back to reading her magazines.
The next day, Miley was sitting in Nick's dressing room, as he was sitting in his chair, getting ready for sound check.
"So, how was your sleepover. Also, I don't suppose you have anything to do with the thousands of old lady pictures all over my room, do you?" he asked, smirking. Miley bit her lip, and shook her head.
"I have no idea." She whispered, giggling. That was one of her weakness. Whenever she would lie, she would start giggling, so Nick always knew when she was lying.
"Okay, now I have a serious question." Nick said, right after his publicist left the room.
"What?" Miley asked, confused.
"What was that freaking' rumor you saw!" he asked, as Miley started laughing her contagious laugh.
"Nick, seriously, it was nothing. If it was anything big, you would have heard about it by now, so chill." She said, as he started humming a new song.
"What's that?" Miley asked.
"Just a new song I've been working on. I'm going to play it tonight." He said, as Miley smiled bright.
"Can I hear it?" she asked. Nick shook his head.
"Nope, you'll hear it tonight." He said, as she pouted.
"What's it about?" she continued to ask, as he just stared at her, amused.
"Can you seriously not wait just like 3 hours and see for yourself. But just to let you know, you're going to love it!" he said, as her smile brightened.
"Well, I guess I can wait. If I have to." She said, trying on last time.
"You will be okay, Miles." He said, as she stood up and walked over to him. She leant down and gave him a long hug.
"What was that for?" he asked, after she pulled away.
"I'm really proud of you, Nicky." She said, as he smiled.
"I'm proud of you too, Smiles." He said, as she smiled wide.
Nick had just finished his concert and was about to walk back out for the encore.
"Well, I hope you like it Smiles." He said, as he walked back out on stage, hearing the screaming come back to life. He sat down on the piano, and started playing.
Got the news today, doctor said I had to stay
A little bit longer, and I'll be fine
When I thought it'd all been done
When I thought it'd all been said
A little bit longer, and I'll be fine
But you don't know what you've got till it's gone
And you don't know what's it's like to feel so low
And every time you smile, you laugh, you glow
You don't even know, know, know
You don't even know
All this time goes by, still no reason why
A little bit longer, and I'll be fine
Waiting on a cure, but none of them are sure
A little bit longer, and I'll fine
But you don't know what you've got till it's gone
And you don't know what's it like to feel so low
And every time you smile, you laugh, you glow
You don't even know, know, know
You don't even know, know, know
You don't even know, know, know
But you don't know what you've got till it's gone
And you don't know what it's like to feel so low
And every time you smile, you laugh, you glow
You don't even know, yeah, whoa, yeah
You don't even know
So I'll wait till kingdom come
All the highs and lows are gone
A little bit longer, and I'll be fine
You'll be fine
Authors Note: Aww! Nicky's so nice! So, I am so so so so so so sssssssssooooooooooooo sorry that this took forever! I really am. It's just, school has been a bitch lately. My Chemistry teacher is also a bitch, and 99% of the time, I have at least 2 hours of Chem. homework a night, so that sucks and takes up my time, and along with marching band, I really don't have time for my 'online' life, I suppose. Well, if you read all of this, I appreciate you and you're amazing-ness! Well, please review and let me know what you think! I'll try and get the next chapter out as soon as possible! I love all of my lovely reviewers and readers! Thank you guys for all the support!
Love, Erin Marie