F*ck ups
Day 28(Miley's POV)
"Hey," I heard Nick call, and turned to see him with a fist covering the smirk plastered on his face.
"Hey," I replied, smiling a little as I heard a cough beside me, "Nick, this is Matt, Matt this is Nick."
"S'up" Matt said, reaching his hand out before pulling it back as Nick just glared at it.
"Play nice," I growled at him, but he just shrugged, brushing past me.
"Oh, don't worry," His icy voice left a trail of shivers down my neck, "I will."
"Why do you have to do this, Nick?" I asked him a couple of hours later, when Matt was asleep in the back of the caravan.
"Do what?" He asked, his lips curving upwards in a half smile.
"You know god damn well what." I snarled, but his shoulders just heaved up and down as he laughed, "See, that. Why do you have to do that?"
"Because you insist on bringing that here." He gestured back to Matt, sleeping peacefully, blissfully unaware of the tension between Nick and I.
"He has a name, you know." I whispered loudly, freezing as Matt stirred for a second, before continued breathing heavily.
"Really? I thought he was just some one night stand you brought along to make me jealous."He turned his face towards me for a second, ignoring the road as his eyebrows raised and a glint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
"Fuck you." I held his gaze for a moment, not buying the little-boy-lost routine he had going on. But then he winked and faced forward again, destroying any feelings I may have had as I looked into those soft brown eyes.
"Love you too, babe," He mocked, reaching his hand over and sliding it up my leg.
"Stop." I breathed, my eyes closing.
"No." He said, reaching his hand back up, where he stroked my cheek a bit. I opened my eyes to meet his, gazing back at me. Then he spoke, snapping me out of the trance.
"We're here." He gestured at the hotel, then stopped the caravan.
"Why the hell do we need to stay in a hotel?" I asked, impatient.
"More privacy," He winked, "I think you'll want it pretty soon."
I glared at him, reaching for my bag before he grabbed it, smiling.
"Please," He grinned, "Allow me."
"Whatever." I mumbled, heading towards the hotel, letting Matt carry on sleeping.
"Ground rules," I sat on the bed, throwing my bags to the side. I turned round to watch Nick shake his head and laugh, "One- stay away from Matt. Two- stay away from me."
"One problem," He said, somehow having made his way onto the bed without me realising, "I don't want to stay away from you. And you don't want to stay away from me."
"I really do." I gulped, his hand reaching up and stroking my knee.
"You really don't," His hand trailed a little higher, his intense gazed locked on me, "Or you wouldn't let me do this," He reached his hand to my side and ran it up and down, "Or this," He leant in towards me, his breath hitting my lips, making me part them a little and close my eyes, "And you definitely wouldn't let me do this..."
The second his lips pressed against mine, I felt alive. It was special, different. It wasn't like all the other times he's kissed me. This time, it felt softer; more... gentle. Careful. Like he was afraid to break me.
And I think I liked it that way.
AN, Okay, I'm sorry for the really really really really lame excuse I'm about to give, but the reason this took so long is because I got writer's block :/
Which meant it took really long, and I'm REALLY sorry, because you guys were really awesome reviewers =]
But yeah, sorry and R&R pleaseeeeeee =]
