An- Soo umm, I couldn't help myself. Looks like I've picked up on the obsession of updating and it's not going away anytime soon. Soo yup :) As usual, I appreciate the reviews especially considering the fact that fan fiction is being really messed up right now ( atleast on my comp it is, is it just me?).Scroll down!

Chapter 11: Love is on it's way

'Dreamers, you see everything in color, while the world is getting darker... love is on it's way'

Miley:

Demi's nails dug deep into my skin causing me to hiss slightly. She spun around, her expression turning softer as she noticed her grip had been a little too strong ( way too strong) and I could tell then that she wasn't really mad. We were best friends, we tell each other everything and while she'd been able to do that with me ( even when it came to stuff that I didn't want to hear about and trust me, there's been lot's ; you'll be amazed with the things this girl likes to tell you ) she was always legit on it. I definitely wasn't.

You can tell who the best friend award goes too.

"Sorry." She mumbles. "Didn't think it was that hard."

"Wasn't hard. It's just, Dem you really gotta cut those nails." I kid, and she laughs.

"They're not that bad. Tell me about it." She adds in a whisper.

I sigh. "Where do I even start? Cliff notes version or detailed?"

"Detailed and you better not leave anything out." She warns, pressing forward her nails just to make it legit.

I laugh. Classic Demi.

I squint, trying to gather my thoughts together because really, even I can't pinpoint when this whole shinding started. "I guess it started at that family welcoming dinner Denise made, you know? The one where Nick's dad came home?"

She nods, her eyes holding on to every word.

"Well I went after him, you know that and then we just started talking and then talking leaded to him confessing his feelings and somewhere along the way we just clicked. I realized Nick had more to him then he lead on and he realized that I have a heart somewhere in this body of ice. His words not mine, he didn't exactly say it but I could tell he was thinking it." She giggled at that. "We ended up becoming friends."

Demi raised an eyebrow. "Friends wouldn't be the word for the sight I saw just now."

"Friends hold hands." I argue.

"Friends don't look at each other the way you do. You like him, nighthawk."

I smile at the reference to the nickname we had made for ourselves back when we were kids and at the tone of her voice. " I do. I like him, Dragon. A lot."

"Why didn't you tell me?" She whispers and she sounds so hurt. I feel a sliver of my heart breaking.

"It's just, it's new to me you know? He makes me think of things that I've never really felt before, he makes me feel things that I've never expected to feel. Ever since that night we kissed in the kitchen, it felt too good to be true and when we made it official, it felt like it was a dream come true. I guess I just wanted to hang on to that dream for as long as possible."

Dem thins her eyes. " You didn't want an 'I told you so' , didn't you?"

"That too." I laugh.

"As long as you're happy than I'm happy. "

"I'm happy, Dem. For the first time, I'm really happy."

"Good. 'Cause you deserve it. Although I have to say it." Demi hints, her eyes swarming with amusement.

I groan. "Go ahead."

I watch her eyes brighten and I smile because as much as she's weird and old-fashioned sometimes, she's my best friend and I love her.

"I told you so, I told you so, I told you so." She breathes.

"You done yet?"

"Nope. I told you so." Dem says one last time, poking out her tongue. "There. Now I am."

"Freak."

"The best freak you've ever met!"

"Damn straight you are!" I laugh, roping her into a hug. " I love you, Dragon."

"Right back 'atcha, Nighthawk but if you so much as ever keep something huge like this from me again, I'll make sure these nails go straight to the heart."

"Deal." I promise, pulling away from her. "Serious though, Dem, cut em'."

"Why? They're excellent fight bait. Other people use their fists, I use my nails and the best thing is they'll never even expect it."

"Think you could use 'em, right now? All this staring is getting a little creepy."

Demi laughs, noticing the millions of people gaping our way. "Your half of the new 'Bradgelina' , Miles, you can't say you didn't see this coming."

"I did but it doesn't mean I like it." I grumble.

Dem's boisterous laughter surrounds the school as she leads me towards homeroom class.

I follow along eagerly.

(Anything to get away from these people...)

We enter the class room and as usual the first person I notice is the curly-haired guy that I used to hate. Slowly all the gaping people fade away as I lock myself into a world that includes only me and Nick. Nick smiles, pulling me closer to him as I near him.

"Everything okay?" He whispers into my ear. I smile, I can't believe I never noticed how caring he is.

"Slight scratch but nothing major."

Nick glares at Demi.

"It was an accident. I would never hurt her. Although if you ever hurt her..." She warns.

"I won't. At least I'll try." He declares, kissing my exposed shoulder.

"Baby, I think he's legit. If he's not he'll have me to deal with." Joe winks at me, wrapping an arm around Demi's waist.

"Thanks." I mouth with a chuckle. We have our squabbles here and there but I know I could always count on Joe.

Except when it comes to food. Or kids apparently.

"So much hate." Nick pouts, clearly not satisfied with all the threats coming his way.

"Sorry baby, but it's necessary." I smirk, sliding my arm around his neck and playing with his curls. I love his curls. I run a hand through them as I kiss him.

"Not as necessary as I needed that." He mumbles, reaching for another one. I block out the gasps running in and out of the room.

Joe and Demi pretend to vomit and I giggle, pulling away from Nick.

"Like it's not gross when you do it." Nick shoots, rolling his eyes.

I roll my eyes as Joe and Demi, just to get back at us, kiss.

"So immature." I fire back in agreement.

"Yeah we are." Joe cockily replies and I shove him.

"Leave." Nick and I manage to say simultaneously and Joe and Demi get the drift, placing their hands up in surrender and walking to their own seats.

"Finally." Nick breathes, his lips grazing my skin. "We're alone."

"Tell that to the rest of the world." I can't help it. I'm not used to all the staring... it's going to take a while.

"I don't care about them."

"It's just weird." I admit. "I've never gotten so much attention before."

Nick cups my face in his hands. "Then block them out, Miles. This is us. This is real and honestly, none of them matters to me. Just us."

"Just us." I whisper.

"Just us." Nick repeats to make it final, kissing me once again. I melt into the sensation that arises as his lips touch mine.

"Seats, everyone." Mr. Testa exclaims, disrupting our affection I blush at his knowing gaze.

Suddenly, I feel the wind knock out of me as I get shoved harshly in the gut.

Nick rushes to my side in an instant.

"Watch it." I hiss furiously.

"Watch yourself." Charlene fires back and what the fuck is her problem?

"Back off, Char." Nick intervenes with a harsh glare and she struts off with a huff.

I brush off Nick, telling him 'I'm fine' before plopping my butt into my chair wishing this day would just blow over. As much as I love school ( you know what I mean by love...) I'm exhausted and right now I'm wishing for is a nice, warm bed, heavenly pillows and those strong manly arms around me tight as I fall asleep.

I sigh as the second bell rings.

Looks like I have a long way to go.

Later

The hours on the clock seem to tick by a little faster because suddenly the third bell has rung, indicating it's lunch time. I eagerly get out of my seat. Math class is one of the classes that I hate more than anything. And I'm fucking hungry.

"Hurry up, Miles. I'm hungry." Joe complains from behind me, wrapping an arm around me as he leads me into the direction of the cafeteria. He's the only saving grace I have in this class.

"You don't have to be my watch dog now that I'm dating your brother, Joe. Go." I chuckle. "I've gotta make a pit stop first."

"More like makeout with my brother." He teases and I blush. "I knew you'd end up with him."

I tilt my head in confusion.

"How?"

Joe shrugs. "You guys just fit."

"That the best you got?" I kid. Joe lingers and I roll my eyes, for what seems like the fiftieth billionth time that day. " Go. I'll be okay."

His eyes narrow. "You sure?"

"It's not like someone's targeting me out to destroy me or anything." I pause as Joe just continues to stare. "Right?"

"...Just be careful."

I shrug off Joe's weird behavior as he leaves and find myself into the homeroom that I used to hate for the last three years. Mr. Testa smiles as he sees me.

"Ms. Stewart. I've been expecting you. Nice to know you could pull yourself away from lover boy enough to converse with other people."

"Haha." I say dryly.

He shrugs and I sit into my desk. "Why'd you do it?"

"Do what?" He feigns innocence and I scoff.

"You know what." He stares back, unconvincingly and I roll my eyes. "Why? We haven't, I haven't exactly been the nicest girl on the block."

"But you're the most passionate person I know. Ms. Stewart , Nick's a dick." My eyes widen and before I know it I'm shaking uncontrollably in laughter. "But he was a confused dick, a lost soul that needed somebody to find him, that needed somebody to show him the value of life, the purpose of life. You're it."

"Why me?"

"Ask Nick." He shrugs. "You're a little rough on the edges, but you're beauty in it's simplest form, both inside and out. I knew it was you the minute you walked through that door freshman year and the way he looked at you. I was sure of it by the way you looked at him back."

"Thanks." I say sincerely. "For everything."

He purses his lips in dismissal. "Just don't take advantage, Ms. Stewart . I catch you lip-locking like that in my class again and I'm slipping up a Detention. "

"Yes sir." I salute, walking out of the classroom.

Putting my door on the knob, I twist it, looking back at him, my kooky homeroom teacher, one last time. He's a little weird and annoying and his breath still reeks a little ( just a smidge. I guess the stuff Nick left him didn't have that great of an effect on him.) but he's wise and loving. I hope he does end up having kids. He deserves it.

Finally leaving, I'm surprised to hear the sound of someone tumbling over and rush out of the classroom to see the tortured person I have just hurt. I bite my lip to refrain from laughing. Fucking idiot.

"I was looking for you." He confesses sheepishly and I smile, holding my hand out.

"Looks like you found me, boyfriend." I quip, once I've hauled him up before leaning in and kissing him.


An- Soo, I hope you enjoyed this story. I was going to go longer but, my hands are exhausted. I thought I'd pencil in a little Niley fluff before the drama kicks in, besides this is a JB song, why in the hell would I add drama to one of their songs? Haha. I've always loved Demi/Miley friendship so I had to put that in and well and the Joe/Miley, well my muse just wouldn't stop pestering me about adding it. Nick got his own screentime with our beloved homeroom teacher, so I only found it fair that Miley have one with him as well. I think you know why Joe/Nick are being so protective of Miley all of a sudden.

Love,

Nicki M.