In the last chapter…

I'm here, what's going..." he stopped talking as he saw Miley, who suddenly turned around and started shaking even more violently as she met his chocolate brown eyes. She suddenly felt herself stabilize and she stood up walking up to Nick. She stood in front of him for a few second, fuming.

"Miley," he finally spoke and before he could say another word her hand rose and, before he could see it coming, his cheek and a palm that was filled with fury, collided.

Chapter X

Be True To Your Feelings

Nick took his hand up to his cheek immediately, feeling a burning sensation invade the left part of his face.

"Where did you get all that strength from?" asked Lilly as she looked at Miley strangely. She knew the tension was already enough without adding random comments but she couldn't help it, Miley could've really hurt Nick.

Miley continued looking at Nick as she breathed deeply and continued shaking a little, still affected by what she had heard half an hour before. Nick slowly, very slowly, took both his hands and placed them extremely softly on Miley's shoulders, the young woman stirred a little but she didn't push them away. After a few seconds of complete silence, Nick took a step forward and wrapped Miley in a tight embrace, trying to get her to calm down. Joe put an arm around Lilly and gave her a look that indicated that they should leave.

Nick realized Joe's intention and gave him a nod, 'causing Joe to help Lilly up the stairs.

Soon enough Miley stopped shaking and started sobbing uncontrollably.

"It's okay, Miles, I'm here," Nick sued her as he whispered in her ear.

"Not..." Miley muttered through her sobs. "Okay...not...you..."

"I'm not getting married, Miles," he assured her, causing her sobbing to decrease a little.

Miley pulled back. "You're...you're not?" she cried.

Nick pulled a loose strand of her hair back and smiled at her sadly. "No, it was a misunderstanding, Selena...Selena likes to take things into her own hand but...she's been married for years...we're just friends."

Miley found herself pushing Nick into a bone crushing hug. He wasn't getting married! He loved her! He...wait! He had lied, he had tricked her...

"You tricked me!" Miley shouted at him as she took a step back.

"No, Miley, I didn't have anything to do with that, I would never lie to you," he told her softly and sincerely as he tried to hug her again, but this time she pushed him away.

"No! No! I...this...no, Nick! No! I…I'm…I need to go!" she babbled, confusing Nick who reached out for her arm and held it tightly.

"Go? Where are you gonna go?" he asked incredulously as he walked in between her and the front door.

Miley shook her head. "I need to go and find Justin, I need to tell him everything, he might still forgive me...the wedding doesn't need to be cancelled."

Nick looked at her like she had completely lost it. He grabbed both her arms and made her look at him. "Have you hit you head? Miley! You just had a nervous breakdown because you heard I was engaged!"

"It was just...I got a shock, that's all." She insisted as she tried to get out of his grip.

Nick found himself feeling extremely hurt. "Miley, you can't marry Justin."

"Yes, I can!"

"No, you can't. You are not in love with him! Miley, it's not about me or that guy anymore...it's about you! You can't just go forwards with something you don't want. This isn't like choosing between a chocolate or a vanilla ice-cream; marriage is something serious and you and Justin don't deserve to be stuck in a loveless marriage because you can't deal with your feelings, trust me..." Nick explained.

"If there's something I learnt from you is to never trust what people tell you!" she shouted, remembering the time he had left her. Miley suddenly felt like she couldn't' get enough air in her lungs, she felt like her life was draining out. "I...I can't...he..."

"Miley, breathe!" Nick ordered with a worried tone. But Miley couldn't, she simply didn't have it in her to inspire.

Nick shook her a little but he could tell she wasn't breathing at all. "Miley, come on! This isn't funny...you need to breathe, Miles!"

However, Miley could barely hear him; she was already feeling dizzy, everything in front of her was fading slowly. Air wasn't going into her lungs and everything was slowly turning black...all the pain and feeling were going away.

Nick, lost as to what to do, breathed in as much air as he could and crushed his mouth against Miley's half opened one, pushing all the air he had into her system. She didn't respond and he took her to the sofa, did the exact same thing again and took his phone out with his other hand, ready to call an emergency number.

Miley felt air force itself into her lungs but...she didn't want to take it in...She liked this, everything was gone and nothing mattered. She then heard his panicked voice and she could vaguely tell he was on the verge of tears. "Miley, please...breathed, I need you to breath...You need to breath in...I need you... I love you." The last words made something in her change, like someone pressing a switch...suddenly she felt the pain of not being able to breath and the familiar sensation of Nick's breath in her mouth invaded her...without thinking, she lifted her hands and brought Nick's body's closer to hers as she kissed him back as hardly as she could.

She could tell Nick wasn't too sure about what he was doing but she turned her head and sought his tongue; she found it and connected it with her own, making shivers invade her spine. Far too soon, she felt Nick pull away from her and she opened her eyes only to find herself being engulfed in a tight and relieved embrace.

"You...you're okay," Nick's still worried voice came into her ears like the sound of her favourite melody.

"Is everything okay? We heard shouts," Lilly spoke as she walked down the stairs with Joe helping her out.

"No," Nick spoke laying Miley softly back down on the sofa. "Miley had trouble breathing, I think her blood pressure might be a little high...I'm going to take her to the hospital."

Nick then turned to Miley. "Okay, Miles, do you think you can stand up?"

"Quit talking to me like I'm Cindy, I'm alright" Miley snapped, sitting up but immediately feeling a heavy pressure on her head and found herself having to lay back down. "Okay...maybe I'm not alright."

"It doesn't matter," Nick assured her. "I'll carry you."

"No!" Miley shouted, not wanting Nick to have to carry all her weight. "I can walk...slowly."

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"I need a doctor," Nick spoke as he reached the reception of the hospital, helping Miley walk.

"For the lady, I suppose..." a young woman with short, straight red hair said in a low tone.

Nick nodded. "Yes, she had a bit of a nervous breakdown and then couldn't breathe for a little over a minute."

"I didn't have a nervous breakdown! I just got a little shocked because of that stupid..." Miley protested. But Nick covered her mouth and turned back to the receptionist, shaking his head and indicating that it had been a nervous breakdown.

"I will need your insurance number, Ms." The woman politely said

"556783450," Miley spoke (A/N: I'm not American and I really have no idea how the whole 'insurance' thing goes – here in Spain the government pays for medical bills so...I have no idea how an insurance number goes...sorry if it's nothing like this).

The woman typed something into her computed and then looked up at Miley and Nick.

"Second Floor, second door to the right, number 12," she told them. The two of them nodded and headed for the elevator.

"Nick, this is..." Miley suddenly started speaking but was interrupted by Nick finger on her lips.

When he saw she was silent he caressed her cheek slightly. "We'll talk about it later, you can tell me anything later...without fear. When I saw you weren't breathing I...I lost it, Miles. That was when I realized that if you really want him and you think things will be better if you get married to him in 10 days...then, I'll stand by it and I'll be there...supporting you in your decision. That's all I care about, Miles, as long as you're okay, I'm okay. Yes, I want you to choose me, I think that we both know I'm the one for you but, that doesn't mean I'm the better one...I only want you to be happy, you're the only thing that matters to me."

A tear was formed in Miley's blue eye and it fell slowly down her face until Nick cleaned it off with his left thumb.

"Don't cry...we'll deal with all of it later...right now we need to find out if everything okay with you."

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"So, how exactly was this brought on?" A blonde-haired doctor in his thirties asked the couple. Nick was sitting on the tip of a chair while Miley was sitting on a cot, facing the doctor.

"Well," Miley said. "Do we really have to go into that? It's kind of personal."

The doctor shook his head slightly, as if he'd had this situation happen to him before.

"If it's extremely personal then...well, you can NOT tell me and I could try guessing how a nervous breakdown can be caused by shock but...it might help, besides, it's not like I'm aloud to say anything out of these walls and we can make your fiancé leave if that'll be better."

"He's not my fiancé," Miley spoke quickly, getting a slightly heart-broken look from Nick. "But, he knows everything...it's...complicated."

"Sorry," the doctor said. "I just saw the ring..."

"You haven't taken the ring off?" Nick suddenly asked a little angrily.

Miley gave him a dry laugh. "What happened to the whole...'I'll stand by you if you marry him in 10 days, Miley. I'll even be there'?"

Nick bit his lip exactly and Miley rolled her eyes.

"Well, so..." the doctor spoke a little awkwardly. "Am I hearing the story? I have a feeling it'll probably be a bit entertaining?"

"Well, to keep a long story short. Nick and I are...we're..." Miley tried unsuccessfully. Nick stood up and stood beside the cot, looking at the doctor.

"Miley and I were high school sweethearts," nick explained. "We broke up five years ago and almost three weeks ago we met again and all the feelings kind of came back...the thing is that while we were apart, Miley got engaged to a guy she thought she loved but not a quarter of how she loves me."

Miley coughed in discomfort and the doctor looked at both of them in slight awe but he let them continue. "So, my best friends, Selena...well, she loves to interfere with my life and, trying to get Miley to feel what I've been feeling these last few weeks, she told Miley that her and I were engaged."

"And what does that have to do with the nervous breakdown?" the doctor asked curiously.

"That was," Miley spoke shyly, very embarrassed. "Why I had the breakdown."

The doctor raised an eyebrow. "You had a nervous breakdown because you heard he was engaged while you're scheduled to be married in 10 days?"

"In her defence, I...I really haven't been acting like someone who would be engaged; there must of just been to many things that hadn't made sense and yet Selena had told her, so...· Nick came in, defending her.

"Okay," the doctor spoke, still a little perplexed. "And, what about the breathing...what brought that on."

To Nick's surprise, Miley answered quickly, however she was looking straight at the ground. "During the breakdown, I made it to Nick's brother's house, where him and my best friends are staying and...They called Nick and when he arrived we had a fight and...Nick said something that reminded me of when he broke up with me 5 years ago...I suddenly felt like I wanted everything to end and I didn't feel up to breathing, everything started going back and then, I heard Nick talking to me and I suddenly felt the need to breathe again." She explained, leaving out the words Nick had said and the kiss that had happened after those words.

The doctor nodded and wrote something on a piece of paper positioned on top of his desk. "Well, it sounds like a typical case of shock...and stress, probably from this entire movie-like plot you two have made of your lives. I'm going to ask my assistant to run some blood tests just to check nothing else is going on and you'll have to stay here for an hour or so until you're completely calmed down and then we can check your blood pressure." The doctor then headed for the door but before leaving he turned around to face them. "And, I know it really is none of my business and the only reason you told me all that mess is so I got the whole story and gave you the right treatment but as a doctor I am forced to tell you that if this has happened over a simply strategy and a few words, it might be best if that marriage that you're planning never takes place...I don't think it'd be good for your health, neither of your health's."

"Thanks, doc," Nick spoke.

"No problem," the man said before walking out. Miley sat stills with a straight expression on her face as Nick moved and sat beside her, putting his arms softly around her.

"I have to stop this, don't I?" Miley asked, turning her head sideways and looking into Nick's chocolate eyes. Nick tightened his grip on her a little and smiled sadly.

"I told you it's your choice but...I think you already know your answer," Nick told her. Miley bit her lip and got out of his embrace so that she could hug him properly.

"I'm sorry, for being the stubborn bitch I've been the past weeks...by keeping this going I've just made everything worst. The minute I realized I was still in love with you, I should've told Justin," Miley told him.

"Yes, that would've been good but in the end you're not the one to blame. 5 years ago I should've never done what I did, I should've understood your reasons for staying behind and I should've kept my promise...I still believe my future's wherever you are and, to tell you the truth, if you'd never have come here I'd probably have gone back after a few more years and begged you to take me back. I was a cowards and I took what I thought was the easy way out," he told her sincerely as he ran a hand through her dark hair. "But it wasn't the easy way out, far from it actually."

Miley breathed in deeply and looked up at Nick with loving eyes. "I love you," she muttered sweetly.

Nick's sad smile became an enthusiastic grin and he felt love warm up his body. "I love you, too," he whispered back to her and took her head in his hands softly. He leaned down as he lifted her head up a little and he stared into her eyes while their lips stood centimetres apart.

The door opened but neither noticed, they were too involved in each other to notice anything else.

"Miley! I heard you used the insurance card and - " Justin interrupted himself as he looked at his fiancé about to kiss someone with extremely curly hair.

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