Here it was. Day 14. My last day with Nick. It seems as if these two weeks have flown by, but so much has happened that has changed not only my life, but Nick's too.

"Good morning beautiful." Nick whispered from beside me.

I groaned in displeasure. Mostly from the fact the sun was blaring in my eyes, but partly because I knew today was my last day with Nick.

As I pulled the covers over my head, curling up into a ball beside Nick, he wriggled under the covers with me. I kept my back facing him as I was in no state to talk. I had morning breath, tuggy hair and my morning eyes. Not a pretty sight.

"Go away." I mumbled. I was always grumpy in the morning.

"It's our last day. Are you seriously asking me to go away?"

He had a good point. I turned around and gave him an unimpressed sarcastic look.

"No.."

"Good." He kissed the end of my nose and threw back the sheets. Under them, we were running out of oxygen.

I sat up and rubbed my eyes, cracking my fingers. It was a bad habit of mine and had been for years. So, why stop now?

"If you keep doing that, you'll become arthritic."

I stopped. I have no will power.

I decided to get changed into some low-cut denim shorts and a white tank top. Simple and very comfortable. Sitting down beside my suitcase, I packed the rest of my things. A tooth brush. Hair brush. Pyjamas. Y'know, the usual stuff. Doesn't always seem you pack more than you unpacked? That's the way it feels. Maybe I'm packing my heart and taking it on a long journey. A roller coaster, where I feel sick and nauseous as we go along the ups and downs, bumps and corners.

"Your breakfast is downstairs, Miley." Denise called up from the kitchen.

I zipped up my suitcase and walked down to the kitchen where Nick, his parents and my parents were laughing and eating.

"There's cereal, toast and pop-tarts if you want some." Nick smiled, looking up at me from his barstool.

Smiling back, I walked over to the fridge and pulled out some milk. His parents had stashes of Lucky charms, my favourite cereal ever.

"We're leaving in.. two hour, sweetie." My mom said as she checked her watch.

I almost choked on my cereal. Two hours? Was that it? I thought it would be after dinner. But I was in no mood to fight with them. We had to get back early before the traffic. Which sucked. Nick didn't look too impressed, either. His face was almost in his bowl.

Time flew by, and before I knew it, it was time to leave. My heart was shattering. Piece by piece. I was upstairs in Nick's room, pulling the handle up on my suitcase as he stood against the wall observing me.

"It's okay, I don't need any help. Thanks for asking."

He laughed as I struggled to pull my suitcase. Effortlessly, he managed to pull it over to his bedroom door without any hesitation. Maybe I should work out more?

"Don't say I never do anything for you." He said smugly.

His smug faded when he heard my mom call on me to go downstairs as it was time to leave. Deeply, I sighed and looked down. Nick put his hand under my chin and lifted my head slightly. I found it hard to look into his deep brown eyes without wanting to cry. After years of being so distant, we re-connected and now I'm getting ready to be disconnected all over again.

"You've got a face for a smile, You know?" He mumbled.

"Miley? I'm not going to call on you again."

There was a pause. Nick didn't take his eyes off mine and I somehow managed to keep mine on his before blinking, a silent tear rolling down my cheek. Wiping it away with his thumb, he kissed my cheek lightly and looked away, pulling my suitcase downstairs. Sulking, I followed behind him down the stairs and outside to where my parents were lugging their suitcases into the back of the car. Nick's parents stood by the front door as Nick and I walked over to my parents to hand them my suitcase.

Everyone was now in the car except me. I didn't want to be in that car, driving miles and miles away from Nick. I couldn't bare the thought of it. Nick faced me, looking down at my fragile figure.

"I can't Nick. I just ca-"

"You're going to get in that car, you're going to drive home and you're going to be just fine. You'll forget all about me and meet a nice boy who will take you in his arms and treat you the way you are meant to be treated. They will love you more than I ever have and you'll love them more than you could ever love me. You'll be perfect for each other and before you know it, you will have forgotten about me and you will wonder what you ever saw in me."

"Don't. You. Dare. Say. That." I had so much anger and stern-ness in my voice.

I couldn't quite comprehend what he was saying. How could he possibly think I would find anyone to replace him?

"I'll never forget you, Nick. I couldn't, wouldn't let myself do that!"

"Miley, sweetie. We need to hurry.." I heard my dad speak.

Nodding, I looked back up and Nick. His eyes burning into mine, only making tears form in my eyes.

"I'll miss you, Miles.."

"I'll miss you, Nicky.." We both laughed at those ridiculous names. Our names.

Nick cupped my face in his hands, pulling it ever so slightly towards his. Our lips brushed past each others for a moment, his hot breath flowing over them. Moving closer, we kissed me with such passion. Did I mind our parents were watching us share such an emotional kiss? Hell no. This was our last moment. I wanted it.

When our lips parted, I knew I really had to go now. We embraced in a tight hug before I let go and headed for the car. Buckling my seatbelt, I rolled down the window and waved at Nick and his parents huddled on the doorstep.

"I love you." Nick mouthed.

"I love you, too.." I mouthed back.

Before I knew it, my car was moving forward. Into the future and away from the past. Goodbye my unconditional fate..

The end.

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