Just like a flower poking through the sidewalk crack
He had interlaced their fingers about two minutes ago, loving the feeling of contentment he felt by just holding her hand like that. He loved the way their fingers fit perfectly like a puzzle or how soft and small her hand felt in his. He felt like the only person who could protect her; like the only person she wanted to be protected by. It just made him feel altogether great.
It made him feel needed and he hadn't ever really felt like that. Usually, he was the one who needed someone for something and he felt proud to say that she really did depend on him. He could feel it when she'd snuggle into him just because she was cold - he was the person to warm her up. He could feel it when she'd kiss him just to feel his lips on hers because she needed him to remind her just how much he loved her.
He knew she loved holding his hand or snuggling - even though he hated calling it that rather than 'hugging on the couch or bed or chair or whatever they were sitting or lying on'. He realized that name was a little too long though so he opted for 'snuggling' anyway. Miley loved to call it that and she loved to do it. He'd happily hold her close though so no complaining from his side there.
They decided to talk a walk because it was a warm day out. A typical spring day - even though it was in the middle of fall. Miley was wearing a knee long skirt and sandals which was so not her lately but just for Nick - because she knew he liked her in simple things like that - she'd put on that and a simple shirt. She looked cute. She hadn't looked cute for a long time but just for Nick's sake she did.
Well, actually, it was for her sake. She felt like Nick started to become more and more uninterested in her ever since she started to change her ways of dressing. Instead of finding her sexy, it seemed like he found it too sultry and seductive looking. She was eighteen, wasn't she allowed to wear that? Then again, she didn't want to lose him - she'd do anything not to lose him.
Of course she wouldn't tell him just like that. She planned on doing that on this walk here. She just had to know. Maybe she'd ruin the peaceful mood but her inner peaceful self was disturbed long before that. And she couldn't sleep at night thinking that maybe Nick was starting to lose interest. She couldn't live without him - that was the one thing she was sure of.
Miley sighed quietly. Nick turned automatically towards her as if this would a normal reaction caused by a simple but sad sigh. But she had enough people ignore her before - a long time ago before Nick happened. Maybe he still cared for her like he did two years ago. She smiled slightly but then looked at him too. They both stopped walking. Nick was of course confused but he'd wait until Miley'd explain her sudden sadness.
She ran a hand through her soft straight hair as she thought about how to word her question. Should she just start with her concern or first ask him about their future together - what would happen once college would start? Would they break up? Would they try long distance? Or would one of them give up their dream college to be with their dream partner? She didn't know - though the latter seemed most likely to her for whatever reason.
"I… I wanna ask you something, alright? And please answer this as honestly as you can. Don't even think about my feelings just answer with what you feel, okay?" Nick nodded but obviously, he was still confused. Miley bit her lip and looked away from him for a moment before she turned back to him and sighed.
"Are you still as interested and in love with me as you were two years ago?" Nick was honestly confused and shocked by the question. Did he act like he wasn't? Was that the reason why Miley wasn't wearing her now usual outfits? His lack of answer was an answer to Miley - at least she thought so. She looked down and nodded.
"Yeah, I thought so… look, it's okay. I mean, I still love you with everything in me but I guess since our relationship became like a routine you don't have to. Obviously, I won't be interesting forever and we're still young. You can do what you want. I was just… asking, I guess." Nick shook his head and put his hand on her cheek, stopping her from rambling. Miley looked at him with big innocent eyes, showing him that she was sincere with asking and her insecure feelings.
"Don't even think for a second that I'm losing interest in you or that I love you any less. If you feel like I'm not showing you enough lately, then I'll change that but don't think that. I love you so much it hurts to be away from you longer than a night. Even some nights, I want to call you just to hear your voice so I can fall asleep. We're together every day, Mi. I can't imagine my life without you.
People always ask me what the best part of me is. I always say 'Miley'. Because that's how it is. You're my better half - you're 'it'. You're the one for me and nothing is ever going to change that." Nick looked to his right to see a little flower fighting its way out of the thick cement of the sidewalk. He picked it up, silently apologizing to the poor flower and held it in front of Miley.
"Our love is like this flower. Stronger than any pavement. Our love is like a flower poking through the sidewalk crack and I know this has to be the worst comparison ever but that's how I see it. Nobody could ever break us apart. And I won't be the one to do that. I love you too much to do that, okay?" Miley was actually shocked by his speech. She really hadn't expected that.
She leaned forward and kissed him, smiling when she felt the same spark she'd felt four years ago when their love was still fresh and new to them. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her as close as he could. He knew she would always feel slightly insecure about herself so therefore with their relationship but if he had to; he'd assure her for the rest of her life that he loved her more than life itself.
"I love you too, baby… so much." Nick smiled and hugged her close to him, rubbing her back. They may only be eighteen or so but their love worked like an already thirty-year-lasting marriage. They were so used to each other that being without each other was unbearable. In some marriages that last that long the spark might be gone - but with them, it felt like it would stay forever. And quite honestly, they didn't mind that at all.
I didn't prove-read it and it sucks but it's supposed to be my first excuse for being absent with writing my stories and on Twitter. I just feel the need to socialize with people now - weird, I know. I even go to parties now which is like, something so not me but whatever, it's cool. I made some new friends so time is short and with school and all... But, however, I promise to update GAC tomorrow and I'll upload a Oneshot that was supposed to be written about a week ago. But I only have time to finish all this tomorrow.
Anyway, I hope you liked it in some oscene way. I'm tired and it's late and I only wrote it now so sorry for any mistakes. Thank you for reading though - let me know if you liked/didn't like it :)