New Habits
Twenty-One.

It's the day of Demi and Joe's wedding and I don't think I've ever saw the two of them any happier than they are right now. They've already made their way down the aisle and as they stand in front of each other the smiles on their faces are the confirmation that this is the happiest day of their lives. It's probably the first time I've not saw the two of them bickering back and forth about some foolishness. It's the picture perfect moment that everyone asks for in life.

I glance over at Nick, who's standing directly opposite of me, he's staring straight back into my eyes with a goofy grin on his face. Maybe he's thinking about our moment of unity that I guarantee will be just as enjoyable as this one and so much more for the two of us, whenever that day may come.

I turn my gaze back toward Demi and Joe just in time for the kiss, the kiss the ultimately seals the deal at the wedding. It's the last step, the final process. Their lips mesh together and I can faintly see the smiles still spread across their faces while they're kissing, then they pull apart and just look at each other, nothing over than love filling each eye. Then in a split second they look toward the audience that is overtaking the small church and make their way back down the aisle, leaving this place as one.

My feet start working their magic without me even thinking about it and I meet Nick in the middle. We link arms and make our way down the aisle. And as soon as we're out the door the conversations are ignited within the church house, considering Nick and I concluded the wedding seeing as we're the only individuals of Demi and Joe's wedding party.

The doors close behind us and I grin at Demi and Joe smiling at each other in the corner. I reach into the pocket that my dress so conveniently has and pull out my phone, quickly snapping a picture of them in their finest moments. As many petty fights as they get in I'm going to need this picture to remind me why I even wanted them together in the first place.

The click on my phone sounds and immediately I feel arms wrap around my waist from behind and a kiss being placed on my neck. "What are you? A stalker?" his voice questions, a slight chuckle coming afterwards.

"Just enjoying the quiet moments of their relationship," I say, turning myself around so I'm facing him. I wrap my arms around his neck and step onto my tip toes so I can kiss him. He eagerly moves his hand to my neck, deepening the kiss.

Then the doors to the church open and the people that just witnessed a marriage are hungry and ready for the reception. I pull away from Nick's embrace, a smile gracing my face and pull him by his hand to the side that Demi and Joe are on, waiting to see their guests out.

Each person passes by us, either shaking our hands or complimenting the way that we look. Then there's the swarm of Nick's family that instantly asks questions about who I am and where I come from when they see us holding hands or sharing a quick kiss. And there's those couple of people that are brave enough to wink and ask when the next wedding will be.

And even though I don't say it out loud because I know I'm getting ahead of myself, I can't help but hope that the next wedding comes very, very soon.

After a quick change of clothing, which is not even that big of a change I just put on a more comfortable dress, we head over to the venue for the reception. Nick and I insisted that we take Nick's vehicle to the venue, for the sake of our sanity and Demi and Joe's privacy. He pulls into a parking spot, quickly gets out of the car and runs over to my side. He opens the door and holds my hand as I'm stepping out.

"You're such a gentleman," I say, watching as he shuts the car door.

"Not for long," he replies, my face scrunches up into one of confusion. Then, he's in front of me and has grabbed the backside of my thighs, "Jump on," he says. I just shake my head, there's no way I'm going into a reception full of Nick's family on his backside.

But, that doesn't stop him. He bends forward just the slightest bit and does a jump, using his arms to force me onto his back. "Nick, put me down," my voice is stern, and I'm sure that it will work. But I can feel that smirk of his radiating from his face.

"Nope," he says.

"Nick, seriously, I'm wearing a dress everyone's going to be able to see my stuff!" I squeal, slapping his back. He just chuckles, stopping in front of the steps.

"No one's going to see your stuff Miley," he says.

"Yes, they are Nick, I'm wearing a dress!" I say, trying to get the point across to him.

"No, Miles, no one's going to see your stuff because it's pressed against my back right now so don't even try that excuse. Would you like to try and make another one before I walk inside?" he questions. I look down, a faint blush rising on my cheeks. He is right.

"No," I whisper, and with that he takes off up the stairs and into the building.

Once we're inside he finally sits me back down on the ground, and laces his fingers through mine. "That wasn't very nice," I say, looking up at him.

"You enjoyed it," he says, leaning down and pecking my lips quickly. I roll my eyes playfully and then he leads me over to our designated table. We take our seats and began talking.

"I think you should move back in with me," Nick announces, his face completely serious.

"You're going to have to get rid of the animal heads, they freak me out. Every time I wake up it's like they're right there in my face and it's just… creepy," I say, watching the emotions on his face to make sure that he's okay with it and not just doing it for the sake of my moving back in.

"That's fine Miles, I'll just move them into the basement, you never go down there," he says. I smile and lean over, he leans in toward me and we kiss soft and sweet. Like nothing can touch us.

All around us people start to get to their feet, applauding. I pull away from the kiss and see Demi and Joe walking through the doors, their faces flushed. They've obviously had a make out session on the way here. I stand to my feet, and follow the lead of everyone else by clasping my hands together. Arms wrap around me and I tilt my face, looking toward Nick.

"That's going to be us soon," he says, connecting his lips to mine. I smile at the connection and lean my body toward his.

I was a city girl, dating a useless man that didn't appreciate me that decided to leave and start over. And this where it's got me, I'm dating a grease monkey of all people, hopelessly in love and dreaming about the day that we can unite as one.

The End.

A/n: I planned this chapter in a completely different way than it turned out. And I'm extremely sorry for the amount of time it took for me to write it, a lot of stuff went down between the last chapter and this one.
I'm extremely sad to see this story go, because it's honestly the one story that I've stayed completely engaged in and not wanted to quit. Probably because it's short. But, thanks to all my readers. I hope you all enjoyed it. I'll now be completely focusing on Always Second Best, if you want to go check that one out :)