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Nick

I knew there was something she was keeping from me, but I never expected it to be this. I watched as they car sped away and turned my eyes on Miley, she was shaking her head and smiling, I couldn't help but feel furious before I could think anything else she met my eyes and a look of panic washed over her.

She hesitated at her door before turning to face me fully. I could see she was starting to make her way over but I didn't want to see her or talk to her so I shook my head and walked out to the bin at the end of the driveway to throw away the bag mom had sent me out with.

"Nick?" I heard her voice before I could even make it past my parked car. I ignored her, but I could her feet walking on the grass not too far from me, "I can explain" she continued.

"I knew you were keeping something from me but never in my wildest dreams would I have thought it was this" I spat, lifting the lid on the garbage can and throwing the bag inside. She said something just as I shut the lid, but I couldn't here over the crashing sound it made. I didn't bother turning around toward her.

"I didn't think it was that big of a deal" she said, I didn't have to see her to hear the confusion in her voice. I gave a short, sarcastic laugh and run my hand through my hair.

"Not a big deal? How long has it been going on for huh?" I growled, spinning around to see her confused face.

"Chill out Nick, only a couple days. And why are you acting like this? I can hang out with however I want to, you don't own me" she said running her hands through her hair.

"No Miley I don't own you but you are my girlfriend and last time I checked when you're with someone you don't go out hooking up with other guys!" I yelled, throwing my hands out in frustration. Miley's face went from anger to confusion to finally looking like something amused her.

"Nick, I wasn't with another guy-" she started but I cut her off.

"Don't deny it Miley" I said, my voice quiet but my tone icy.

"I'm telling you the truth Nicholas, I was with Selena tonight!" she said, the anger returning to her face.

"Oh that's bull crap and you know it Miley. You could have come up with a better excuse then that one" I said, glaring at her. I made a move to pass her but she stepped in front of me.

"Would you listen instead of being such a drama queen!" she yelled, drawing my attention back to her. "Selena and I are or kind of speaking levels now, it's really complicated and I was going to tell you tomorrow so I could stop all this secrecy" she said, crossing her arms.

"You know what Miley? I don't care for your excuses. You lied. You said you and your mom were doing something this afternoon and I couldn't take you home" I said through clenched teeth.

"Yes, I know I lied. But I couldn't exactly say I was going with Selena to her house because you would have asked questions and Selena wanted me to keep all the details quiet" she said, rubbing her hand on her face. I looked from my house and back to her, trying to keep my anger in check.

"What details? And since when do you listen to Selena? Since when do you keep things from me?" my voice was barely above a whisper, but the glare I was giving her and the hard set of my jaw seemed to get across exactly what I was feeling.

"Honestly you're blowing this way out of proportion. I was going to explain this all tomorrow, if you had of let me I'm sure everything would be fine. But no, you had to jump to freaking conclusions!" she whisper yelled.

She was wrong. Everything I thought she was she wasn't. She'd lied to me. she literally looked me in the eyes and lied.

"It's pathetic" I murmured, barley containing a sarcastic laugh.

"What is?" she asked, shifting uncomfortably.

"You are" I said, but cut her off before she could respond, "somehow after all you did, you still manage to blame me for something" this time I did laugh, it came out just as harsh as I thought it would. She was quiet for awhile and when she spoke, I could tell she was on the verge of tears.

"I'm sorry but it wasn't my secret to tell and I was going to tell you about how I was hanging out with Selena. I mean Nick, I've only had a few conversations with her" she sounded sad and when I looked at her she wiped a tear that must have fallen.

Despite the hurt I was causing her now, I couldn't get over the lies she had told.

"I think I'm going inside now" I said, doing my best to keep my voice even.

"Don't you want to hear what I have to say? I need to explain myself" she whispered, probably so her voice wouldn't crack.

"No, not right now, if I stay out here any longer I'm probably going to say something ill regret" I couldn't look at her as I said this, but I did hear her whimper.

"Please?" she begged, her hand reaching out to touch mine. I backed up two steps, and raised my hands painfully.

"No Miley" I said sounding like a father scolding his child. She dropped her out stretched hand and I moved past her as swiftly as I could manage.

As soon as I shut the door I literally ran up to my room and locked the door behind me. I didn't bother looking through my window; instead I shut the curtains and turned up my music as loud as I could. I don't know how long I sat on my bed trying to strum my guitar to the same beat as the songs that came on, before I heard a knock at my door.

I pretended I couldn't hear over the music and ignored whoever was having a boxing match with my door. I could faintly hear someone yelling on the other side and decided to get up.

"What?" I asked, swinging the door open. My dad was standing there looking as pissed as the time I accidently smashed our window with a golf ball. I raised my eyebrow at him when he didn't immediately answer and that seemed to tick him off even more.

"Turn the music down and get downstairs for your dinner!" he boomed. With a sigh I walked over to my stereo and turned the music completely off. My eardrums rang in the new silence and I had to force the scowl off my face before turning to him.

"I'm not hungry" I stated, moving to sit back on my bed.

"Listen here Nick; I don't what it is that's got you in this rat bag of a mood but knock it off! Your mother slaved away for hours in the kitchen trying to cook up something nice for us to eat. Now if you're not down there in one minute, there will be trouble" he wasn't booming like he was before but he was still yelling enough that the whole house could here.

"I'm coming" I frowned, and he nodded once before turning and leaving. I took a second to run my hands through my hair before slowly rising and retreating down the stairs. Mom was sitting at the table looking unhappy, while Joe and dad were already halfway through their first serving of food. As soon as I sat down mom seemed to grow more irritable, I caught her staring at me multiple times.

After dinner I intended on racing back up into my room but moms voice stopped me. she sounded worried and I instantly knew that she knew something was up.

"Nothing's wrong mom" I said for the second time. She didn't believe me, mom always knew when something was bothering me and when I was lying about it.

"You know better to lie to me, honey" she said, giving me her best 'it's okay to tell me' look. We were sitting in the kitchen while dad and Joe watched TV in the living room.

"Me and Miley had a fight" I sighed, obviously giving in. Mom gave me a smile and ran her fingers through my hair.

"It's only natural for couples to fight, Nick" she soothed, looking slightly relieved.

"No, it's more than just a regular fight; I don't think I want to fix it this time" I breathed, scratching my arm.

"Why? What happened?" she asked generally interested. But I didn't feel like telling her, it was Miley and my business, not my mothers.

"Mom I really don't feel like talking about it" I said, standing up. Mom was quick to follow my movements and before I could turn away she grabbed my arm.

"It'll be alright Nick, you will work it out" she smiled her motherly smile at me. I nodded and jogged my way back upstairs.

I didn't want to think about her. I didn't want to know how easy it was for her to lie to me. I knew that she was keeping something from me by the way she was acting. Why couldn't she just tell me?

Like dad always says 'once a liar, always a liar.'

Sighing I did the other thing that could take my mind of her.

I picked up my guitar.

Miley

I had stood outside Nick's house for half an hour after he went inside. I don't know what I expected, whether it was for him to come running back outside forgiving me, or whether I was just in shock. He had over-reacted big time.

As soon as I finally went inside mom knew something was up instantly, I tried to brush past her and go to my room but she wanted to talk about it, so we did. I didn't tell her what the fight was over; I just told her that Nick and I were fighting. It was none of her business anyway.

I only ate a little during dinner, I wasn't hungry I had too much on my mind. Finally when I did get upstairs to my room I looked over and saw that he had shut his curtain, feeling a little exposed I ran over and shut mine before collapsing on my bed. I needed to call my friends, I needed their advice. But I couldn't call them; that would mean telling them about Selena and as much as I knew keeping it a secret what hurt them, oh boy did I know, telling them would only make things worse. Or would it?

Deciding to wing it I called Demi and Lilly, skipping the bit about Selena I did my best to explain what the fight was over. They were confused, as I would be, so I ended the call as soon as possible. They gave me some advice which I was thankful for, but it wasn't anything I wasn't already going to do.

With a sigh, I did something I never thought in a million years that I would do. I called Selena Russo.

"Um... what the shit? Talk about over-reaction" Selena said once I explained the nights events.

"I know. I don't know what to do, part of me is pissed that he would be such a dick about it and part of me wants to kiss his feet begging him to forgive me" I sighed, making myself comfortable in my bed.

"Ugh bad mental image, I have a thing we touching people's feet, ew" I could hear her shuddering, I had to roll my eyes.

"Selena, please" I reminded her.

"Ok, ok, I was only saying. But anyway if you want my advice, give him the night to cool off and talk to him tomorrow at school, make sure to apologize profusely, even though he was partially in the wrong saying sorry never hurt anybody" I smiled at her saying this. It was so unlike Selena to be giving me good advice about apologizing. A few days ago I would never have dreamed about this happening.

"What if he wants to end it?" I asked, running my hand over my face then through my hair, "I don't know what I'd do."

"I highly doubt he'll break up with you because of that Miley" she said matter-of-factly.

"But what if he does?" I pushed.

"If Nick was stupid enough to break up with you, then I'll kick his ass" she said, and I could hear the smile in her voice.

We talked until midnight discussing various scenarios that might or could happen and how to deal with them. Most of all I found myself laughing, I defiantly needed the mood lift. Something that all three of the girls told me to do was to chill. It was just a fight. Not the end of the world, or the relationship for that matter.

I woke up the next morning tired and for a moment, peaceful. I rolled over to my side and last night's events came flooding back to me. I bounded out of bed faster than I ever have before and raced to my cell sitting across the room. No missed calls, No new texts. But it didn't matter I was calling Nick anyway. I found his name and pressed call, listening to the familiar ring.

'Hey, it's Nick you know what to do...'

His voicemail. No matter, I'll try again.

'Hey, its Nick you kno-'

Once again it rang out until his voicemail picked up. I paced back and forth along the length of my bed before I decided to ring again, and again. By the fifth call I realised he was plan out ignoring my calls. With a sigh I raced downstairs.

"Morning mom" I mumbled as I threw a pop tart in the toaster.

"Morning baby, have you and Nick sorted things out?" she asked, I glared at her and she frowned.

I ate my pop tart in silence and carried myself back upstairs to have a shower. Once I was done I dressed in my favourite blue jeans that had holes in both knees and a gray tank top. I brushed my teeth in a blur and nearly didn't bother doing my hair. Drawing in a ragged breath I braided it as neatly as I could and ran back downstairs.

I risked a glance out the window to see whether Nick's car was still there. A small part of me was hoping everything was going to be alright. But, to my extreme disappointment Nick had already left. He never left for school this early, but then again he was probably making a point that I was defiantly not going to ride with him.

Taking a deep breath I realised I was going to have to fun for the bus. I threw on my bag, kissed mom goodbye and was on my way to the bus stop. I hated the bus, it was loud and full and rarely had any good seats by the time it got to my stop, but I got on anyway.

There were two free seats. One near a kid who looked to be hyperventilating and one up the back near Jake one of Nick's friends. I chose to it up the back next to Jake. He smiled at me as I slid into the seat next to him.

"This seat isn't taken is it?" I asked, making myself as comfortable as I could.

"Nah, you can sit here. Pete won't mind too much" he smiled, giving me more room. I looked around the bus until I spotted Lilly and Oliver; she was looking at me sympathetically. I guess she realised Nick and I hadn't sorted anything out.

"Kay thanks" I said, looking back to him. We didn't talk much on the trip to school. But when we did it was mainly about school and football, Jake was a quarterback on the school team.

Lilly caught up with me once I was of the bus, pulling me aside to one of the empty picnic tables. She wanted to know why Nick didn't drive me; I told her it was because we hadn't had a chance to talk this morning. I was pleased when we ran into Demi; she was so caught up in a date she was going to on the weekend that all my problems slipped to the back of my mind, and I almost forgot about Nick being so angry at me.

Almost.

In homeroom when I walked in he didn't even look at me. Not even when I sat down next to him in my normal spot. If he wasn't going to break the silence then I was.

"Hi" I said quietly. He didn't look up immediately and I thought that I hadn't said it loud enough, but eventually he slowly turned his head toward me and gave me a curt nod, before turning back to stare at the front of the room.

I felt like crying, I felt like throwing a tantrum and demanding he speak to me. Instead I sighed loud enough for him to hear and sunk into my seat, preparing for another long, bad day.

Wowza. Poor Miley, did you guys think Nick over-reacted? Or do you think Miley deserved it for keeping things from him? What do you think will happen next? But more importantly what do you guys want to see happen next?

So will you reward me for my quick update? Pretty pwease?