Miley's POV.
I woke up the next morning, attempting to pretend that last night didn't happen. However, me being clever decided to go online. Bad idea! We were the headline of everything. I tried to ignore it logging on to face book, another bad idea. As there one of the top Facebook Status' was.
Nick and Miley? Well there's a surprise. We Should've Known!
That wasn't the worst part, it had 25 likes and 71 comments. 71 flipping comments, I was intrigued, but I just couldn't bring myself to look at the, so I shut my computer, I decided it was time to call some people, so I started with the one I thought would be easiest, I mean she already knew that we were dating, so I didn't think she would have a problem. I mean me and Nick did the exact same thing as her and Joe, therefore she had no right to be angry, Did she?
"I am going to give you thirty seconds to explain." she greeted me as she picked up the phone.
"What?" I stuttered.
Why was she so mad?
"Explain you and Nick."
I sighed. "Demi, are you actually being serious? I told you I was dating him."
"Yes but I only just noticed how bad it was till now. He's Selena's ex, Miley." she spat at me.
"Do I even have to remind you that he was my ex first!" I exclaimed.
"You didn't even tell your siblings." She said.
"Okay, hang on, now you are being a hypocrite. You did the exact same thing with Joe."
She hesitated, and I thought that I had her. "Yeah for three months, not virtually a year, then you didn't even have the common decency to tell them about the PR."
"Demi we were gett-"
"I don't wanna hear it."
Beep beep beep. Okay! That was so being overly dramatic.
Okay. Who next? Selena? She knew too. But if it had just sunk in with Demi, would Selena be mad and disappointed to.
"Hey Mi." she answered casually.
"Hey, Sel. It's Miley."
"I know." she laughed. "What's up?"
"Nothing really, you?"
"Nothing. Chillin' on my bed."
"Fun!" I smiled. "Did you hear?"
"Yeah. I think all of America knows." she laughed. "I think even London, Australia, maybe even Iceland." She laughed again.
So, wait, she still wasn't mad, she wasn't mad at all? Not that I had hid it from my siblings, not even that I hadn't told anyone about PR. Okay, well, yeah that makes absolute sense. It wasn't my best-friend and boyfriend's ex-girlfriend who gets mad at me, no it was my best-friend. Yeah, why not?
"You aren't angry?" I asked dubiously.
"No," she laughed. "Why would I be? I've known for months. Like you told me, yeah, you didn't tell your siblings, but neither would I. Not after everything you two have been through, so I understand. Why did you think I was going to be angry?"
"Oh, just because Dem has just like, flew off the handle at me."
"What? Really." she asked.
"Yeah. Look Sel I need to call some other people. But I will text you later, alright?"
"Okay, Bye Miles, good luck. Love you."
"Thanks, I'll need it. Love you too, Sel."
Okay! I'm confused. Why was Demi so mad? It wasn't like I hadn't told her, if anything I was better than her, she didn't even bother to tell her best-friend.
Next. Right... I'd have to call Trace and Brandi. Brandi's usually okay with this kinda stuff. Trace not so much. Noah would like it, she'd get to see Frankie more, and Braison didn't usually care what I did. Well, they were my guesses and right know, I wasn't doing a very good job.
I decided on Brandi first. I needed a positive reaction.
"Miley! Is it true?" she squealed as she picked up the phone.
I smiled at her enthusiasm. "Yeah."
"Ah, that's amazing" she exclaimed. "So, how long have you two been dating?"
"Seven months?" I suggested meekly.
"Wow. That's a long time. How'd you guys keep it a secret?" she began her bubbly tone again, asking loads of questions that I happily answered.
"What'd mom and dad say?"
"They've known for a while."
"Really. Yeah they weren't happy with the photo, but…"
"They'll get over it. You know what there like about PDA."
"Yeah, I know. Anyway Brandi, I gotta go call Trace. Talk to you later."
"Okay, and Miley ignore his yells. He's happy for you. Bye, Miles."
Trace surprisingly was okay with it. He still didn't trust Nick, but he always did love him.
"What is this?" Braison screamed, storming in my room, throwing the magazine at me. Okay, so I said he wouldn't care, right? Well maybe I was wrong.
"Me and Nick?" I told him.
"Is it true? Are you back together?" he crossed his arms. So I just nodded. He shook his head at me. "Miley, I tell you everything, every girlfriend I ever had, I came straight to you and told you, I trusted you, but you never told me this, so obviously you don't trust me."
"Brais-"
"I trusted you, Miley!" he screamed. "I ignored Dick for you, even though he was my friend I ignored him, because he hurt you."
"Brais, his name is not Dick." I said softly.
He rolled it eyes. "Believe me Miley, I know, but if there was an insult that rhymed with your name, I'd call you that." he said, slamming the door.
I laid on my bed staring at the ceiling. Well maybe not telling my siblings had been a bad idea. If I would have told them not to say anything they wouldn't have. I should've told them. I should have trusted them, then I wouldn't be in this mess, I mean, I told my best-friends, for crying out loud, but not some of the most important people in my life. I had kept the most important thing in my life a secret. I jumped up, running downstairs I told my mom where I was going, since they said they always had to know. But what I did know is that, I had to see Nick.
Nick's POV.
I jumped as I heard someone knocking on my door, I then rolled my eyes knowing exactly who that was there was only one person who used that door. But what I didn't understand was why she didn't tell me that she was coming, I had been texting her all day, but she hadn't been answering. Miley always and I mean always had her phone on her, so that led me to believe that something was wrong
I stood up and walked over to my door. She just stood there looking at me and started apologising with her eyes. I sighed, opening my arms for her, something was wrong, it had to be she knew better than to come here at the moment, especially not today.
She walked into my arms, giving me a hug that was the tightest hug that she had ever given me, confirming my doubts that something was wrong. I hugged her back, she was obviously upset, and needed me to reassure her. I knew that she always needed me, but it felt nice when she showed it.
I kissed her forehead, walking over to me bed and sitting her down on it. "Mi, I'll be right back, don't go anywhere."
I walked downstairs to my parents. If they found out Miley was here and I hadn't have told them my dad would be so pissed and that was by far the last thing I wanted.
"Just letting you know, that Miley is over." I told them.
"Nick, it's nine thirty," my dad started. If it was Joe and Demi he wouldn't care. Actually if it was Selena he wouldn't care, he just didn't approve of Miley.
"Dad if-"
"Nick! It's late." he pressed.
"Okay! Look!," I said, standing my ground. "Honestly, she looks like she's about to cry. If you think I am going to tell her she has to go, you have got another thing coming." I said.
My mom must have then decided that it was time to intervene, she patted my dad's knee. "That's okay Nick. Just not to late."
"Thanks Mom," I said. Before running back up to my room.
I walked back into my room lying next to her on the bed. I just looked at her knowing she would start when she was ready.
"Demi hates me," she whispered.
"I find that hard to believe." I told her.
"It's true, I don't know what I'm going to do. Then Braison is so mad at me, he like flew off the handle at me before."
I sighed, wrapping my arms around her waist as she laid her head on my chest. "Don't worry Mi," I said stroking her hair. "He'll get over it. Just give him some time."
"But what if he doesn't?" she whispered.
"Miley he'll have to. We aren't breaking up again. So he'll need to move on."
"I guess," she said cuddling into me more. "Selena didn't care about the picture, or the fact that we had to do PR and hadn't told anyone."
"I think Demi is just over reacting." I told her.
"I know. It makes absolutely no sense. I mean it wasn't like I didn't tell her about my real relationships with you, so I don't see what her problem is."
I smiled at her. "You know I never thought I would see the day when Demi was actually mad at you."
She laughed once. "Well you have know." she mumbled.
"Want me to talk to her?"
"It's okay."
I nodded. I'd respect that. "But, don't forget if you ever need me or Joe to talk to her, all you have to do is as-"
She leaned up, giving me a small kiss. "I know… So how did your friends take it?"
"They took it... Alright."
"Really?" she asked raising her eyebrows, knowing that I wasn't really telling the truth.
"Okay, well some people didn't take it to well considering I kept it from them for 7 months. Kevin's not so happy, but Joe loving it, he's happy to get his little sister back."
She smiled slightly, which made be smile back, at least I was making her feel a little bit better. "Nick," she sighed. "Do you think people will ever understand?"
I shook my head. "I don't think people will ever completely understand. But, they will start to get used to it."
She smiled up at me, grabbing my hand. "I'm sorry that I came over, I know you said that we should keep away from one another, and I respected that, but, I just, really didn't know what else to do." She said looking down.
"Hey," I said lifting her head back up. I looked in her eyes. "I am glad that you came over. Never be worried about coming to see me, if you need someone to talk to." I told her as she started to relax again.
She leaned her head back on my chest. Not moving from that position and not saying a word. I knew she didn't want to talk she just wanted comforting, so I started to rub my thumb over her head, reassuring her. There was a lot of doubt in her that we weren't going to make it, but she was here which meant part of her, not matter how small knew that this time we would make it.
