The Perfect Boyfriend
Chapter Forty-Three
The End.
Disclaimer: Even after all this time, I still own nothing.
And she'll let you know…
You're the Perfect Boyfriend.
Afternoon is the busiest time for any kind of food place, including the little café downtown in that small little town that Miley was waiting tables at. She always dreaded twelve o' clock rolling around, and not for the fact that she would have to work ten times harder but that the more people that swarmed into the café, the better of a chance she had at making a mistake. Her job has been going on for two weeks now and she's really got the hang of it, only messing up on one order so far. But that one order that she messed up on made her never want to mess up again. You always hear that people from small towns are friendly, everybody knows everybody and every person you meet is a friend, no one's a stranger, but no matter where you go, or how nice you are, there are always people that will have a temper, especially if their order is messed up.
Miley stands beside the counter, listening as the bell dings, announcing that yet another person has entered the café that she needs to get to. She takes a deep breath and opens her eyes, waking herself up from the calm state that she was in just seconds ago, immediately taking out her little notebook and walking over to the table that the couple just sat down at.
"Hi, my name's Miley, I'll be your waiter today. May I take your order?" she says robotically, that line is one that she never messes up. She just says it too many times a day for there to ever be a mistake. She waits patiently as they process in their heads what they want. Then as the words start flowing from their mouths she swiftly writes down the correct meal order. "It'll be just a few minutes," she announces, smiling brightly at them before walking about and back toward the kitchen. She slides the paper under a clip and looks over just in time to see a cook sliding two plates filled with food through the slot. She goes over and grabs the two plates, instantly remembering who ordered the food without having to even glance at the ticket. She balances the plates in her hands steadily and walks them over to the table, sitting them down with a bright smile. "Enjoy," she says, watching as they smile back before she walks away.
After the afternoon rush, she lets out a deep breath of relief. As always, she hears the doorbell chime at exactly one thirty; her friends have arrived. They don't come together every day but usually at least one of them come to check up on her after the lunch time grab. She looks over to see all of her closest friends piling through the doors of the tiny café. They seat themselves, and Miley walks over, her smile even brighter now.
"Hello there beautiful," Nick says, looking up at his girlfriend with a giant smile on his face.
"Hey," she blushes, going over to him as she gives him a quick hug. "So, as you all know, my name is Miley and I'll be your waiter today, what do you all want to eat?" she asks.
"I'm pretty sure that's not what you're supposed to say Miles," Brandi says, giggling.
"Oh shush up and just tell me what you want to eat so I can take my break," she says. They all tell her what they want and she takes the order back to the back, waits for the order patiently then takes the plates back to them, sitting down in the empty chair beside Nick. "Ahh, it feels so good to sit down," she says.
"Rough lunch time?" Mandy asks, looking over at her best friend as she takes a bite of her sandwich.
"As always," she says, falling back in her chair, letting her feet have a rest. "Oh, and by the way Michael was saying that he's available to interview you next Wednesday at twelve if you can make it," Miley tells her best friend, ready for her to get the interview over with and start working with her. Not only would there be a lot less work but she would have someone to joke around with in the back and talk to while they wait on their orders.
"Of course I can, I'm ready to get started," Mandy says, smiling from ear to ear. She recently quit her job at the bar because Michael told Miley that he was going to be opening up a position for another waitress.
"Me too, it's going to be so much fun!" Miley squeals, her eyes squinting up as she does so.
"Agreed," Mandy replies, leaning across the table as she gives Miley a high-five.
6:00.
Tonight is the night that Tish gets to come home from rehab, having made a full recovery. Miley is on her way home after staying over at work to help clean up and everyone else is already at the house waiting on Tish's arrival. The house is filled with balloons and there are mounds of food and cake on the kitchen counter. And hanging on the wall of the living room, the first thing that you will see is a big bright banner with the words 'Welcome Home'.
The group hangs around for about thirty minutes before Miley makes it home from work. She enters through the house, an amazed look on her face. "I can't believe you all did this, she's going to love it!" she gushes, looking around the room then entering into the kitchen to look at the placement of the food. "Gosh, this is just … wonderful," she continues, amazed by what her little group of friends was able to pull off for her mother.
"Brandi should be back in a just a few minutes, she left to go get your mom an hour ago," Mandy informs her best friend as she walks up to her. Miley smiles at her.
"Gosh, I can't wait to see her," Miley says, "What do you think she'll be like?" Miley asks Mandy, looking at her friend with questioning eyes.
"I think she'll be just like her old self," Mandy says.
"I hope so," Miley says, a slight sigh escaping from her mouth. Mandy's smile fades just a tiny bit as she looks down at Miley, she quickly wraps her arms around Miley.
"Everything's going to be fine Miles, I mean, look at how great you're doing right now, and your mom's been in rehab for months now. Even if she's not completely herself right now, when she sees how wonderful this place looks and how good you look, there's no way that she won't be able to be your mother again," Mandy tells her. Miley's face brightens a little bit, her smile returning.
"Thanks Mands, I really needed that," Miley says.
A few minutes later the front door opens and Brandi walks in with Tish's arm locked with hers. Miley looks at her body first, noticing how her bones were no longer poking through and she looked like a healthy adult, like she used to. Then she slowly looked up at her face, immediately smiling at the sight. Her face is no longer pale and way too skinny, but it has a pinkish tint to it and her face is fully, just like it used to be. And there's that smile, the smile that Miley shows often, the smile that Miley loves as well as everyone else in the world. That was definitely her mom.
Miley doesn't waste any more time just looking at her, she quickly walks over to Tish and wraps her arms around her. "Oh my gosh, mom I'm so glad to see you," Miley says, a tear slipping free from her eye. She smiles even brighter when she feels her mom's hand slip around her waist and squeeze her body.
"Me too, Miley, me too," Tish says, squeezing Miley's body even tighter.
The reunion continued on, hugs were given, people chatted, and the food was devoured. After several hours people slowly started to file out of the house, leaving behind the remains of the party decorations and empty bowls with only bites of food left in them.
Miley begins placing the empty dishes into the dishwasher while her mom is laying on the couch, exhausted from the day. Miley giggles lightly when she feels arms wrap around her waist and she turns around in Nick's muscular arms, looking up at him with a smile on her face.
"Hello there," she says, lightly pecking his lips.
"I feel like I haven't saw you all day," he says, brining her body closer to his as he places a soft kiss on her forehead.
"I know, I've been busy, I'm sorry," Miley replies, snuggling her head into his chest. "Let's go up to my room, I want to lay down," she says, getting out of his grip. She quickly shuts the door to the dishwasher and walks up to her room, Nick trailing behind her.
Miley flops down on the bed, letting her eyes flutter close for a few seconds. Nick crawls onto the bed, placing himself behind her. Miley situates herself, grabbing hold of his hand and playing with his fingers.
"Do you think your mom enjoyed herself today?" Nick asks her.
"Yeah, she just looked so happy, and she's herself again and I just… I'm so happy that things are back to the way they were before," Miley says, a bright smile planted on her face.
"Good, I'm glad everything's going better for you," Nick says, placing his lips on her head.
"You know," Miley says thoughtfully, "I never believed that anyone could be perfect, but with everything that you've put up with for me and how well you've handled it all, I just, I can honestly say that you're a perfect boyfriend," she finishes, twisting her head around to look at him.
"You're crazy," he chuckles.
"No, I'm serious Nick, anyone would be lucky to have you, everyone wishes for a boyfriend like you, you're perfect," she says, turning around in his lap so that she can look at him full on. "And I love you," she whispers, leaning down and placing a sweet kiss on his pink lips. After she pulls away, he leans back up and returns the kiss.
"I love you too, so much," he says, wrapping his arms around her waist and letting her body lay in a comfortable position on his. He places his lips on her head, letting them rest there for the time being.
The End…
A/n: So, it's over. After all this time. I'm sad and happy at the same time, this story has accomplished so much more than I ever thought it would. I was aiming for two hundred reviews when I started and look, I've gotten well over 500. Thank you all so much for being patient with me, because I know I'm the suckiest updater there is. And I especially want to thank all of you that have stuck by this story from the very beginning, :) I love you guys.
As for future stories; I've began writing on a new story, it's going to be much shorter than my usual stories. I'm claiming it as a 'mini story'. But I'm really liking where it's going so far. I'm not sure when I put it up, I want to make sure that I'm going to be able to actually write it, and not get bored with it before I put it up. But I'm hoping that when I publish it that you all will read it:).
