"Wait- what?"
"Nick, I've felt the exact same way. Your wrong. I've loved you since high school, and even though I tried to forget you when you left, I think the real reason that I couldn't was because you meant so much to me. And to let you go would have hurt way more than the pain of losing you."
He then leaned across the table, and his lips met mine for the second time.
Sparks flew through my body, but we were interrupted by the waiter with our drinks.
"Two Vanilla Iced Coffees." The waiter said as he set the tall glasses down on the table, little droplets of condensation already starting to form on the rim.
I smiled at him.
After six years, he still remembered what my favorite thing to order at Starbucks was.
"What? You got a new favorite now? Thanks for keeping me in the loop, Miles."
The joking mood was back, apparently.
"No. It's just... I can't believe you remembered everything about me right down to my favorite coffee."
He laughed.
"Some things you can never forget, Miles. Your best friend is one of them."
My smile vanished.
It seemed like he had forgotten about me, for six years.
I guess he read my face, and instantly felt bad.
"I'm so sorry, Mile-"
"No, Nick. Stop apologizing. It wasn't your fault, I know that now. But, you can't blame me for feeling sad, deserted, alone, when you left. I'm fine now, trust me."
He seemed to ease at that.
"Well, then, do you want to go out tonight? A real date."
That took me by surprise, although it shouldn't have.
Hadn't we just confessed our love for each other?
"No, because I didn't just tell you how much I've loved you since forever. It would make absolutely perfect sense for me to turn you down."
He laughed at my attempt at sarcasm.
"I'll pick you up at seven, then?"
"Why not?"
"Oh, don't wear anything fancy, like you have the tendency of doing." He said suddenly.
"Why? What are we doing? Wrestling pigs?"
He smiled.
"Something like that. See you at seven." He said as he walked out the door.
I slipped my coat on, and followed him out.
I walked back to our flat, and saw Selena sitting on the living room couch, waiting for details.
"Well, he's picking me up at seven. For a date."
Her eyes widened.
"He.. You... In LOVE?"
"Well, he did tell me he's been in love with me for seven years.
I told him, 'Right back atcha,'"
"No way.." Selena breathed.
"What are you doing? Get dressed!" Selena exclaimed.
"Okay, but nothing fancy. He told me that we would be wrestling pigs."
Selena had to laugh.
The doorbell rang, and I walked across the flat to answer it.
Nick stood in the doorway, still wearing the same blue jeans and Abercrombie and Fitch t-shirt I had seen him in this afternoon.
"Your not very into getting dressed up, are you?" I teased.
"I told you, we weren't going to a Hollywood premiere party. I was thinking roller-blading and a movie. Just like we used to. "
"Sounds perfect." I said, smiling at him.
We walked out the door, and I yanked my Juicy bag from the knob it was hanging on.
"It may be weird, but I still have your old blades. They were still at my house after six years. I brought them with me to New York, as a memory of you."
He slightly blushed.
He walked to his car, and, pressing the 'Unlock' button on his keys twice, pushed oven the trunk, and pulled out my old blue roller blades.
I slid them on my feet, got up, and stabilized myself by grabbing the side of his car.
Once I found my balance, I twirled around him, waiting for him to get up.
Once he did, I grabbed his hand, and pulled him all the way to Central Park, which wasn't too far away.
The sun was just beginning to set, and the sky visibly changed from blue, to yellow, to orange, to red, then finally a dark blue.
We raced around the park, weaving through people, and hopping over small obstacles.
When we sat down to take a rest, my heart was pounding frantically, and my breathing was quick and shallow, but I don't think it had anything to do with the roller-blading.
We skated back to my house, where his car was parked.
We took the blades off of our feet, and threw them in his trunk again.
This time, I climbed into the front seat, and he drove to the movie theater.
When we got there, we debated about which movie to see.
"Have you seen Twilight?"
"Nope, and I don't really think I want to."
"Oh, suck it up. There's nothing better to see, is there?"
"Whatever. Let's get this over with." He rolled his eyes, and followed me into the theater, paying for two movie tickets on the way.
We handed our tickets to a lady, who ripped of the stubs, and handed them back to us.
We walked into the correct theatre, where the movie was just about to start.
We climbed up the stairs, all the way to the top row, and sat in the middle.
The movie started, and I stared intently at the screen.
I could feel his eyes staring at my face, rather than the movie.
The only scene that caught his attention was the baseball scene.
Edward and Emmett had just collided in midair, and landed on the ground laughing.
Nick stifled a laugh, too.
"Did you just see that? That Edward Cullen vamp dude just flicked the other dude off." He whispered in my ear.
Of course, he would notice things like that.
I smacked him on the shoulder, knowing it would never hurt, but it was enough to shut him up.
The movie ended, and we exited the theater.
Nick couldn't have been more relieved.
"I don't know why you chicks are so in love with Twilight. I didn't see anything special about it. Although Emmett was pretty cool. Kinda reminds me of me." He said cockily, showing off his muscles, and earning a few glares from teenage girls who had been in the theatre with us.
"In your dreams, Nick. And, you might wanna be careful with that. Some of these people can get a little defensive."
He smirked.
"Pshh."
"Same old cocky, arrogant Nick." I sighed, giggling.
He laughed, too.
"M-Miley?" He asked, seeming suddenly nervous. "Um.. Don't let this put you on the spot, but, uh-"
"What is it, Nick?"
He was getting me kind of worried.
"Miley, will you be my girlfriend?"
No, this will not be the last chapter, at least, I don't think it will be. If it turns out to be, I'll repost the same chapter, but it won't be as suckish.
OK, you guys know I love Twilight, so I had to incorporate it somehow.
You guys can probably tell that she will say yes, blah, blah, blah.
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