Miley screamed as she jumped onto Nick, hugging him tightly, she grabbed the ticket from the announcer. They were going through to States! They were competing against all the other States in the country next month! Her smile faded as she remembered, they were dropping out. They were giving up.
She smiled lightly as Nick dragged her off stage, and ran into Vanessa's arms. "Okay, what's up?" Vanessa asked pulling away from Miley who shrugged. "Everything's perfect." Miley lied. Vanessa looked around, noticing no ones attention was on them, she dragged Miley to her dressing room. Sitting her on the couch she sighed.
"Come on, tell me." She said quietly. Miley shook her head, ignoring Vanessa. "We aren't leaving this room until you get this off your chest, if you can't tell me – your best friend – who can you tell?" Vanessa asked. Miley was silent for a moment, before tears welled up in her eyes and she turned to face her dark haired friend.
"Everything is so perfect right now… I though I could do it, but I can't. I don't want to give up dancing and I do not want to give up my opportunity to make it big and go to States! I know I sound really selfish and like a horrible friend and that I sound like a bitch for saying I would and backing down but – I'm so confused and my heart and head are saying to different things." Miley sobbed leaning into Vanessa who sighed.
"Oh Miles, it'll be fine." Vanessa soothed. "Will it? We met a girl here, Taylor, she was supposed to be going to States with her dance crew Heat, but she got bumped to the sidelines after getting pregnant. I don't want to be like that… that stage is my home." Miley whispered. "Even when I give birth to this baby, I wont be in it's life, I'll be bumped to the sidelines. I don't want to live life in the sidelines." Miley said her voice cracking.
"Okay, I can tell you that you want to be a dancer more than anything. I can tell you that Nick loves you enough that whatever decision you make, he'll support you. I can tell you what to do, but none of that will matter if it doesn't come from you, Smiles." Vanessa whispered as the petite brunette sobbed.
"Whatever happens I'll feel terrible." Miley said looking up. "But, you'll have your family and your friends and Nick to support you." Vanessa reassured Miley. Miley scoffed, "What family? My parents didn't even bother to show! Mum's in Milan doing a fashion show with her new boyfriend and Dad couldn't swing it cause it was Sydney's graduation… of PRE SCHOOL." Miley emphasized.
Vanessa giggled, "Come on girly, cheer up. Let's get you out there and show everyone just who got through to States." Vanessa said kissing her forehead and taking her hand before pushing Miley towards Nick and Chris who she almost instantly started talking to. Vanessa smiled as she felt someone kiss her neck.
"Babe?" She asked turning around and facing the blonde man she'd been dating. Michael chuckled hugging her, "Van, I missed you. Where'd you run off to?" He asked. Vanessa giggled, "I just went to have a girly chat with Miley – you haven't met her yet, have you?" Vanessa asked. "Havent quite had that pleasure yet, but it looks like she's enjoying her moment… let's make our own." Michael charmed Vanessa quickly pecking her lips.
Vanessa giggled, "Shh! Someone might hear." She whispered. "Hear what? I could've said something a lot smoother, which would have probably been better for me in the long run." Michael winked at Vanessa causing her to gasp mockingly and blush a deep shade of red. "You're so immature." Michael teased pecking her nose.
"At least come and meet Demi, she's nice." Vanessa reassured dragging the man to Demi. "Hey Dem, this is my boyfriend, Michael." Vanessa introduced. Demi looked up at the tall man, she gasped quietly, "Erm, hi, I'm Demi." She said shaking his hand. "I've heard." He said. Vanessa saw Danielle walk past, "I'm sorry, I just got to go do one thing, get to know each other. Play nice, Dem." She winked at Demi before running off.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Demi asked. Michael looked at her, "I'm Vanessa's boyfriend, she invited me." He explained. "Miley will flip shit if she sees you!" Demi hissed. "Yeah, that's why she's not going to." Michael said looking around. "Uh huh, Vanessa is going to want to introduce you to her best friend." Demi said crossing her arms over her chest.
"I've managed to avoid it so far, I think I can last another twenty minutes." Michael said smirking. "Ugh, you're just like your brother." Demi said rolling her eyes. "I'll take that as a compliment." The tall blonde man laughed to himself, finding the whole situation amusing. "Look, you're a good guy, but you know darn well Miley hates your guts." Demi insisted.
"No, she hate's my brother's guts, I am not my brother." Michael defended. "Just, find a way to make yourself disappear, the sooner the better." Demi said glaring at him. "I'm not going any where; I have a girlfriend to get back to." Michael said turning and walking towards Vanessa. Demi stared at the space where he'd just been… this might be a problem.
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Miley laughed, her and Nick were half way through dinner at the new five star restaurant in New York, Hush. "I can't believe we actually made it to States." Miley beamed sipping her wine. "I can, I mean your choreography was sick." Nick said smiling. "You're just saying that cause I'm your best friend which automatically gives me permission to beat you." Miley said winking at Nick who chuckled lightly.
"It's the truth… okay, maybe a little bit of both." He defended. Miley giggled, "Don't talk with your mouth full." Miley said throwing a slice of carrot at him. Nick chuckled, "Uh huh, like throwing food isn't worse. I can not take you anywhere." He teased. "Shut up!" Miley said laughing lightly. Nick took a huge gulp of his wine, "Whoa, slow down tiger." Miley said biting her lip.
"Erm, I need as much wine as I can get before tonight. This is going to be… crazy." He muttered. Miley giggled, "Aww, you're scared. Let me tell you something, the vagina has a line of teeth in it, to nibble on your cock… I heard it's painful." Miley said keeping a straight face. Nick panicked, "Are you serious? Don't play with me, Mi!" He said.
Miley burst into laughter, "I was just teasing – oh come on – you're getting a baby out of this the least you could do is let me crack a joke." Miley said panting from laughing so hard. "You are such a dweeb." Nick hissed. "Dweeb? What the – what is that?" miley asked looking at him. "Ugh, it's a boring, studious, or socially inept person – gosh." Nick said rolling his eyes.
"Well, excuse me for not having a computer in my brain!" Miley said laughing lightly. "I want the baby to have your eyes." Nick suddenly said after moments of silence. "What why? It's not even mine." Miley whispered. "It's as much yours as it is mine – if not more." Nick insisted. "Nah, my eyes are dull." "I beg to differ." Nick said quickly.
Miley sighed, "It like has to have your hair." Miley said admiring Nick's curls. Nick laughed, "Funny, if it has my hair Demi will personally kill me for having this mess on my head. Considering, she's the hairdresser." Nick chuckled. "True, true." Miley agreed.
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She knew it was nothing. She was just helping her best friend and his boyfriend have a baby. The blue eyed dancer was so nervous though. Yes, she'd done several dance competitions, but this wasn't dance. This was sex. This was way more than she should be doing with her best friend, but she knew that if she loved him in any way, she would do this for him. Her mind flashed to the question he'd asked her a few days earlier-she didn't have any feelings for him that were above friendship...right? I mean, he was gay.
Miley walked up to him and put her small hands on his large muscular shoulders, "it'll be okay," she smiled trying to comfort him. Their eyes met and Nick leaned in closer to her as he wrapped his large hands around her waist, she leaned in and the next thing she knew, Nick had crashed his lips onto hers. He felt strange; kissing his best friend and knowing he was gay. Something felt...different. A spark? No, it couldn't be...could it? She deepened it and parted her lips, their tongues battling for dominance. Miley snaked her hands into his perfect curls and jumped up, her legs wrapping around his hips. Their breaths were jagged and the room was heating. Nick felt pressure pulsate to his manhood making himself harden and his knees grow weak. He had held her full body in the air at almost every dance practice, but he couldn't seem to have enough strength to do it now so, he walked her to her room and locked the door before lying her onto the king sized bed and hovering over her.
She put her hands under his plain white v-neck and caressed his muscular abs, their kisses becoming more powerful by the second. Nick pulled his swollen lips away and Miley whimpered in disappointment. Taking his shirt off and throwing it to the floor, he frantically kissed her mouth again, but only for a few moments. The brown eyed man placed lingering kisses down her neck, past her collar bone, and to the cleavage that her simple black tank top showed so much of. The belle stripped herself of the thin material and looked into Nick's darkened and lust-filled eyes for a second until he went down and sucked and licked his tongue up and down her flat stomach making her moan in ecstasy and close her eyes. Feeling him undoing her bra, she smirked and giggled.
"You know, seeing as this is your first time with a woman and all, I'm pretty surprised you unclasped that so well," she teased.
He shook his head and looked up into at her, "shut up," he laughed, "am I doing this right?"
Miley nodded, "perfect," She hissed when she felt him touch his warm lips to her hardened nipple. Reaching for his hands, she placed one on her other breast and one on the bed to keep him held up. Her breaths grew louder and more uneven as she became wetter from his effect on her. After a few more moments, she pushed him onto the bed and smirked before straddling him. Feeling his boner rub against her thigh, she let out a high pitch squealing breath of pleasure. Nick had never been so incredibly turned on in his life, it scared him, how this woman could make him feel things he'd never felt before. This was his best friend for god sakes! He was gay and the only thing that was on his mind was her. Her body, her kisses, her whimpers and cries.
Her hands ran down his warm chest when she attacked his neck like an animal with her mouth. For a while, she just kept running her plump lips up and down his soft and hot skin, making a trail of kisses from his neck to his chest and down to his stomach. She outlined his abs with her tongue and then went up to suck on his stiff nipple when she undid the brown belt on his jeans. Taking it off, she tossed the leather accessory onto the floor making it hit with a loud bang. She jumped in surprise for a second, but then went back to kissing him fervently. He arched his hips and unbuttoned his jeans and she slid his jeans and boxers down together slowly, revealing his manhood inch by inch. She gasped when she saw his large erection. She'd been with a few guys, but truthfully, honestly, he was the biggest she'd ever seen. Miley took his throbbing cock into her mouth and swallowed it whole, his tip urging the back of her throat. He arched his back and shut his eyes as he called out her name in pure bliss. He pushed his hips up making his wood go farther into her throat. She loved how he tasted, sweet, salty, it was as if he was a forbidden candy and she was the woman allowed to try the heavenly morsel.
She looked up and smiled at the fact that she was able to please him so much. Taking him out of her mouth, and Miley was about to give him a hand job when he slammed her onto the deep red silk sheets. Letting out a shocked gasp, they lustfully connected their mouths, battling for power. Nick hovered over her not breaking their lips' powerful connection. He pulled her black booty shorts off leaving her in a black thong. Pulling away, he averted his eyes down her body and his orbs widened as he saw the piece of lingerie that made his mind go crazy. She saw his eyes widen and was taken back a bit.
"Wow," he whispered before pulling the flimsy material off and tossing it onto the floor. Miley gulped nervously. She was exposed. Completely exposed in front of the man that had been her rock for years. He looked up and down her shaking body and let out a sigh of disbelief. She was beautiful. He was gay, but she was beautiful. He spread her legs and put his head down onto her. He stuck his tongue in and out of her clit, licking up her wetness. Examining her centre, he caressed the waked skin with his fidgeting fingers.
"Nick," she sighed, "that feels so good."
He groaned as he continued to eat her out, "you taste so good," he whispered. Her dance partner massage her thighs while taking in her intoxicating liquid. The smell made her mind go wild beyond belief and her taste was so erotic, he never wanted to pull away.
She felt her walls tighten and she shook in desire and need, "now, do it now," she exclaimed in a whimpering plead.
He looked into her blue eyes while plunging himself into her slowly as he pulled her hair lightly. She wrapped her legs around his and held and scratched his back with her nails as he slowly went in and out of her, unsure of his movements.
"Faster," she begged, her voice hoarse. She slightly cringed in pain, but after a while, she moaned in desire, "oh Nick," she called put, her back arching. He quickened his pace every few moments until he was slamming into her as hard as he could. The only sound in the room was their hips hitting together, their rigid breaths, and their moans. As they climaxed together, they called out each other's names and jumped to the highest of highs when their juices mixed.
"Miley," he panted out breathlessly. Collapsing to the side of her, he stared at the ceiling as his chest heaved while he tried to catch his breath.
She laid her head of sex hair on his chest and panted.
"Do you think we just made a baby," he questioned after a few minutes of comfortable silence, Nick had one hand on his chest and one on her stomach as he held her
She shrugged trying to wrap her head around the fact that her gay best friend is amazing at having sex with a girl.
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-runs and hides-
Okay, I'm ready to face the music. I hope you guys enjoyed this part, I wasn't in town for the weekend I got back today (Monday) and I already had this written on my phone so I just copied it out.
ALL CREDIT FOR THE AMAZING SEX SCENE GOES TO
NieyFanForever WHO IS ALSO KNOWN AS NileyJyrusHope on twitter – go follow her.
And yeah, I love her writing, you guys should check her writing, it's completely amazing. And I just really really like this part, so review it… and yeah.
Btw, who saw that picture of Miley smoking? Erm, can I say disappointed? Yes, I can. And I'll say it again. Disappointed. Disappointed. Disappointed. I have nothing else to say to that, but I hope she quits. So, I guess, until I next write. This is goodbye!
Jasmine. :)