Complicated.
Chapter Eight.
Chris sat uncomfortably in his car. He sighed angrily, running his hands through his short hair and breathing unevenly. He picked up his phone and scanned through his contacts until he found the number he was looking for.
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"Hey Mum." Nick said as he walked into his family home. He kicked off his shoes, knowing that his mother would kill him if he got her carpet dirty. Taking off his coat, and gloves and scarf he hung them up and walked into the kitchen, where she was seated at the dining table, talking to his father.
"Nicholas!" Denise said hugging her son tightly.
Nick smiled as she pulled him into a bone crushing hug, she pulled away. Kissing both of his cheeks repeatedly, "Hey." Nick said smiling. "Dad." He said looking at Paul.
"Nick." Paul muttered sipping his coffee.
Denise sighed, she had gotten used to them being civil, but she still had hope that they'd get along. "What brings you here, filigo?" Denise asked.
"I don't know. I just wanted someone to talk to." Nick admitted sitting on the chair next to her.
Paul got up, folding his newspaper and holding his mug as he left the room silently.
"What's wrong baby?" Denise asked.
"Everything." Nick said putting his head into his hands.
"How about I make us something to eat, and you tell me what's wrong…" Denise said rubbing his back.
"Miley's not pregnant." Nick said.
"… Oh, I'm sorry." Denise said as she opened a draw.
"And I should feel terrible – but I don't." Nick explained.
"Well, then… how do you feel?" Denise asked turning to face him.
"Confused. Really, confused." Nick whispered.
"Darlin', you got to be a little more forward." Denise said smiling at her youngest son.
"I love Chris. I know I do." Nick said looking up at Denise.
"I don't doubt that for a second, hon." The short woman reminded her son. "You've fought with your father for the last six years because of that man, I'm sure you love that man more than anything." Denise said.
"And Miley's my best friend." Nick explained.
"Darn well she is. She's been your best friend since the minute you saw her, and even then you were only one." Denise said smiling.
"I've known her all my life and she's special to me…" Nick said.
"Of course-"
"Mum, stop interrupting." Nick said smiling.
Denise chuckled, rolling her eyes playfully, "Sorry, filigo. Carry on." She said turning away and pulling out a saucepan.
"But I can't look at her the same way." Nick said. "I can't look at her without thinking about how… beautiful, and sweet, and amazing she is. And I feel like an idiot because she's always been there and I've never noticed." Nick explained.
"Sounds like… you need to listen to your heart." Denise said.
"My heart wants Chris." Nick said.
"Then, it looks like Chris is the one for you." Denise said trying to hide her disappointment but Nick caught on.
"Is that wrong?" He asked worriedly.
"Your heart can never make the wrong decision." Denise said. "That's something my mum taught me." She said smiling lightly.
"I wanted her to be pregnant. I really did." Nick said. "Chris wanted her to be more than anything. And his been distant lately, I think it's because she isn't. But he wont admit it, not to me, or her – or anyone really." Nick muttered.
"Give it time." Denise said.
"I just want things to go back to normal." Nick whispered.
"They will." Denise reassured her son.
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"Hello?" Miley said into the phone.
"Miles, I need you." A voice said into the line.
"What? Chris what's wrong?" Miley asked.
"Miles, come over… please." Chris sobbed.
"I'm on my way." Miley whispered standing up and leaving her apartment. She got in her car.
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"Chris?" Miley asked as she opened his front door. It was quiet. She stepped inside, running her hands through her hair. "Chris!" She called out. She saw his shoes at the bottom of the stairs, rolling her eyes she made her way up the stairs. She walked towards his bedroom, knocking on the door. "Chris?" She whispered opening it.
"Miles, I'm scared…" Chris whispered looking up at her.
Miley felt her heart melt as she saw one of her best friends laying on the bed… looking so broken. She sat down on the edge of his bed, "Chris, what's wrong?" She whispered.
"I'm so scared." Chris sobbed hugging her.
"It's going to be okay." Miley whispered feeling tears well up in her eyes. He was her best friend, whatever was hurting him must have been huge for him to call her.
"Just, tell me again…" Chris said.
"It'll be okay, I'll make sure of it." Miley said running her hands through his hair.
"I went." Chris whispered.
"Where?" Miley asked.
"It's been gone for almost ten years, but it's back! How is it back!" Chris cried sobbing.
"Chris… please tell me you're not talking about what I think you're talking about." Miley said as the tears rolled down her face.
"Lay with me." Chris whispered.
Miley kicked off her shoes, pulling the blanket down and cuddling into him.
"The doctor said it's back. That I need to start thinking about treatment and that I should start telling people! I don't want to face it alone, Miles." Chris sobbed. "I want to tell Nick! I do… but I can't." Chris said looking down.
"Tell him." Miley said. "He loves you." She whispered.
"I love him too!" Chris said closing his eyes tightly. "This will break him." He whispered.
"Chris… what are your other options?" Miley asked.
"I don't have a choice." Chris whispered.
"We'll all be okay." Miley whispered kissing his forehead.
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Miley walked into the dance studio, smiling as she saw Nick standing there stretching.
"Hey tiger." She teased walking over.
"I thought you were sick…" Nick muttered.
"I recovered." Miley whispered.
"Well, you've been down for a while now – sure you can keep up?" Nick asked.
"Ha! I've been working with my ballet teacher… actually she wants us to work on a routine for her." Miley said.
"To what?" Nick asked.
"Set Fire To Rain." Miley said.
"Good song." Nick whispered.
"… I've thought about it." Miley said after moments of comfortable silence.
"Me too." Nick said knowing what she was talking about almost instantly.
"There's no question. You love Nick and I'm just your best friend." Miley said putting the CD in.
"… Exactly." Nick muttered.
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"I'm exhausted." Miley said falling onto the wooden floor.
"Really?" Nick asked. "Told you to keep up." He teased putting his hand out.
Miley pulled herself up, "Like I need advice from you." She said letting go of his hand.
"Let's go out for lunch." Nick suggested.
"I need to shower first." Miley said pushing her fringe back.
"We can stop at your place." Nick said.
"Sure." Miley replied as they walked out.
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"The results are back." The doctor said as Chris stared at him blankly. "Mr Banks, I'm afraid it is cancer." He announced.
Why was life so complicated?
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I was eager to post this. And some people were desperate for it! – no names – so there you go. Originally it was longer, but I decided to cut it short, a little suspence never killed anyone right?
REPLYING TO REVIEWS!
Thenileygirll – I do watch eastenders. Actually, I wanted to make Denise a Zainab but decided against it. ;) lol, I should totally make Miley an Amira. Lol, not really. She's not even pregnant! Thanks for the review. :)
xWeAdoreMileyx – here it is! Ta-da. ;)
MissMileyObsessed – So, no Chris is not cheating. No, his a nice guy! Lol, she's not pregs. But wouldn't it be awesome? Maybe she will be… eventually. ;)
TheMsBrandy1 – Don't worry, she's not pregnant for a while to come. ;) Nick loves Chris! No breaking up in the cards… but there could be, all depends, huh? :P
Crazy1995 – hope you like it!
Simar – Darn it. I'm crushing your hopes. Sorry. :P
Foreverandalways333 – thank you. X]
IWantNiley3.0 – hey gurlll. ;) haha, I've said it all to you already. :P
Please read my new story! And Cold as You will be updated soon enough. Just need to get round to that! My new story is to replace my old one, sob tear, yes. So have a nice rest of your holiday! And if you're still in school… hold on a lil' longer. ;)
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