Please review, we're so close to the end now. Next chapter is coming up sooner, and read the A/N at the bottom. Important news about 2012! Happy New Year, guys.

Complicated

Chapter Twenty

Miley sighed as she heard the front door close, Taylor and Joe were gone. She walked out of the bedroom and into the living room where Nick was picking up plates.

"Do you want help?" She asked quietly. Nick looked up, smiling meekly before nodded.

"Mi… I think we need to talk about that night." Nick said placing plates into the sink.

"What?" Miley asked.

"Miles, I've realised that… what I feel for you, I've never felt it before. Not even for Chris, I think… I think I'm trying to say I love you. I don't want to put this off." Nick said turning to her.

"You're not in love with me… right?" Miley asked slowly.

"I am." Nick said moving closer to her.

"Why Nick?" Miley asked looking down. "Why now?" She whispered.

"Why not right now? For everything that makes you… so irresistible, your eyes… gosh, do you know how beautiful they are? When you smile at me and call me an idiot – my heart beats like ten times faster. We've been sharing a bed for weeks now, do you know how tempted I've been?" Nick asked stepping close to her.

Miley gulped, feeling her face flush at all the compliments Nick was giving her, "Not really." She admitted.

"So tempted. You were so close to me, in little to no clothes and I wanted… I still was to make love you." Nick said touching her face.

Miley stared at him in shock, "Nick, you mean everything to me. That's why I won't let you do this." She said pushing him away.

"Let me, Mi." Nick said kissing the crook of her neck, "Please let me." He whispered.

Miley let a moan escape her lips softly, "It's not that easy, Nicholas. If it was… gosh, will you please stop?" She whispered her voice straining as his lips went up and down her neck slowly, sending butterflies through her body. "Nick… please? Oh my, this would've happened a long time ago… Nick." She moaned biting her lip.

"Miley, I'm not letting us wait any longer." Nick said pulling her face to his in a fiery kiss.

Chris sat on the top of his favourite building in Atlanta, the church. He'd only ever came her with Crystal, she was very religious like that. He knew she'd be coming today, she always came to bible studies. The words of Dr Frank echoed in his mind. 'The tumour has spread, not only to your lungs but now it's reached your liver and your bones. You don't have much time left, maybe days. Try to contact your family and friends, it's become that fast moving that it will have completely taken over your body in a matter of days. We can't slow it down any longer, we can't put you under any therapy's as it may harm your body and do further damage. I'm very sorry, Mr Henrie.'

So, that was it. Chris had decided, that was it. He didn't want his family, he didn't want Nick, he didn't want Miley. He wanted to be alone, so her he was, in the presence of God. He sobbed silently, looking down at the ground, he was so high up.

"You idiot, don't even think about jumping." He heard the sassy voice of Crystal behind him.

"What are you doing here?" He asked turning to face her.

"Stopping you form being stupid, what are you doing on top of the church?" She asked rolling her eyes.

"I… needed to be with God." Chris stuttered. "And you."

"Well, funnily enough we were both inside, not on top of the roof!" She said putting her hand out. "Here." She said helping him up.

"Crys…"

"Don't call me that." Crystal glared at him.

"I'm going back to New York." Chris said. "Tonight." He added.

"Oh…" Crystal whispered. "Why?" She asked.

"Because I've said goodbye to my family, and I need to say goodbye to the rest of my friends back home." Chris explained.

"Why are you… goodbye for what?" Crystal asked getting worried.

"The doctors said I don't have long left, I have no options but to let the cancer finish me off." Chris muttered.

"You're lying." Crystal glared at him. "That's a sick thing to lie about."

"No, this is it. Goodbye." Chris said ready to walk away.

"No, wait." Crystal choked out, tears welling up in her eyes.

"No, you wait. Promise me this…" Chris said stepping closer to her.

"Anything." Crystal whispered.

"Promise me you'll go back to being who you are. That blonde girl who wears floral clothes everywhere, with those gorgeous brown eyes that hide behind her huge, round, dorky glasses with that heart of gold. The girl who goes to church every Thursday and Sunday and bakes cookie for the priest; be that girl, that's the girl I loved for two years. That's the only girl I've ever loved in my life. Whenever I go, wherever I'm going… when I look down, that's who I want to see. And only her." Chris said looking down at her.

"I promise, Chris." Crystal said her tears falling down rapidly now. "I promise, you'll be proud of me." She whispered.

"I love you Crystal." Chris said looking into her yes.

"I know that I called you stupid, and told you not to talk to me ever again… but just because this may be the last time I ever ask you of this – kiss me." Crystal sobbed.

And Chris didn't even hesitate.

Miley melted into Nick's kiss, letting him take control. He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist, smashing his hips against hers. She whimpered softly, pulling away.

"Nick, stop." She whispered.

"No." Nick said kissing her again. He kissed her softly, so softly and gently that she found herself kissing back. She missed this, this feeling he gave her that she could get from no one else. She wrapped her arms around his neck tightly, clinging to him. Need. Lust. Oh, lust. That's what she was feeling. That warm fuzzy feeling between her legs, in the core of her body. She pulled away.

"Nick, please… bedroom." She said as he took her hand and led the way.

The two lovers staggered over into his bedroom, Miley panted heavily as Nick pulled away kissing down her neck. She pulled him closer to her heated body, laying herself down. He smiled down at her, leaning in and kissing her again.

"Miles, I love you." He whispered looking down at her.

Miley smiled weakly, "I love you too." She whispered and then his lips were on hers again.

Crystal walked into Chris's apartment; he hadn't left for the airport yet. She sighed as she looked at the box she had in her hands, it was all their memories. For so long she'd hid it in the back of her closet, but now she wanted to open it up. And relive all the happy moments they shared. She smiled as she saw him sitting on his bed, his suitcase packed neatly at the end of his bed.

"What are you doing here?" Chris asked weakly leaning his head back.

"I bought you some things." Crystal said softly, opening the box and pulling out a teddy bear. "Remember this? You bought me this, our second date you handed it to me and gosh, you looked like an idiot sitting there shaking. But it was cute, I kept it. In fact, I kept everything." Crystal said placing the box in his lap.

Chris smiled weakly, scrimmaging around the box until he found what he wanted. A necklace, his smile fractured a little bit.

"She was beautiful, why don't you wear this?" He asked weakly.

"It hurts too much…" Crystal admitted sitting next to him.

"Crystal, we lost our baby." Chris said coughing lightly.

"No, Chris… I lost my baby, it wasn't yours. It was never yours." Crystal said tearing up. "You didn't hold her in your arms and watch the life fade out of her eyes, you didn't watch her cry as the doctors tried to figure out what was wrong, you weren't there. You told me I'd never have to lose anyone I loved ever again, and yet… you're leaving me." Crystal sobbed.

Chris sighed tiredly, wrapping his arms around her. "You're never going to lose me, never. I'll be right there, by your side, keeping you strong." Chris said holding her hand.

"I can't do this." Crystal whispered.

"Then don't, walk out on me." Chris said letting go.

"I can't do that either. Just hold me," Crystal said as they wrapped each other up, hugging their bodies closely together. Crystal smiled weakly as she closed her eyes and almost drifted away, almost. That was, until she felt Chris stop. It looked like she was sleeping, she wanted to believe he was sleeping, just sleeping… but he wasn't. His chest had stopped moving, everything had stopped moving. She sobbed quietly, hugging him tightly. And prayed, she prayed to God that their love would take them away together. But she knew, even the strongest love couldn't survive this. So, she fell asleep in his arms, for the last time.

This probably wasn't worth the wait, which I apologise for. But I cried while writing this, I said goodbye to Chris a long time ago, but now you guys have to do it. Next chapter is a flash forward to the funeral, so hold some tissues. And see you soon. Before I go! Happy new year! Merry Christmas! The whole lot, love, hugs, kisses… and go to my profile, new story is up. check it out, read it. It's a whole new chapter for me as a writer. :D