Hello, so first i would just like to say

I stayed up till 5:00 am writing, haha

I also would like to say, i am a bit proud, I never stick to anything -_-

I cursed more then usual since this is one of the few opportunities where i can.

My mom usually criticizes everything that I write and she disapproves of cursing- but this is fanfiction so Im ok

Im such a noob, It took me forever to learn how to upload a chapter- this is turning into a blog sorta thing so sowwy xD

(I wrote more, just was a beginning of another super short chapter)

Thx for the reviews btw, they make my day ;)

I woke up, saliva running down my cheek, my sheet halfway on the floor, and don't get me started on my hair. As soon as I tried to press the snooze button I notice nick sitting in the couch next to my bathroom.

I let out a small shriek

"Nick? Am I dreaming? WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?"

"Chill, I just came- Laura let me in"

I was going to have a serious talk with our new nanny

I looked horrible and he saw me. I wasn't those type of girls who woke up with that sexy ruffled hair and only a oversized t-shirt to unveil they're model -like legs.

"Get out" I said, trying as hard as possible to not show myself.

He laughed

"Get. Out."

He raised both his arms as if he was being arrested and said

"Fine, I'll get out. Tell me when you're done"

I tried to look as decent as possible and headed down the stairs to discover nick flipping through the channels making himself as home as possible.

"What do you want at 9 am?"

He smirked

"Get packing."

"Nick, you are out of your mind!, we have a 2 minute phone conversation, I agree – only to shut you up and you come the next day telling me to pack?"

"Yes now let's go" he grabbed my wrist and pulled me upstairs.

"What about my mom?" I whined

"We'll tell them this was our decision and that they will have to accept it…only after we get there of course."

"Oh, shell never realize I'm gone anyway"

She's constantly working.

Nick practically looked through every single thing in my room. Thank god I didn't doodle his name all over my notebooks or anything because when I say every single thing, I mean it.

He eyed my outdated guitar lying against my dresser.

"You play guitar?" he asked

"Yah, sort of" I said trying to be serious.

"Here, lemmi show you" as I grabbed the guitar strumming it as loud and out of tune as possible then making up random lyrics to go along. Nick joined in my performance and we ended up laughing so hard I was practically tearing

"You an amazing singer" he said trying to catch his breath.

"I know!" I replied with another laugh.

"Oh crap. We got to be out of here in an hour."

I still couldn't quite believe this was happening.

He basically ran around my house stuffing everything he thought I needed into a suitcase. This consisted of toothpaste, a random selection of clothes and soap. Who knew guys could be so ignorant? I snatched the suitcase from his hands and filled it so that not a single object could fit in there. He merely stared as I dragged it down the stairs.

"One sec, I'll be right back"

Rachel was sitting in the kitchen table with her "boyfriend" nibbling on doughnuts.

"Rachel, tell Laura that she should worry and that I'll call as soon as possible"

She rolled her eyes and said whatever.

Nick, I discovered was watching.

"How old is she?"

"12"

"And she has a…boyfriend?"

"At 12 it's just like being best friends with a boy" I regretted it the moment I said it. I'm such a dumbass; of course I was going to ruin it.

But knowing nick, he just laughed and said we should get going.

We took a cab to the closest airport and lingered outside for a while since we had some time before the plane arrived.

"How did you plan this out so perfectly?"

"Trust me, it took a longer time then ya think"

There was a bit of a awkward silence.

"How about Miley?" I tried to sound perfectly normal, as if I didn't think miley was the biggest bitch in the book.

"What about her?"

"Let's go get something to eat" he quickly added and got up. He wanted to avoid the subject and it was so obvious.

Psh, he calls himself an actor.

We entered the airport lunch area thing to a sandwich bar. I was extremely hungry but I didn't need any extra pounds, especially since we were doing this whole moving to New York thing.

"Ill get the number 3 combo, with a water please—and no lettuce"

I cleared my throat and softly ordered a salad. As our meal came nick stared at my half filled plate consisting of lettuce, tomatoes and a teaspoon of ranch while he bit into his oversized sandwich.

"Why'd you get that?" He said -his mouth completely full. God dam it, he's so fucking cute even when he's chewing and bits of food escaping from the corners of his mouth.

"Because it's healthy." I tried my best to make it look like I actually liked the idea of stuffing down the driest lettuce in the world down my throat so I could look good for him.

"Eh, sorry" He laughed and covered his mouth with his hand and continued eating.

The sitting area was more crowded than usual filled with families, class trips, business owners, and the occasional two aspiring actors.