You Be The Prince And I'll Be The Princess!

MILEYS POV

'Mum!' I yelled, 'I asked Nick over for dinner! Is that ok?'

'Sure!' my mum replied. 'Wheres Noah?'

'She ran ahead. She's upstairs.' I explained. 'When's dinner?'

'About an hour.'

I led Nick up to my room.

'Is this for real?' Nick smirked, picking up the toy wolf from my bed.

'Hey! Leave Star alone.' I exclaimed, grabbing it from him. I'd had her since I was a baby.

'I'd never have guessed that this was your room.' Nick said, running his hand along my bookshelf.

I'm not going to brag about my room. it's the smallest, because when we moved here I was ten and Noah was just a baby, and mum insisted she had to have the bigger room for her changing table and other shit like that.

The wall the door was on had my wardrobe and dresser on it. The wall opposite that had the window on it. My bed was under it, with Star and my other wolf toy Landa on it. Don't ask. Please. I was two or something when I named them. The wall at the other end had my bookshelf and a chair on it. All the walls were pink and I had laminate flooring.

'I'm not in it much. I don't care about the décor.' I shrugged, sitting next to him on my bed.

'I guess you have a point. You're barely in.' Nick agreed, lying back on my bed and pulling me into his arms.

'Why do you love me?' I blurted out without meaning to.

'What makes you ask that.'

'Its just, I was thinking, theres so many reasons for you to ignore me, and barely any for you to notice me.'

'There's a zillion reasons for me to notice you, Miles.' Nick said, cupping my face in his hands. 'You're really intelligent, you're good at sports, you're kind, you're beautiful, you put everyone else before yourself and you're different from the other girls.'

'Different in what way?' I asked.

'Like, you'll do sports and go treks into the woods and things like that. That's an ideal girl. Most girls are like 'ahh! My hair! Or ahh! My nails!' You're not. But you're beautiful without trying. You're perfect.'

'Nobody's perfect.' I smiled, laughing slightly.

'You're right, nobody's perfect, but theres someone out there that's perfect for everyone. You're the perfect one for me.'

'Nick-'

I was cut off when his lips pressed against mine gently. My arms wrapped around his neck as our lips collided in a soft synchronised movement. I felt his hands run down my sides until they rested on my hips.

I felt myself go weak and I fell backwards, Nick landing on top of me. He wasn't crushing me, but he was putting enough weight on me for me to know that he was there.

'Dinners rea- MUM! MUM!' Noah yelled, slamming the door again and running downstairs.

'We're in shit trouble.' Nick mumbled.

'Don't care. I'm in trouble with everything that I do.' I replied, pulling away from him and sitting up.

'You cant be in trouble for everything.' he said, sitting next to me.

'Nearly everything.'

'Miley! Nick! Dinner!' mum called. I sighed and got up.

'I cant be bothered moving.' I murmured, flopping backwards again.

Nick smirked, stood up and lifted me.

'This better?'

'Yesh. I don't need to move this way.' I smirked.

We went into the dining room and Nick put me on a chair.

'Here you are. And maybe you'll eat it all this time.' my mum winked, handing me a plate of pasta. She handed one to Nick aswell.

'I don't have the energy to eat.' I admitted. I wasn't lying, I had been feeling really sick since my hospital appointment.

'Smiley, you gotta eat.' Nick said, nudging my arm gently.

'I don't wanna.' I sighed, pushing the plate away.

'You're going to turn anorexic, eat it.' my mum growled, but she pulled it off so it didn't look like she was mad in front of Nick.

'I'm eating mine, mum.' Noah smirked. Here we go again…

'That's because you're a good girl.'

'And Miley isn't. isn't she not mum.'

'Will you shut the fuck up Noah?' I shouted. 'I'm not anorexic, I'm not being deliberately defiant, I just don't wanna eat it.' I slid off the chair and ran upstairs to my room.

I lay in my bed pulling the covers over my head. I rubbed my face against my wolves soft fur. It had always comforted me and calmed me down. My breathing slowed and I fell asleep.

'Miley. Up. And I want one hell of an explanation for dinner yesterday.' my mum hissed, sitting on the edge of my bed.

I just wasn't hungry. And I was still feeling weird from the hospital.' I said, sitting up.

'You could have said that. I know how awkward it is to get a full body examination. It feels like the doctors perving you, doesnt it?'

'Im just not in the mood now mum. I wanna sleep.'

'I'll wake you for lunch ok?' my mum smiled, tucking my hair behind my ear.

'Thanks.' I leant over to kiss her on the cheek and then went back to sleep.

I woke up later and looked at my clock. 12:05. Uggh. I walked over to my wardrobe and pulled out a pair of jeans and a button up shirt that I probably stole from Nick. I put a pink t-shirt on under the shirt and left the buttons open. I started digging through my huge pile of shoes.

'NOAH! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH MY PINK BOOTS?' I yelled.

'I'm wearing them.' she yelled back.

'Bring them here! They're my good boots and they're like seven sizes too big for you.'

She sighed loudly and brought them in. I put them on and pulled my hair messily into two plaits. I ran downstairs and into the kitchen.

'Morning, Miles. I was just coming to wake you.' my mum smiled. 'Do you want anything to eat?'

'Just a piece of toast.' I said, sitting at the table next to Noah.

'Ok then. And you need to go and deal with Bella today. Noah has ballet.'

'Mum, I'm the only person that's went near Bella in the past six months. Even though she's boarded up there in Noie's name, isn't she my horse?' I asked.

'Well-' my mum began, only for Noah to cut her off. I would have got slapped if I had interrupted.

'Give her to Miley of she wants. I don't want a horse anymore.' Noah shrugged, dropping her fork and running away.

My sister is such a spoiled brat. She begged my mum for three years to get a horse, she took interest for a month, then I had to do everything. Now she doesn't want her anymore?

Noah is treated so differently to me it is unbelievable. When I was her age, I had a hamster, and I got grounded for a month because I asked if I could give her away because I'd been bitten. That was a $8 hamster. And then Noah gets away with giving away a $8,000 dollar horse?

'Here. Take the keys.' my mum said, handing me my toast and the keys for Bella's stable.

I nibbled around the edge of the toast, dropped it and went out the back door. I crossed the garden, littered with a bike, trampoline, pogo stick and hula hoop, all belonging to Noah, may I add.

I jumped over the back fence, into the yard of the stables. Straight ahead of me was the office, where you sorted horses and stuff. Next to that was the path that led to the gymkhana, field and woods. There was three stables on either side of me. On my right, from the office down, was a piebald stallion called Rhydan, belonging to a girl from the village. Then there was a full black mare called Swallow, belonging to Cody and Ryan, the twins that were about five or six. The next box was empty, but it belonged to Amiga, a brown colt with white hair. Amiga belonged to Lilly, a girl in Noah's class.

On my left, there was Birdie, a white filly and her foal, little Mittens. They both belonged to the owner of the stable, Amelia Larissa. Then was a box that had never been occupied, for as long as I had been coming here anyway. Finally, there was Bella. She was a chestnut horse with a blueish-black mane and tail.

'Hey girl.' I smiled, walking towards her. I rubbed my hand against her soft velvety nose.

I reached over and undone the latch on her stable. No one locked the boxes. We lived in such a small village everyone knew everyone.

Because Bella had been bought for Noah, her saddle blanket was pink with Tweety-Pie embroidered on the back corner. Her leg and tail wraps were also pink. Lucky for me, I had been sent to buy the saddle, bridle and reins, so they were black leather.

I tacked her up and rode her out into the forest.

'Hey, Lilly!' I called, waving at the girl riding on the other side of the river. I was utterly ignored.

I cantered along the path leading to the pond. If I was lucky, Marlow would be there. Marlow was the stray dog I had found as a puppy a few months ago. I was out with Bella when I saw Marlow thrashing about in the water. I had pulled him out and named him. Because of Noah's allergies, I wouldn't dare ask my mum if I could bring him home.

'Marlow! Are you there?' I called, dismounting from Bella and walking along the bank. Nothing. 'I guess he's not here, girl.' I said to Bella, climbing back onto her.

She whinnied loudly and started heading back to the stables. When I got there, I discovered it was Amelia's son, Mark, running the stables that day.

I hurriedly took Bella's tack off and refilled her food and water. I tried to escape quietly, but Mark noticed me.

'Hey, blue eyes.'

'Fuck off. I have a boyfriend.' I said, running down the path that would take me to the village.