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

Thanks to everyone that helped me get over that bitch/bastards review. This chapter is for all of you!

MILEYS POV

'Wake up.'

'Mff.'

'Please.'

'I said mff.'

'I'll kiss you if you wake up.'

My eyes shot open and I saw Nick standing over me. He was laughing silently, and I had to use a lot of self control not to punch him there and then.

'You said you'd kiss me.' I pouted, folding my arms.

'I'm going to.' he said, leaning down and pressing his lips to mine. I pulled away as he was starting to get into it.

'So, why are you in my room at seven in the morning?'

'Its half seven. You wouldn't wake.'

'You'll never get me awake at seven. Never.' I smiled, standing up.

'I realised that.' Nick said with a bored tone, starting to look through my drawers.

'Stop that. That's sexual harassment.' I exclaimed, walking over to him.

'How come you've never wore these?' he asked, holding up a sealed packet of thongs.

'I just haven't. My cousin sent me out a Victoria's Secret gift card for my birthday and It'd look rude if I didn't use it.' I explained, grabbing them form him.

'So theres more?'

'Just bras and stuff. But stop going through my drawers.' I snapped, slamming a drawer on his fingers.

'So you can go through my stuff but I cant go through yours?'

'Its different. Guys don't have anything embarrassing.' I mumbled, closing all the drawers.

'Point taken. But I read on some website that girls that let guys go through their stuff are more trusting.'

'I needta go shower. Stay in here, play one of the consoles, I don't care.' I shrugged, grabbing sweats and a t-shirt from my drawer. The cool thing about my house is that it used to be flats, so theres a bathroom in the attic, and the attic was originally three rooms.

'I didn't shower this morning. It doesn't matter.' Nick told me, draping his arms over my shoulders and kissing the back of my head. I rolled my eyes and let out a loud sigh.

'Do you want to come shower with me?' It was a dumb question. Nick was a typical guy, so he was obviously going to say yes.

'Mhmm. It depends. How far am I allowed to go with you?'

'Anything, but no actual sex or we'll never get out of this place.' I declared, walking towards the door. Nick followed behind me, keeping a grip on the hem of my pyjama top.

'So, I can do this?' he smirked, pushing his hand into my underwear, fingering me.

'No, you dipshit, because I don't tend to shower in my clothes, so you wont have anything to get under.' I replied sarcastically, closing the door behind me. Nick pulled my t-shirt off within seconds.

'You need to start sleeping over with me more often.' he smiled. 'If that's the way you sleep.'

'Well done, Nick, I sleep without a bra on.' I said, rolling my eyes. I twisted the knob on the shower, allowing the water to flow freely and heat up.

'Less of the sarcasm, or you will be punished.'

'Ooh. How are you going to punish me?' I smirked, folding my arms.

'I don't know. I could rape you but you might enjoy that.' he smiled, pulling his shirt off.

'You dare.'

'Nah. Its not rape of both people enjoy it.'

'Just get your ass in that shower before I change my mind about letting you in it.' I said, shoving him under the jets of water.

'We need to get married.' I said as we were walking through the park.

'I couldn't let you get away.' Nick told me, lifting our intertwined hands and kissing the back of mine. He seemed really nervous and jumpy.

'I love how we can do this.' I remarked, clutching his hand tighter. 'Y'know, talking about the future so openly. Most people of our age are afraid of the future.'

'Well, we're not afraid.' Nick said firmly, pulling me onto his lap under a tree. 'I know what I want in the future. First of all, you as my wife. Then theres the matter of kids, for me, four kids minimum.'

'Go to hell. Do you have any idea how painful its going to be for me?' I interjected, slapping his chest.

'Sorry. I didn't think. And anyway, it'll hurt for like an hour then they'll give you the epidural.'

'You actually paid attention in health class?' I asked, raising my eyebrows. No one ever paid attention in health.

'A bit.'

'I want ice cream.'

'Talk about random.'

'I can be random if I wanna be random.' I growled, standing up and pulling him from the ground 'Now, I'm going to get cookies.'

'It was ice cream five seconds ago.'

'Now its doughnuts.'

'Now you're taking the piss.' Nick said seriously, flicking the back of my head.

'And?' I smirked, running my finger down his chest.

'You know what I'm going to do with you? Box you up and send you to a store, with a label saying 'Sex Toy'' Nick joked, pushing his hand through my hair.

'Only if you give me ice cream, cookies and doughnuts in the box.'

'Lets go. I kinda need to tell you something.' Nick said, gently guiding me into a clearing.

'Whats up? You're really upset.' I asked, wrapping my arms around his neck.

'I hate to say this, but this might be goodbye.' he mumbled, his whole body tensing. He seemed really upset, like this wasn't his own decision. I knew his parents were permanently arguing, but that couldn't have affected him so much, could it?

'Why, Nick?'

'My mum and dad have put in for a divorce. Me and Joe and Frankie are to move to California with him on Friday. I have no choice in this, because if I did, I wouldn't be going.' he said, a tear hitting the back of my neck.

'Long distance relationships never work.' I sighed sadly. 'We're best just to cut it off here.'

'I've been trying to see if my dad will let me stay with my mum and Kevin, but he wont. I don't want to leave you, baby. My life is going to be like a living hell.'

'Listen. This is going to put both of us through hell. I'll ask my mum if I can use some of my college fund to buy an apartment out there.' I said spontaneously.

'No, Miley.' my mum said sternly. 'And that's final!'

'Please. I'll do anything!' I begged, literally on my hands and knees.

'Miley, I know you love Nick, but nothing ever lasts at your age.'

'We will last! He's my soul mate!'

'That's what you think.' mum said boredly, not even paying attention. I let out an over-exaggerated sigh and stormed into the attic, slamming the trapdoor behind me. I pulled out my phone to see I had a new message. Must've put it on silent.

Ohemmgee! Miles, my dad says if its ok with your mum, you can come and move in with us! Forget everything I said earlier. We are NOT breaking up. - Nick

My mum says yes. I'll start organising my stuff now. - Mi

I was moving with Nick. I would escape at midnight if I had to, but I was not being pulled away from him.

Ok. So, six hours after I told Nick I could move with him, I had finally got all my stuff neatly packed. I had three suitcases with my games consoles and games, nine of clothes, two of shoes, five of my books and one of all the stuff I couldn't bear to get rid of (Star and Landa, my Sonic duvet, my laptop and my iPod.)

'Miley? Whats going on up there? Are you moving furniture?'

'Yes. No. Whichever's the correct answer!' I shouted back, darting down the stairs to run into mum.

'What are you doing?' she asked, grabbing my wrists. 'And don't lie to me, because I'll know.' she said firmly, resting her thumbs on the indent where I could feel my pulse.

'I'm packing.'

'Why?'

'Because I'm moving to California with Nick, mum. Paul said it was ok for me to go and live with them. You cant keep me away from Nick.'

My mum dropped my wrists and pulled me into a hug. 'Are you sure this is what you want?'

'More than anything.'

'You understand if you two break up, you need to make your own way? You can make your way back here, or you can be independent.'

'That wont happen.'

'Promise you'll come back and visit?'

'I will, mum. And I'll call every night. And if Noah shows you how to work the laptop I'll do a video chat with you.'

'This is going to be like an adventure.' I smiled. Paul had bought a camper van and we were having a road trip to California. It was going to be sooooo awesome!

'My god, Miles, could you get anymore hyper?' Joe asked, poking me in the back.

'Yeah, I could, but that's for Nick to see and no one else.' I smirked.

'Eww. I don't wanna know what you two do when you're alone…. And I call this bunk.' Joe said, slipping into the bottom bunk at the left side.

'I need to go at the bottom!' Frankie yelled, diving into the other one.

'Fine. I'll take this one and Nick can have that one.' I said, climbing into the one above Joe. I knew that Nick would end up in with me, though.

'That everything. Miles, I brought in the suitcase that you packed for this part of the journey.' Nick announced, throwing the suitcase at me. I caught it and unzipped it quickly. In it was my iPod, clothes for the endless road trip and my Sonic duvet. It sounds lame and childish, but it gave me comfort when I was unwell or upset. I put the duvet on the bunk, tucking my iPod under the pillow. Nick took the suitcase and put it back in the wardrobe with everyone else's stuff for this trip.