Sorry about lateness, my spring break has me confused about the days of the week. haha. Anyways only one more chapter after this one and then this story is done. (unless i suddenly add a chapter) But dont worry the AMAZINGLY AMAZING SEQUAL will be up only a week after this story ends. So i hope you love this chapter and tell me what you think. you are the best readers every. thankyou!!! :D
Interviews, with the same questions and the same answers, I'm honestly surprised people even want to talk to us because they always ask the same questions and we give practically the same answers. And it has nothing to do with being generic or fake, there is only so many ways you can answer the same damn questions. Oh well, it's my job right? Between two different radio station interviews, our family heads back to the hotel, I have to admit the hotel we are staying at is amazing. Hyatt's are always crazy awesome though… while everyone just decides to head back to the rooms I'm in major need of a caffeine fix and according to my blood sugar reading I can have some. Walking into the coffee shop set up within the hotel, I see her, an amazingly gorgeous girl. It hits me I haven't noticed a single apart from the someone I won't think about on this trip, in a long time, months actually; she is just reading a book at a table and sipping a coffee so relaxed, unaware. Paying for my coffee I promptly turn on my heel, expecting her to be looking up in awe because she heard my voice or something silly, it just happens so often anymore. The fact that she hasn't even flinched makes me curious, when someone doesn't notice mine or my brothers' presence is when my interest is caught because they will be easier to talk too usually. Stuck up sounding, maybe, true, yes. "That book must be mighty interesting, may I ask what you are reading." I casually ask after I have quietly approach her.
"It is 'The Pact', and yes it is extremely interesting. I can't seem to put it down." She looks up from her book after turning the page, "I'm Elise and you?" She simply states and questions.
"I'm Nick, nice to meet you Elise" I pull out the char across from her and sit down, "I thought it must be a good book because you have not looked up for a second since I walked into the coffee shop, I have never seen such concentration. It intrigued me."
"Nice to meet you Nick, and yes you can sit down." She gestures towards my already sitting body and lets out a laugh. "I love to read, I usually get so caught up in the story that I miss everything else going on around me. My family jokes that the house could burn down while I was reading and I would not even flinch. I can't blame them though, since reading is the only time that I'm not always acting ADD" She laughs again and folds the page of her book in half before closing the book. She shakes her head at something I assume is something she is thinking of and shakes her head a few times.
"I understand what you mean, it happens anytime I listen or play music."
"What kind of music do you play" She must see something in my face some emotion I let slip that I don't intend because I could have been sure I had kept my expression calm and steady, "You know I'm kidding right? The only way for me to now know who you are and what kind of music you play would be to live under a rock. And we may be in South Dakota but still…" She drifts off.
"If you hadn't known who I was I wouldn't have freaked or anything. I actually would have been happy. Do you live here, since you are at this hotel I figured…?"
Before I can finish she cuts in, "I work here, at the front counter. I'm in between a double shift and this shop has the best coffee in the county so I just stuck around." She shrugs and fingers the edge of her book.
The next two hours between her work shift and my next interview are almost a blur. There is us sitting there talking, then her taking my hand and leading me towards the empty locker room where our incredible, hot, and sweaty make out session takes place. Then there is us walking out, obviously having just had such a session and bumping into Joe. Who was looking for me, who then notices of course our 'condition' and pulls me away towards a waiting car since the rest of the family already left for the last interview. Now it's just me in the car, I went in said my peace and left, I just wasn't in the mood for a family dinner so I'm taking the same car back to our hotel. Drumming my fingers on the seat I begin to examine the stitching in the leather. Suddenly I notice it, buzzing in the opposite corner from my hand, Joe's cell phone. He had been texting away the car ride to the interview, looking over at me then back at his phone then back at me, the entire time. It was annoying as hell, he has three new text messages, I press open on his inbox and look at the senders. Two from Kevin, one from Miley, I could care less as to what Kev has to say, and press open on Miley's. You know what Joe, whatever, I'll call people and go out tonight. Promise I will try and meet a guy. =D . The thought of Miley with another guy, really pissed me off, it was hypocritical but I don't care. I went back through the outbox to see what Joe had said, Miley I hate to say this but I think maybe you should find a new guy. And then, I know Miley but I really think he is trying to start fresh; it will be smart for you too. Looking at the screen I saw there must have been another twenty messages going back and forth between the two. Reaching to hotel, I made my way towards the elevator avoiding eye contact with Elise who is still working. Sliding the key through the lock on the door, my mind began to wander and I realized how badly I needed our flight home tomorrow. Finally things felt right, I was starting to see things in perspective.
"Nick, have you ever thought that we are wrong?" Miley looked up at me, she was next to me my arm around her shoulders her head resting on my chest. We were staring at the sky in her backyard.
"Wrong about what Miles?" She can be so cryptic sometimes, even I don't know what she means, because as well as I know her, she is a girl and the brain doesn't work the same as mine.
"About everything, how it will all end up, or today even. Just everything, what if we have it wrong?"
I can't understand where this was coming from, but the tears in her eyes as she spoke to me seemed to make it clear something major had happened that started her on this track. "No, I don't think so. I think that in all different cases not just us, you never really know what going to happen. How the story, any story will end till you get there. All you can do is have a general idea and pray."
"I guess I just have to keep praying." She whispered a small tear falling from her eye before turning back to look at the sky.
Something was wrong terribly wrong, I knew Miley better than anyone, in a big idea our time seemed small but to me it was like nothing had really happened before we met. I felt her let out a deep breath, "Miles" I whispered in her ear.
She looked up at me, hearing her name. Trying to bring a smile to her face.
Placing my hand under her chin I brought our lips together, hoping a moment like this could ease whatever the pain was.
Sighing, I guess I have to admit defeat; I'm going to have to learn to come up with a distraction until I can move on from Nick. This is completely ridiculous but whatever, leaning across my bed I lift my phone off the floor, flip it open and fly through my contacts and start a three way call. The phone rings three times for both girls before they answer,
"Hey Miley Hey" Demi's voice rings through over,
Selena's "Miley! How are you" both sounding chipper, of course.
Suddenly they go, "Whoa, what are you doing on the line?" To each other, before "Oh, three way…Miley?" you can tell they are best friends just by the fact they will say the exact same thing at the exact same time constantly.
I let out a small fit of laughter, "Guys hey, so I'm in a rut and I thought what would be better way to get out then go out with my favorite people!"
"Gosh, do we even want to know what gone wrong?" Demi asks sweetly, understanding. In fact I'm sure she and Joe have already talked and she knows some version on the whole story.
"No. Its best to just pick a place and go out, talking about all this crap has been done too many times. So you guys game?" Keeping my voice as upbeat as possible as I talk to the girls, and pray that they say yes.
"Totally in, I'll be over in ten Miley. How about we pick you up in about twenty Sel since you aren't as close." Demi is a natural plan maker, especially when it comes to Selena; it's like she just knows what to do.
"Alright that works; I will see you two then." Selena hangs up then Demi follows.
Tossing my phone back on the bed, I stand up and walk towards my closet, flipping the light switch I look over my clothing, undecided as to what to wear. I'm feeling girly today, plus I would love to maybe pick up some guy so a dress and boots will do the trick. Picking out a short floral patterned dress and tall canvas black boots I'm ready with a quick makeup and hair check. Just as I'm sliding my boots on, Demi walks in the door.
"Knock, knock." She smiles and closes the door behind her.
Standing up I grab my brown leather bag, old and tattered fitting the look fantastically. I walk towards her, she's in a simple band t-shirt and jeans with boots similar to mine on. "Well you look totally Demi." I giggle.
"Why thank you. I try hard to imitate her cool style you know." She giggles back and flips her hair. "And you look positively hot." She gestures her hand up and down towards me.
"Yes, well as I'm sure you have heard some version of the story, I'm trying to find a guy today." I let out a hallow laugh.
Demi nods. "Yes, Joe told me some. How he was trying to get you to move on or something. To be honest I thought it was stupid so I pretended to listen. I mean he's a great best friend, but he is still a guy…" She shakes her head, as we head out the driveway towards my car.
"Oh yes I know what you mean. Let's just not mention it though tonight. We will talk more later, its just with the whole Selena thing. I mean I know we are cool about it all I just don't want her to know about all the drama that has gone down over the past few months, with Nick and I hooking up and then not and then yes and the car ride Joe tricked us into. I think its best…"
Demi cuts me off, "for her not to know. I understand, she knew that it was a long shot when she dated him that anything would come of it. And while she did claim to not be hurt when it ended I know her well enough to know that she was hurt somewhere deep inside."
I nod my head in understanding, as I pull into Selena's driveway, which is two neighborhoods over from ours, Demi whips out her cell phone and shoots Sel a text. Seconds later she comes walking out of her front door, oversized black t-shirt and short flowing light gray skirt, with converse. Looking every bit comfortable with herself. She climbs into the backseat, and buckles as I pull from her driveway.
"Alright girls, where do we plan on going?" She asks with a tone unlike anyone but Selena.
"Well I don't care that much as long as it has a great view." I wink into the rear view mirror and look quickly at Demi with a grin, that causes her to start laughing, and Sel and I follow quickly.