I've been in Georgia for about a month now. Things pretty much sucked - that's the best way to say it. My boyfriend broke up with me because I let some stupid radio lady read my text messages. And my former boyfriend and best friends hates me again because of the same matter. So to say life sucked was… the only way to say it.
The only positive things were my other friends - Demi, Selena, Kevin and Joe and some more - my family and the new film crew. It was nice to meet new people you don't know yet. They weren't judging you like the rest. They also didn't know you that well yet and they respected you. Friends know you usually, so of course meeting new people was kind of refreshing.
Believe me or not, but since I was in Georgia I was happy. Until I looked at the calendar and realized what day it was. And ever since I knew what day it was, I stayed in my room and never left it once - not even to use the toilet. That's how upset I was.
You see, I did the same the year before too. But back then I knew that it wasn't my fault that I was upset. But this year it was actually my fault that we had to spend the day apart making me extremely upset and angry at myself.
My mom was worried about me. She said that I should spend the day out and forget what day it was. Especially since it wasn't even that day yet. It was one day before that fateful day and I already had myself locked up. Only my luck that we had a short break from filming for about two or three days because… I don't even know why.
"Miles… you can't stay in there your whole life, you know?" I sighed and rolled over on my bed. It was completely dark in the room. I didn't want nor need any light in my life right now, especially since it was one day before… it happened.
"But I can for the rest of this filming break!" Mom sighed and knocked again. That is, until she suddenly stopped and I could hear her footstep slowly fading away. I let out a relived breath I didn't know I was holding and let my head burry itself in my pillow.
That gave me time to think. But I didn't want to think. I started at why Mom suddenly left and gave up and ended up on the next day once again. What would happen tomorrow? Would he at least text or call? Send a mail? Would I reply? I probably would; I would be sitting next to my phone and laptop until I would get one sign that he remembered. But something told me that he wouldn't text or call or send a mail. And let me just tell you - that stupid, nagging voice hurt me bad.
I pressed my eyes shut and tried hard not to let a tear fall. Outside of my room I acted like I was fine but in here - in my little safe room - I was real. I cried a lot, actually. But I wasn't depressed or anything - just sad and… hurt and angry. Okay, I was kind of depressed but don't judge me. I am just a teenager after all.
"Honey? I think you need to drink something! I brought you a smoothie. It's in the kitchen!" I sighed and shook my head. She wasn't giving up I guess. And hell, she knew that I loved smoothies. I knew that her only intention was to get me out of my room but I knew she loved me so it was okay.
I stayed back in my room for another twenty minutes until I finally got up. Maybe the smoothie would taste bad but I knew for a fact that Mom had left the house so I could make myself something to eat. She always asked me if I was hungry and I always answered I wasn't. I had a bit of candy left in my room but that was soon gone to waste since the day was almost over.
I groggily made my way out of my room and towards the kitchen. I felt like I couldn't move at all and I was slightly dizzy. I should've taken my medicine like everyday instead of not taking it because I had been feeling way better than usual. I lied to Mom, but who doesn't?
I entered the kitchen and looked at the smoothie sat on the counter. I sighed and walked up to it. I stared at it. It didn't look like it tasted good but I took a sip of it anyway. It did taste awful. I ran to the sink and spit it in.
"Crap… ew." I threw it away and trudged over to the fridge. I took out some ice cream and grabbed a spoon and started to walk over to the table… that was until I stopped dead in my tracks and just stared at it. I could not believe my eyes. This was not happening, was it?
My mouth was awkwardly hanging open. I slowly pushed it up but it fell right down. I really couldn't believe what I was looking at. This was too surreal. I dropped the spoon and almost the ice cream but I made sure that I put it on the counter. I cleared my throat because I knew that my voice was hoarse.
"Are you really… here?" He slowly got up off the chair and nodded. My lip started quivering as I made my way across the kitchen. This little scene was like the ones in the movies. Seriously. I walked up to him, stared at him and then the tears started flowing.
I jumped into his now opened arms and wrapped my legs around his waist. I didn't know why he was there but all I knew was that he was there and that was all that mattered. I cried into his shoulder and kept on hugging him as I felt him carry me into the living room. God knows why he knew where that room was.
He sat down on the couch with me on his lap and let me cry into his shoulder. Don't ask me why I was crying in the first place. Probably because I missed him so bad and I was sorry for what I had said. He just stroked my back the whole time and whispered soothing words into my ear. Just like he did two years ago.
"I'm so sorry…" He nodded and kissed my head. God I loved when he'd do that. It made me feel welcome.
"Me too, Mi, me too." I let out a sob as I buried my head in his shoulder. I soon calmed down but I kept my head where it was before. I sighed.
"Why are you here, Nicky?" I guess it was pretty obvious who the 'he' was, right? Nick slowly picked my head off his shoulder and looked into my eyes. His soft, brown eyes bore into my blue ones. Yeah, brown met blue, you could say. Haha, I'm a sap, aren't I?
"Because… I was mean to you, I missed you and… tomorrow's our day, isn't it?" I smiled slightly and nodded. He remembered!
"Yeah, it is… I missed you too. And I was the stupid one, wasn't I? I let her read my text messages. Wasn't that kind of invasion of my personal space anyway? Yeah, it was. Anyway, I'm so sorry for… everything I did." Nick chuckled and put a lose strand of hair behind my ear. I smiled shyly.
"It's okay. I'm here now… everything's okay again." I shook my head slowly.
"Actually it's not. I don't think everything's okay again. I… we aren't back to how we used to be. Things aren't back to how they used to be. But the thing is… I want them too." I don't know where I got the courage from or why I even said it but I knew that what I said is true.
Nick sighed and closed his eyes for a moment. I was actually pretty scared to what he might say. He could either say he wanted that too or he could say he only wanted to be friends which was… okay because that meant that he at least wanted me in his life but also not really okay because I wanted to be more than his friend.
Nick opened his eyes again and stared at me for a few moments before he chuckled. He chuckled? Really, that's what you're going to do after this girl on your lap - who's your ex by the way - tells you that she wanted you back as your boyfriend? Wow, nice. I looked away from him and bit my lip.
"I mean, if you don't want that then fine, I accept that. I just wanted to let you know that maybe friendship isn't enough for me anymore. I mean, if you want to stay friends, okay I'll be your friend but just know that I will always want more." I rambled until Nick finally stopped me. He held his finger to my lips and smiled a little.
"Well, I'm glad that you would want to stay my friend but… I don't want to be your friend." And about that time I thought it was pretty possible to hear my heart break into say… a billion pieces. I swallowed a pretty big lump down my throat and looked down, trying to hold the tears in.
"Uhm… okay then, that's fine too, I guess…" Nick chuckled and pushed my head up with his pointer finger.
"Just because I said I didn't want to be your friend doesn't mean that I don't want you in my life, alright? And you didn't let me finish anyway." I nodded and sniffled once. I'm a girl; I'm allowed to cry when the boy you still love tells you he doesn't even want to be your friend. Nick smiled at me - like, an actual smile, with his teeth and all.
"First of all, I don't want to be your friend. I want to be your best friend. I also want to be more than that, Mi. Why would you even think any different? I thought it was pretty obvious that I wanted to be. I mean, I did come all the way over here just to see you. Did you seriously think that all I wanted is to see a friend? Hell no." I stared at him for a bit, square in the eye, just to make sure if he was telling the truth. He did though; I knew it as he said 'hell'. Nick isn't one to swear a lot. At least not in public. He sometimes would swear if he was either serious or totally pissed off.
I grinned at him as I hugged him tightly. Of course, being me, I squealed quite loudly into his ear, making him wince but laugh at the same time. I giggled and pulled back.
"Sorry… I didn't mean too…" He shrugged as if it was nothing. I grinned at him.
"So… what does that mean?" Nick chuckled and looked around the room, pretending to think.
"Hm, I don't know… I mean, we just told each other we wanted to get back together and… you're on my lap which makes it pretty hard for me to concentrate on other things other than the fact that you are so why don't you just tell me what you want it to mean?" I rolled my eyes a bit as I shifted on his lap. Okay, shifting like I did I could clearly feel his… uhm, little guy pressing against me. I blushed a bit and put my head on his shoulder embarrassed. Nick laughed and put his arms around me tightly, still shaking with laughter.
"Well, I obviously told you that I am not fine with only being friends." Nick nodded and gave a little sigh.
"I guess it wouldn't be too bad if we got back together or something." I giggled and looked at him.
"Is that your 'subtle' way of asking me to be your girlfriend again?" Nick chuckled a bit and then nodded.
"I guess… Is that your 'subtle' way of saying yes?" I laughed and nodded.
"I guess…" I mocked him and giggled at his happy face. He looked so goofy sometimes. Then he suddenly looked shy - which looked even more adorable than his goofy face.
"So does that mean I can kiss you?" I rolled my eyes and put a finger on my chin, tapping it.
"I don't know if you can but I definitely wouldn't mind you doing that." He laughed and slowly leaned in. And then - after way too long, almost two years - our lips met again and let me tell you, it was just magical. The kiss was soft and sweet yet so powerful at the same time that my knees started to shake which was pretty weird since I was straddling Nick like a baby would.
He soon pulled back and smiled at me. I smiled back at him and put my head in the crook of his neck. This was what I wanted all along. After all the fighting and the hurt and the pain, I could finally be in my princes arms again. And he wanted me to be there which was a big plus. I sighed happily. Nick did the same and let a hand run through my hair.
"I'm happy that this worked out the way I wanted it too. I was actually scared that you wouldn't come into the kitchen until after tomorrow." I giggled and picked my head up.
"You were actually waiting there for me since Mom put the smoothie down there, right? Oh my gosh, just imagine if I suddenly started hating smoothies! You would have died in there!" Nick chuckled and shook his head.
"I don't think I would've stayed in the kitchen though. I might have gone up to your room." I smiled and giggled.
"I suppose that would've been another option." Nick laughed and kissed my cheek. I blushed a bit.
"Well, what do you say, let's go to bed now and tomorrow we can do whatever you want, alright?" I looked at the clock and frowned. It was only eight!
"But… you just practically came here and it's only eight!" Nick chuckled a bit and shook his head.
"That's not really true. I came here about half an hour ago. It was your decision to stay in your room twenty more minutes. We could've been way past this kind of awkward phase already." I rolled my eyes.
"It wasn't awkward. You just make it awkward." He softly chuckled and shrugged.
"Still… I'm kind of tired right now, from the flight and all. And if we go to sleep tomorrow and then get up really early in the morning we can spend the whole day together and then…" I looked at him confused.
"Uhm, by the way… when are you leaving again?" He sighed slightly and avoided eye contact. Oh joy, he won't stay here forever… which I, of course, knew but I hoped he'd stay longer.
"I'm leaving the day after tomorrow. I'm sorry but we're rehearsing for tour and stuff and…" I looked away. Damn, the tour…
"Oh, so you planned to come here and win me back even though you knew that I have to film a movie and you have the tour and then I have the tour and then the year is over and…" Nick sighed and put a hand on my cheek. He stroked it softly.
"We're going to make this work. We grew up; we're more mature now… Everything will be fine, alright? And now, let's not worry about the future and let's forget the past. I mean, we can't re-write the past, right? And we most definitely can't tell the future so let's life in the present, alright?" I nodded and sighed before I smiled at him and kissed his cheek.
"Fine then, let's go to sleep but… we will have to share a bed because else I'll stay up all night." Nick chuckled and nodded.
"I think that would be the least problem… to share a bed, I mean." I giggled and nodded. He looked at me and I looked back at him. He only then realized that I was not getting up any time soon. Sighing, he put his hands on my butt and picked me up. I giggled again and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"The things I do for you…" I nodded and kissed his cheek.
"I think I'm kind of lucky to have you, I guess…" Nick chuckled and suddenly stopped walking.
"Where's your room?" I laughed and told him. He started walking again. I put my head on his shoulder and sighed a bit.
"You know, just an hour ago I was in my room and pretty much crying because I messed up big time with that interview and I thought I'd have to spend tomorrow without you again. You're really lucky that Mom knows I love smoothies." Nick chuckled and opened the door to my room.
"No, actually… I'm lucky that I know you loves smoothies. I bought it while I drove here. Did you really think your mom would be so fast to get a smoothie?" I looked at him with my mouth opened.
"Are you kidding me? I thought Mom… ugh, it tasted bad though." He laughed and put me on my bed.
"Well, you did take twenty minutes, didn't you?" He pulled his shirt over his head and plopped down next to me. I looked at him.
"You want to sleep with in jeans? Tight, skinny jeans?" He chuckled and pulled them off, leaving him in his boxers. I grinned and wrapped my arms around him.
"Ha, I'm wearing pajamas." He chuckled and pulled me on top of him. I put my chin on his chest and grinned at him.
"Well, we could change that too, right?" I blushed and shook my head.
"I don't think so buddy. See, there's a difference between you being almost naked and me being almost naked. If I were shirtless you'd be able to see my boobs, but when you are shirtless I only see your buff chest… your most important body parts are perfectly hidden from my eyes." Nick laughed and kissed my forehead.
"Only you would say something like that." I giggled and put my head down on his chest. I slowly closed my eyes.
"You tired?" I picked my head up and shook it quickly.
"No, I'm not…" But this one freaking yawn exposed my lie. I blushed and shrugged.
"A bit… are you?" He nodded and softly stroked my hair which I found extremely adorable for whatever reason.
"Yeah, I kind of am…" I put my head back down and closed my eyes again. The only thing I could hear was his steady heartbeat and the only thing I could feel was his even breathing. I smiled a little and was almost asleep when I heard the soft whisper.
"I love you, Mi…" I grinned and kissed his chest.
"I love you too, Nicky…" He pulled me closer which made me realize that he must be smiling which he was after I looked up at him. He leaned down and kissed me softly.
"You have no idea how much I really love you. After all those years I still do. And nothing is going to change that any time soon." I sighed happily and kissed him again.
"Ditto." Nick laughed and shook his head.
"Way to ruin a moment, Mi." I giggled and shrugged innocently.
"Way to create one, Nicholas. You know you love my witty comebacks." He nodded, now serious again.
"Yeah, just like I love you." I grinned and kissed him. After I pulled my head back I put my head down again. I sighed happily.
"Goodnight…" He pulled me closer once again and kissed my head.
"Goodnight baby…" I grinned and sighed once again before I drifted off to sleep.
"A very nice morning, sunshine." I groggily opened my eyes to see Nick leaning over me, grinning at me. He didn't look as sleepy as he might have looked if we woke up at the same time. I looked at him confused.
"What times is it and why is it a very nice morning?" Nick chuckled and motioned somewhere in the room. I looked where he was pointing at and giggled. He made me breakfast in bed? Aw, ain't he cute?
"Aw… thanks you so much, Nicky! And now, what time is it?" No matter how cute he is, if it were earlier than eight I'd kill him.
"Uhm… eight fifteen?" I let out a breath and tried to maintain my cool. Hey, I said earlier than eight - he knew me inside and out and so he knew the time limit.
"Fine, you're lucky I love you - I would've killed Mom." He laughed and sat down next to me as I sat up and leaned against the headboard of my bed.
"So you're saying you don't love your mom?" I looked at him confused as he handed me the plate with the food.
"Why would you ask that?" He chuckled.
"Because you just said that I'm lucky you love me and you would've killed your mom. Does that mean you don't love her or what?" I rolled my eyes as I grabbed the coffee. Like I said, he knew me. He knew I needed coffee in the morning, especially after waking up that early in the morning.
"I love her - just not like I love you. It would be pretty weird if I loved her like I love you. I mean, she is my mom after all. And I'm not saying I can live without her but I know that I can't live without you. I tried and it just didn't… work out." He chuckled and put his arm around me as I grabbed the pancakes he made.
"Yeah, okay, whatever you say Miley." I giggled and took a bite of a pancake. I moaned at how good they were. You would've too if you only tasted them.
"Wow, babe, they are so good!" Nick chuckled and shrugged nonchalantly.
"Yeah, you know what they say. I'm a god when it comes to cooking." I giggled and nodded.
"And when it comes to other things…" He looked at me with a raised eyebrow curiously.
"Like…?" I shrugged and kept on eating the pancake.
"I don't know… singing, writing songs… uhm and just some other stuff…" I blushed a bit as I thought about the other stuff. I wouldn't tell him the other stuff any time soon.
"What other stuff?" He nudged me with his shoulder. I shrugged and played with a thread on my shirt. It was a pretty torn up shirt.
"You know… kissing and… other things. Gosh, you're embarrassing me." He smirked at me.
"I'm a god at kissing?" I blushed a really deep red and looked away from him.
"Don't think too high of yourself. You did have the best tutor after all, right?" He looked at me confused.
"Ms. Greenwich never showed me how to tongue kiss…" I rolled my eyes and hit his chest.
"I meant me, goof. I mean, I don't know who else you've kissed so you must have gotten all the practice from me. And… you've been kissing me two years straight so you have to know what I like." Nick chuckled awkwardly and looked away from me.
"What's wrong? Nick?" He sighed and looked back at me. After looking at me for several moments he shrugged innocently.
"Like you said, you don't know who else I've kissed." I stared at him for a bit longer until I realized what he meant. Oh, Selena. Well, I did kiss Lucas and Thomas and Justin… but not like I kissed Nick. Was he saying that he kissed Selena like he kissed me? Don't get me wrong, over the month, Selena and I grew to best friends but it was still awkward whenever we'd talk about Nick. And him telling me that he kissed her like he kissed me didn't make it less awkward.
"So you're saying that you kissed Selena like you kissed me?" He looked at me confused for a but until he shook his head.
"No, that's not what I'm saying. I just meant it like… I kissed her yeah, but you said you don't know who else I've kissed so… you don't." Is he making sense to you? No? Good, because I did not understand a word he just said. I chuckled confused.
"What are you saying then?" He shrugged.
"Well… I did not only kiss Selena…" I stared at him shocked. But I thought he only was with her over the last one and a half years?
"Who else did you kiss…?" I was actually scared to ask. I didn't want to fight with him about it. But obviously I wanted to know. He knew who I've kissed because it was all over news. Me walking over a street is all over news. What else is new? But anyway… as I was saying, all I had heard was that he was dating Selena for a bit.
Nick sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"Okay, I'll tell you but you have to promise me that 1. it was on accident and 2. don't hate me or her for it, alright?" He made it sound so bad. I bit my lip and nodded. I knew I'd be mad but I probably wouldn't hate them. I'm not one to hold grudges, remember?
"Okay, I promise. I'll be mad though, probably. I mean, you're making it sound so bad!" Nick stared at me for at least a minute until he nodded. Alright, the moment we've been waiting for…
"Demi and I kissed once but it was on complete accident and I hated every second of it - though it didn't last longer than one or maybe even two until we realized what was happening. So we fell on the floor and I was on top of her and my head kind of landed on hers and our lips met and it was just so gross. It was like incest but the thing is I didn't want to kiss her!" I stared at my boyfriend in disbelief. Demi? Really, Demi?
"Are you serious? Demi?" He nodded and looked at me, expecting a big outburst. It came - just not how he would expect it. I actually burst out laughing so loud, I bet the neighbors would now be awake for sure.
Nick looked at me shocked and confused. He chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his neck. Nervous habit.
"Why are you laughing, Mi?" I tried to calm down for a bit until I could breathe evenly. I looked at him with tears in my eyes - just for your information, those were the tears I got from laughing so much.
"Because… I actually knew that. I don't count that as a kiss though. And I thought it was incredibly cute how you were rambling on about it. And don't bring her down so much." He stared at me a bit until he let out a relieved sigh.
"Thank god, I thought you would hate me or something." I shook my head and smiled at him.
"No, I wouldn't. I don't do hate. I'm actually glad you told me about it. So back to Selena, did you kiss her like you kissed me?" He shook his head furiously.
"Honestly, she's got some problems. She wouldn't even let me hold her hand - not that I really had some weird craving to hold her hand or something. She'd always be like 'No, Nick, we shouldn't do that'. The thing is, we didn't do anything. It's like; she was only a friend, not my girlfriend." He giggled.
"Yeah, that's Selena for you. Hey, do you have a weird craving to kiss me right now?" Nick laughed and looked at me pointedly.
"I always have a weird craving to kiss you. You just don't let me get what I want all the time." I giggled and move closer to him, completely forgetting my breakfast.
"Well, I wouldn't be able to breathe if I let you get what you want all the time." He chuckled and put my bangs behind my ear.
"You're beautiful." I blushed and bit my lip.
"That's what you say." He rolled his eyes as his nose brushed mine.
"No… well, yeah, I say it but I mean it too. And everyone knows it… but you." I smiled.
"I thought you had this craving?" He laughed and gently put his lips on mine. I smiled into the kiss and deepened it a bit. After some time, we pulled apart and grinned at each other.
"Oh, almost forgot…" He reached behind himself and grabbed something. Forgot what? Turning back around, he handed me a black box. No, it wasn't velvety or anything, it was just… black.
"Happy anniversary." I almost gasped at that. I completely forgot about it! That's just what he does to me. I stared at the box as I examined it. A nice box… what should I do with it?
"Thanks baby… what is this?" He chuckled.
"You could try opening it, you know? I wouldn't really give you a box as a present." I giggled stupidly and blushed a little. Once again, that's what he does to me. He makes me stupid - in a good way, if that's possible.
I curiously opened the box. And I'm just saying, I had to gasp at what was in it.
Hehe, now I've left you hanging ;) BUT... where I live is now officially summer which means plenty of time to write. Though I do start with the drivers licence this year but... whatever ;P Anyway, I am sooo sorry that I haven't been updating this story for ages but I had stuff to do and so on... anyway, if anyone even read this: I hope you liked it.
I know this story seems kind of rushed in a non-rushed way which doesn't make any sense AT ALL. Haha, oh well - from now on, expect pure fluff with real events and that stuff ;)
Thanks for reading (if anyone even reads this anyway ;P) And I hope you liked it and I would be extremely happy for every single review I would get if I get any :)
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