Sorry I didn't update yesterday, hope you enjoy this...
In the room, the walls were pink with black vertical stripes every foot or so. There was a purple bed with a pink blanket and black pillow. The dresser was white, and there were plenty of pictures of Nick and I on the mirror behind it. There appeared to be a door leading out to a balcony, but I wasn't sure what it was overlooking since it was completely black out. There were also two windows.
Nick had walked in behind me, I guess, and said. "I tried to make it look like your old room as best as I could."
I turned to face him and smiled. I walked over to him and squeezed tightly. "Thank you," I said, "Its great. But Nick, how do you make so many trips out here without people noticing?" I asked.
He shrugged, "Well, at home, my family doesn't really care where I am. And, you didn't notice because you weren't there. You were in Colorado skiing with your family."
I nodded, trying not to tear up at the thought of the skiing trip. That was really the last time I got to spend time with my whole family, and we had so much fun. Next year, they'll be going without me, I thought to myself.
"Well, Miles, I'm going to go to bed. I'll see you in the morning." He squeezed me again before letting go and walking to his own room, which was across the hall from mine.
I flipped the lights off and walked over to my new bed, and peeled the covers off. Slipping into my it, I let my eyes wander around the room again.
Nick had done an amazing job at replicating my old room, even down to an old looking rocking chair in the corner which my eyes had passed over before.
I kicked my pants off and closed my eyes, attempting to sleep.
10 minutes later
I opened my eyes for the eighth time and looked over at the digital clock that was under the tv. Only two minutes had passed since the last time I checked, I told myself.
I can't do this. Not in this new room thats exactly like my old one. Not in this new house that I hadn't had enough time to thoroughly explore yet. Not now.
I got out of the bed that looked exactly like my old one, and tip-toed towards the door. Not bothering to turn off the lights, I opened it and creeped over to Nick's door. Once I reached it, I turned the knob and opened it a crack.
The light from the hall eluminated it slightly, and when I peered in, I saw Nick lying on the king-size bed, facing the wall.
I stepped into the room and shut the door behind me, I walked silently over to him and poked his back. "Yes, Miley?" he asked me, sounding amused and slightly sleepy.
"Can I sleep with you?" I asked, feeling like a five year old.
He turned over and smiled at me, picking up the blankets and gesturing for me to get in.
I climbed in and snuggled up to his warm body.
I could hear the shock in his voice when he asked, "Miley, are you wearing pants?"
Oh la la.
Questions:
What do you think Niley's gunna do?(:
Would you like to see a little Niley "action" or would you like to wait?
Do you think Miley's a little five year old?