Sorry it took a while. I've been super busy. But errrgooo. Hope you like it. :)

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Previously on Fairytales,

"Please Nick. Don't. I love Liam. I'm getting married in a couple of months. I can't take drama. I don't want to know what you want to say. It's too late for us. And even though, I am still completely in love with you…"

The girl had let it slip like she had feared. The curly-headed man's eyes widen at the words he had heard. She was still in love with him?

"I mean…" she tried to counter what she had exposed as she turned towards him looking at his eyes.

When the two blue orbs connected with his brown ones, they both got lost in them. Their breath quickened as well as their heartbeats. Their palm sweating and the room temperature seemed to rise. Next thing they knew, they were leaning in and seconds pass till the two finally close the gap, letting their lips touched one another.

She wraps her arms around his neck as he pulls her onto his lap, making her straddling him. The kiss began to deepened and his hands were found in the side of her body, lifting the shirt up a bit. Just as his cold hands touched her skin, she immediately pulled away. She stood up and walked towards the door leaving him all alone in the room...

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Fight For Me

Nicholas sat there in the dark for just a few moments trying to process what just happened. He had just kissed his first love, the woman that is about to marry another guy months from now. He knew it was wrong. But at the same time, the sparks, the passion that he had always felt between them was still there. As their lips touched and she deepened the kiss, he knew that she loved him as much as he loved her.

Just then, he immediately stood up and rushed towards the young woman running down the stairs, trying to catch her. He ran as fast as he can as he spots her at the bottom of the steps. His pace quickened just as her hand was now placed on the knob on the front door. However, as she opened the white barricade just a bit, he grabbed her hand and turned her around to face him.

Their eyes met. Blue met brown. Brown met blue. Their four orbs began to get lost into one another. Forgetting about everything, the two just stood there as if time had frozen.

His heart palpitated slowly whereas hers was quickened. It made a soft beat, slowly matching together, creating a peaceful, serene, and perfect beats.

A tear suddenly fell from her oceanic blue orbs making the time to move once again and for the two young lovers to face reality. He quickly grabbed her towards him and held her close. Her head on his chest, hearing his heart beats while at the same time, the tear that fell continued down her cheeks and onto his shirt.

They knew they loved each other and that no one can ever replace one another in each other's heart. They knew that their love is more than the earth and even the universe. It is "like the wind; you can't see it, but you can feel it."

He loosened the grip he had on her and let her pull away from him. The breath he didn't know he was holding was finally let out from soft velvet lips as they continued to stare at one another.

"I love you…" he whispered as he copied her previous actions, letting one tear fall from his left brown orb. "But if you're happy with him, I'm willing to let you go."

With that, he leaned close to her and let his lips seal the gap between him and her. His lips lingered on her skin for a few seconds before pulling away and sliding on the side of her, exiting his brother's house to take a quiet walk along the neighborhood.

She stood there as he disappeared; feeling as if she had run out of breath to take and as if her heart had been yanked away from her chest. The tears then multiplied and a whimper escaped her mouth. Her hand quickly moved from the side of her body and towards her stomach, letting it rest there while her knees slowly give in and as she fell onto the ground. She sobbed mercilessly not caring about anyone else. She felt so guilty, so broken. She knew she loved him more than her fiancée. But, she doesn't want to hurt Liam's heart and most importantly, how does she know that Nicholas won't break her heart again. She couldn't go back to him. Her heart wants to, but her mind is telling her it's not the right choice.

Suddenly, she felt two arms wrapped around her. She looked up to find her best guy friend, her first love's older brother comforting her like he had always done since they met one another. He had always been there for her through thick and thin, through heartaches, and through happiness. He had been like a big brother to her and as she looked at him, still with tears dropping down from her eyes, she smiled weakly.

"Everything will be alright," he told her softly while he continued to rub her back and hugging her tightly.

The next day, Miley woke up in the guest room wondering where Nick was. When she had finally settled down with help from Joseph, she went to bed while Joe stayed in the living room waiting for his younger sibling.

Pushing away the blanket, she got out of bed and walked towards her suitcase to gather her clothes. Finally finding what she's going to wear for today, she went straight to the bathroom. She then took off the clothes she was wearing and gone inside the shower. Letting the water fall on her head and body, she stood there motionless for a while. Her thoughts were clouded by the curly-headed boy that she once called hers and the kisses they shared the night before. A sigh escaped her lips as she recalled those memories before continuing her shower once again.

After almost half an hour, she got out of the shower and put on the jean shorts, white V-neck shirt, and a light natural make up. Exiting the bathroom and her temporary bedroom, she headed downstairs. As she walked down the stairs, she spotted the young man she had been thinking about, lying on the couch fast asleep.

Step by step, her feet lead her standing in front of him. Her eyes watch the detailed of his face. Her orbs examining his soft pink velvet lips that seemed so inviting to her at this very moment, his long eyelashes, his perfect pale skin, and his curly hair that looks so messy yet so perfect. She also notices the tear stain on his cheek. Her lips curled into a frown knowing that she was the one who caused him to cry. Although most of the time, he is the reason why she would cry, she doesn't want to be the reason why he cried. She doesn't want to know that he's hurting because that only hurts her more.

"You know," Demi whispered to Miley loud enough for her to hear as she walked down the staircase. "Joe told me that he came home still crying after his walk and even I could hear him whimpering after Joe had gone to bed next to me."

The soft curly brunette stared at her best friend with sadness clouding her face expressions.

"He loves you Miley," the mother of Miley's goddaughter continued. "And you, you love him too. As much as you want to not admit it or hide it deep within you, you know that you love him more than you love Liam. You're just afraid, afraid that he will hurt you like before."

The young woman who is about to get married looked down on the man lying in front of her and then back at her best friend who is now on the end of the staircase. She walked away from the sleeping man and joined her friend as they both walk towards the kitchen. While she took a seat on the stool, she watches as Demi grabbed both of them coffee.

Silence filled the air for a few moments. Demetria sat on the chair across from her closest friend without saying a word. She looked at the young lady and a sigh was let out of her lips.

"Miles…" she said.

"I don't know what to do," Miley Ray interrupted. "It's true. I am still completely in love with him. But, I'm marrying Liam in a few months and I can't break his heart! I don't want to break him, Dems. But, when we kissed… when Nick and I kissed last night…."

"Wait, what?" asked the stunned best friend, her eyes seemingly about to bulge out of their sockets. "You and Nick… kissed?"

The brunette gulped as she realized that her friend didn't know about last night and that she had just spilled it. However, instead of covering it up, she responded, "Twice…"

Demi couldn't believe it. Her eyes widened and her breath was caught. The two ex-lovers that she is secretly pulling for had just kissed… TWICE! Inside she squealed like a teenage girl but she didn't want her friend to know, so she tried to play it cool as she could.

"So?" she asked curious on how Miley felt about it.

Though the godmother was hesitant on answering, she still did.

"It was… still perfect," she said as she recalled the moments when his lips touched hers. "Our lips fit together and I felt the sparks that I always used to feel whenever we would kiss. It's like nothing changed."

The rockstar, the wife of her best friend's first love's brother couldn't help but to smile.

"But," Miley continued. "Before he took his walk and after our second kiss, he told me that he was finally letting me go. Letting me be happy with Liam."

Demetria's grin turned upside down, creating a small frown on her face.

For a couple of minutes, silence filled the air once again. No one knew what to say. Until, the superstar, Miley Ray whispered softly as if she was only telling herself, "I don't want him to. I want him to fight for me…"

With that, a tear trickled down her cheek and onto the surface of the table. At the same time, although her voice was not loud at all and was as soft as a gentle breeze, he could hear it from where he was standing. He heard it, those words, "I want him to fight for me…"

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mmk. That's it. That's the end of this story... hehehe. JK.

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