One Way to Say I LOVE YOU

Chapter 1: Three Years

A/N : Remember this is before the death. I am starting before the death. Also remember that it's Miley's POV.

"Life is precious, Life is short…"

Ever since I met him, Nick, everything then became about him. I couldn't stop thinking about him ever. I loved him. Was it possible to actually have love at first site? We met as two regular teenagers running around town, even though I kind of ran into him. When he said that he was fine and it was okay that I ran into him, I knew he was perfect. I know it sounds stupid, but it wasn't. Before I could let him leave, I grabbed his arm and wrote my number on his arm. He just smiled and then ran off. I was hoping so much that he would call me.

After going home and sitting by my cell phone for hours, he finally did. I tried not to sound so excited. He just softly asked if I was the girl he ran into earlier today, and I said yes without a pause. Since then everything has been perfect. I couldn't ask for my life to be any different…

It's been almost been three years since the first day that we met and it's still perfect. Only thing that kind of bugs me is that he wants us to find our own place to live, even though we are only sixteen.

"Baby, how about this place for our anniversary dinner?" He was looking online at restaurants for our anniversary, it was sweet, but he said before it was going to be a surprise for me.

"I'm not going to keep looking, you said it was a surprise."

"I know, but I want you to actually like this place. Plus, the restaurant is not the only surprise."

"Oh, so there's more than just a dinner." I walked over and sat on him lap, draping my arms around his neck and twirling some of him curly hair in between my fingers. I looked down at the computer screen and nodded, "Yes, this place looks good, just like the other three before it. Now just chose one. I don't care where we go."

"Miley, it's going to be our three year anniversary of being together, now don't you want that to be special?" Oh, he was trying to get his charm to set it, so I had to gave in.

"Okay, yes, but all that I need is actually you." I looked at him and tilted his head back to face me by pulling on his hair, "because I don't really need a fancy restaurant or a dress to make it special. I just need you."

"I see where you're coming from, but I want it to be special. So, I'm making you go to the fancy restaurant and wear that dress. Plus, if you say No…you will regret it." His threatening was horrible. He could never threat. He was just plainly horrible at it.

"Okay, okay." I patted on his chest and shacked my head, "I'll go to your fancy restaurant and wear the fancy dress on one condition." I put up one finger and shacked it in front of his face, his eyes were following it.

"What is that? I wear a monkey suit?" He started laughing and once I ran it through my mind, then I was laughing too.

"Okay, that makes two conditions. One, you were a monkey suit, and if you can't find one then wear your usual tuxes you wear." I shacked my hand for some dumb reason, maybe to look like my friend Emily, to make it look more dramatic. "Two, You come on time, not late." I went back to my one finger and started poking him in the middle of his chest.

"Okay, I promise. Pinky-sware?" He stuck out his pinky. We loved doing childish agreements and games. It always entertained us and that was just our personality. I stuck mine out and we pinky-swore/shacked on it. I got off his lap and went back to my book I was reading.

The next morning, I remember waking up the smell of Roses right next to my face. Oh, it was so sweet. I sat up in my bed and found 'I LOVE YOU' written in rose petals across the other side of my bed. I even found a dozen Roses in a boutique on my pillow too. I think I even almost started to cry. It wasn't even our anniversary, which was in three days, and he just wanted to act romantic. I grabbed my phone from my bed side and texted 'I love it & I love you!' over and over again until my screen told me to stop.

Five minutes later, he finally texted me back acting funny and quirky 'Whatever do you mean?'. I just rambled to myself and texted him back at the same time saying 'The rose petals, boutique, OMG I just love you!!!'. I got out of my bed and took a picture of it. I saved it and then put it as my wallpaper. I held the phone close to my chest and twirled around. He didn't text me back. I got ready for the day suspecting that he was going to be coming to my house, and I was right, he did. Once he stepped one foot into the house I tackled him with my hugs and kisses. He just hugged and kisses me back.

My dad was in the kitchen making a sandwich like usual, which it was embarrassing to be doing that in front of him, "Hey now, Miles, I don't need to be seeing that down here." I turned around and just smiled and nodded. Me and Nick started to walk upstairs until my dad said Nick's name. "Nick, somehow make her shut up. She has been dancing, singing, and showing off what you did this morning." Nick just laughed and I stuck out my tongue at my daddy. We continued to walk upstairs.

We talked for hours, we only walked back downstairs to get something to drink then we snuck back upstairs laughing which made my dad turnaround from watching TV. Nick surprised me by saying that my dad had helped him that morning by letting him in and helping him set it up. I kept kissing and hugging him. I couldn't stop myself, I was just in love like crazy.

Every morning from then I had woken up to something different until Friday morning. There was just a note. It said, 'Sorry I ran out of surprises for you to wake up too, but I'll make it up to you tonight. Love, Nick'. I didn't mind that I didn't have a surprise waiting for me that morning, I was just excited to see the note and for the dinner that night.

Throughout the whole day I couldn't stay still, so I went for a walk, then I took a shower. After my shower I still couldn't sit still, it was so funny. I was making my dad laugh and I just told him to shut up. He silently laughed the rest of the day. I was texting my friend Mandy too, she was so excited for me. She couldn't believe it had been three years for Nick and I. After I ate something for lunch I read that book I had started about four days ago and forgot to go back to. I was actually a good book. I got so attached to it that I finished it. Then it was finally around five o'clock. I could finally get ready. I was so excited.

I curled my hair and lightly combed through it so then it wasn't curly Q's. To me, it seemed perfect just like everything. I finally did my make-up, not to light and not to heavy. Just perfect. I was saying that all night. The clock was ticking closer and closer to seven, but that had felt like forever. You know that feeling when you're focusing on the clock and everything seems to be in slow motion.

I finally decided to go. I was sick of sitting on my bed watching the clock tick at a major slow speed. I got in my car and started to drive off. Even the clock in my car seemed to be going the same speed as the one in my bedroom. I swore every clock on the planet was against me. I was surprised that I actually took my time getting to the restaurant. I hadn't seen his car yet when I had pulled into the parking lot, I bet he was going to make this huge entrance. I got out of my car and walked to the restaurant, I looked at my cell phone. It said 7:02 pm. I didn't care if he was a little late, like five minutes or so. I asked the waitress for my seat and she led me there, I sat down and looked everywhere. He was nowhere to be found. I kept glancing at my phone for the next 30 minutes. The waitress kept coming back and asking if I wanted anything, but I said I would wait, and I did until I could take it any longer. I walked back out to my car crying.