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No Point Of View:
Kevin, Nick and Joe stud in Miley's doorway; dripping wet.
"What have you guys been doing?" Mitchie smirked.
Joe walked over to his girlfriend and give her a wet, cold cuddle, "Come on, Mitchie, feel the love!"
Mitchie giggled, but pulled away. She planted a kiss on his cheek.
"So, what's up?" Miley asked, smiling. She didn't know why, but she found it impossible to discard the smile which was spread across her face.
"Nothing much," Joe grinned, "We just came to see you girls."
Nick and Kevin stud awkwardly at the doorway, with their hands firmly in their pockets.
"Come in," Miley offered, moving aside so they could get in.
"Nah, it's okay. I'm going to see Sharpay. I'll see you later, Nick. Bye, Joe." Kevin explained.
His disappearance left me and Nick along the hall way. Yes—alone.
"Hey." I mumbled, daring myself to look up at him.
"Hey." He replied, "Listen, I'm really sorry about earlier…that was…wrong of me."
Miley bit her lip, she'd been praying he wouldn't have brought this subject up.
"No, no. It's fine. No worries." Miley said, her voice was bleak.
"Are you okay? I mean…" Nick ran his fingers through his hair, "I mean, after I…" he stopped again, and lowered his voice, "You know…kissed you, I thought you would've been kind of upset."
"Why would I be upset?" Miley asked.
Nick looked at her, and his mouth hung wide open, "How can you…how can you practically forget what you said to me? And the way I answered you and the way I acted…you're not even bothered?"
Miley bit her lip, "No, it's not like that. I am bothered. But I don't understand what you want me to feel. Do you want me to hate you or something?!"
Nick whispered under his breath: "It'd made thing a lot easier…"
Miley felt her eyes grow wet and the tears threatening to spill over. But she was going to win the battle with her tears.
"What do you mean?"
Nick looked up at her. What was he supposed to say to her? He liked her. As in: more than a friend. And yet, he had a girlfriend. But he still had a desire to be with Miley. And he hated it. He hated how he needed to be with her. He hated how he wanted her so badly. And he hated how she loved him. But the thing he hated most what that he couldn't hate her. Not at all. Not even a little bit.
"I'm just having a really complicated time right now." Nick sighed.
Miley opened her mouth to say something, but her words were muted out by Joe.
"Miley, Nick! Are you guys coming in here or what?" Joe called.
Nick sighed and brushed pashed Miley, who reluctantly followed him into the living room.
Joe's Point Of View:
"There's something going on between them two," Mitchie whispered to me as Nick and Miley sat next to each other on the couch awkwardly. I say next to each other, but in fact, they were about a mile apart.
I nodded in agreement. Heck, they'd been sucking each other's faces of earlier (a/n: hehe, I love Joe :P) and now they're avoiding each other. Something must be up.
"Do you think we should do something?" Mitchie whispered again.
I shook my head. I had a feeling that this was going to work it's self out.
No one's Point Of View:
"I'm getting a drink," Miley declared, "Anyone else want one?"
Silence.
"Oh, okay." Miley walked into her kitchen, and rested elbows on the counter.
Why was he doing this to her? Why was he inviting her in, then pushing her away? Whatever. That kid is seriously messed up…And, I like it…No, Miley, shut up! Have you heard yourself? You LIKE that Nick's messed up? I think you'll find you're the messed up one here…
Miley argued with herself, until she felt the presence of somebody else in the room. She looked up, and he was right there. Smiling at her. Miley smiled back. He opened his mouth, about to say something; but then his mobile rang.
"I gotta take this," he cringed.
She sighed, and tapped her fingers on the counter impatiently. He scowled at her for being so immature.
"Hey, Selena…I'm kind of busy right now…No, I don't want to hang out tonight…Honestly. No, I don't want to! I'm busy, that's why!"
Nick stayed silent as Selena said something to him. It sounded like she was little angry.
"Yeah, I'm busy, LIVE WITH IT!" He pressed the 'end call' button angrily.
Miley stared at him, scared.
"Listen—I'm sorry about the way I talked to you earlier…"
Miley cut him off, "Nick, here we go again! You say something that I don't understand, and because I don't you get all frustrated and ignore me. Then, you come back to me apologizing!"
Nick looked down, "I know. I'm sorry, I really am. And, I wanted to…uh, forget it! Stop looking at me like that! Don't you understand how hard this is for me?! I've got a girlfriend, for crying out loud! And then you…"
He stopped, realizing he'd hurt her bad. He lowered his voice in a hushed, gentle tone; "You just come into my life. And…you changed pretty much everything."
"But I've always been here. I was your best friend. And you just forgot about me." Miley pointed out.
Nick sighed, knowing she had a fair point, "I know…I didn't meant to forget. It was a mistake—"
"A mistake?!" Miley gasped, "It was a mistake to forget a person?!"
Nick creased his brow, "No. I mean, yes. I mean…Oh, I don't know! I don't know anything anymore…"
Miley bit her lip. "Please, don't be angry."
Nick looked up at her, "I'm not angry I'm just…confused."
Miley leaned against the counter and watched him, "Well, what are you confused about?" she asked him.
"Is it that hard to guess?" he asked.
Miley nodded.
"Well, I just told you." He replied, getting more and more frustrated.
"You told me?" Miley paused; thinking back to a few moments earlier, "Oh, right."
"So, you see my dilemma?" he asked.
"Um, I think so." She paused, pressing her lips together, "But, let me get this straight: You have a girlfriend, Selena, and now I've came into your life—even though I've always been in it—and changed everything. What have I changed, exactly?"
Nick hung his head, "Everything."
"Such as…?" Miley pressed.
"Well, the way I feel about Selena. The way I can't go to sleep at night because I'm thinking of you. They way I want to be with you but force myself to stay away." Nick sighed, and lifted his head up again.
Miley blushed, biting her lip; "Oh."
They stud in silence, as the presence of one another became more and more tempting yet unbearable…
Miley took a step toward him, "I'm sorry."
"Why are you sorry?" he asked her, grabbing her hand.
She squeezed his hand tight and shut her eyes, "For making your life so complicated."
He lifted her head up with his right hand and stared right into her ocean blue eyes, "Hey," he whispered.
"H-hey," she whispered back, giggling a little.
Without realizing, both of their heads had been pressed together, forehead to forehead. As Miley realized this, her heartbeat increased dramatically, and began to breathe unevenly. Nick wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him. Miley looked into his eyes, losing her train of thought all over again.
He leaned in, until his breath flew onto her lips, causing her to shiver.
He leaned in more, about to kiss her lips; but Miley turned her head the other way so his lips landed on her cheek.
"What…?" Nick pulled away, staring at her, confused.
"Joe and Mitchie are just down the hall," Miley blushed, suddenly regretting her actions.
"So?" he asked her, his eyes twinkling.
Miley bit her lip as she felt her cheeks go red. He leaned in once again, temptation proving too much for both of them, and kissed her. However, before Miley had any time to deepen it, he pulled away. Gently, he removed his arm from her waist.
"Where are you going?" Miley asked, frowning with disappointment.
"To sort some things out," he replied.
"Oh." She mumbled.
Nick turned to leave, but Miley grabbed his arm. He turned to face her again, smirking.
"What are you smirking at?" she blushed.
"The reason that you can't get enough of me." He smirked, teasing her.
Miley blushed so much that she began to feel woozy, finally she remembered what she was going to say; "So…what exactly does this make us?" she asked.
"Whatever you want it to," he smiled.
Nick kissed her cheek, causing her to flush red, and exited, this time, taking her heart with him.