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Mitchie and Joe left later, leaving Miley by herself until her parents got home. She walked into the living room and watched some T.V, however, the moving images on the screen did not satisfy her. She wanted to be with Nick, to ask him what he needed to 'sort out'. She reached into her pocket and pulled out her mobile. Miley hesitated as she punched in his number. Her thumb hovered over the 'start call' button. (a/n: Eh, I have no idea what it's called…you know, the green phone button on your mobile? :D) If he answered, what would she say? She had seen him less that 2 hours ago, and she didn't want to seem clingy. However, the desire to here his voice again was over powering her, and she finally called him.

She pressed the phone to her ear, listening to the 'ring, ring, ring, ring'.

"Hello?" he answered casually.

"Uh…hey." Miley felt like hitting herself.

"Miley, hey! 'Sup?" he asked.

Miley was pleasantly surprised, he actually wanted to know what was up with her? She smiled to herself and simply replied, "Not much. What about you?"

"Pretty much the same."

Miley bit her lip, this conversation was going nowhere. She wanted to know what he needed to sort out, but didn't have the confidence to ask him.

"Oh."

Nick paused, not sure what to say, "So…why did you call?"

"Oh, right. I called you? Oh, yeah. I did. Um, yeah. I just wanted to talk, you know."

Nick chucked, amused by her embarrassed nature, "Okay then. I'm here to talk to."
They stayed on the phone all night, chatting. They found themselves so interested in each other that it was almost impossible to end the call. Miley went to sleep that night, thinking about Nick; the owner of her heart.

-Next day, school-

When Miley entered the school, there was a huge crowd. Full of curiosity, she pulled up a random kid walking away from the growing crowd.

"Hey," Miley smiled, sweetly, "Uh, what's going on over there?"

The kid shrugged her shoulders, and crinkled her nose, "Something about Nick braking up with Selena…but according to Selena, she broke up with him…" the kid slouched off.

"Oh, wow." Mitchie gasped. She grabbed Miley's wrist and dragged her to the crowd.

The two girls fought their way through the crowd of people, until the got to the front. Selena, Harper and Gabriella were all surrounding Selena's locker, taking about Nick.

"Yeah, so, he rang me and I was like 'Oh, hi' and he was like 'Why aren't you happy to talk to me?!' and I was like 'Nick, you're so moody! We're OVER!'"

Harper and Gabriella listened to her lies with little interest.

"Oh, this is…wow! We have to go and talk to Joe about his…" Mitchie grinned.

"Um, Mitch…" Miley followed Mitchie as she pushed her way through the crowd to get into the hallway.

Mitchie turned around and smiled at her best friend, "Yes?"

"Uh, don't you think we should give Nick some space? I mean, it must be hard for him…just ending his relationship and all..."

Mitchie shrugged.

"Ah, Miley…" Selena's voice cackled behind her next victim.

"Selena…" Mitchie growled.

Selena pushed Miley over, onto the floor, causing Miley to bang her head and hurt her left hand. Miley groaned in pain.

"Ha, that's what you get for being in my way!" Selena hissed, then clip-clopped off in her heels.

Mitchie helped Miley up, trying to her best to touch her left hand.

"Should I take you to the nurse's office?" Mitchie asked, worried.

"Um, I don't know," Miley sighed.

They walked further up the hall, until the beg rang, indicating that the kids had few minutes to get to class.

"Oh no, I better go to class…" Miley sighed, she hated leaving Mitchie.

"Um, yeah, okay. I'll see you after class. Be careful!" Mitchie smiled, and walked off to her next class.

Miley walked into her class—which was Math—and sat down on an empty desk. She guessed the empty chair next to would never be filled, so she rested her books on it, as her hands were too weak to carry them anymore.

"Miss. Stewart, is something wrong?" Ms. Butters asked, looking over to Miley.

"Uh, I just hurt my left hand. It's hurting a little…" Miley winced, as it started to throb again.

Ms. Butters raised an eyebrow, "Okay Miley. If it starts to hurt, tell me, and I'll send you to the school nurse."
Miley nodded, and rested her hand on the desk in front of her.

Nick stud up, as he watched Miley hold her hand and wince.

"Dude, where are you going?" Jackson asked.

"I'm going to see Miley…" Nick replied.

Jackson stared at Nick, confused. Eventually, he just shrugged.

Nick approached Miley's table and removed the books from the chair beside her. He sat next to her and smiled, "Hey you."

Miley looked up at him and smiled so big once she realized he was sat next to her.

"Nick!"

He smiled at her, but then looked down at her hand, "What happened?" he questioned.

Miley stiffened, how was she supposed to tell him?

"Oh…well…Selena kind of…" Miley trailed off, unable to say much more.

"Selena…" Nick hissed through his teeth.

Miley shivered as the pain grow worse, "It's nothing I just…tripped." Miley lied pathetically, and Nick knew she was lying.

"You should go to the nurse." Nick said.

"I know, but I don't want to miss class," Miley confessed, opening her book.

"Who cares about missing class?" Nick's hand flew into the air.

"Yes, Nick?" Ms. Butters asked.

"May I take Miley to the nurse's office?" he asked.

Ms. Butters agreed, and Nick and Miley left the room, leaving dozens off whispering kids behind them.

Miley hobbled along, trying to keep up with Nick's fast pace. He noticed she was walking slowly, and slowed his pace so he could walk beside her.

"So…what's this I hear about you braking up with Selena?" Miley whispered.

"Oh, you heard about that?" Nick itched the back off his neck nervously.

"Yeah. I did."
Nick sighed and began to play with his hands, "Well, you know I told you I needed to sort some things out yesterday?"

Miley nodded, "Yeah?"

"Well, that's what I needed to sort out. I needed to end it with Selena. It just wasn't right. I felt terrible." Nick explained.

Miley looked at him as she hung his head, "Why did you feel so bad?" she asked, playing dumb.

Nick bought her act and continued to explain, "Well, I kissed you, didn't I? How was I supposed to keep it going with Selena when…all this happened between me and you?"

Miley blushed, "Uh, yeah I guess you're right." She paused, and took a deep breath, "Can I ask you something?"
Nick stopped walking and turned to face Miley, who also stopped, and turned to him. Miley grabbed his hands; and Nick intertwined their fingers. "Of course you can." He smiled.

Miley set her gaze on their hands, after a few seconds, she remembered what she was going to say. However, she didn't know how was going to say it. "Nick, what are 'me and you' exactly?"

"Um…humans?" Nick chuckled, but his smile faded soon enough, "Well, what do you mean?"

Miley bit her lip and sighed, "Well…I mean, I asked you what that kiss made us last night…and you said anything I want it to."
Nick rested his forehead on hers, smiling, "Yeah…?"

Miley mumbled under her breath, "I don't know what to do."
Nick rubbed circles in the palm of her hand soothingly with his thumb, "You don't have to do anything," he whispered.

"But I want to; I need to."

Nick shook his head, "No you don't."

"Then what am I supposed to do? Selena already bullies me enough, and when she finds out we kissed then I'll be dead meat…"

Nick cut her off, "Who said she has to find out?"

Miley bit her lip, flushing, "Well, no one. But she has a right to know, doesn't she? Or-or are you planning on keeping this a secret…?"

"Keeping what a secret?" Nick smirked.

"Nicky!" Miley whined.

Nick raised an eyebrow, smirking, "Nicky?!"

Miley blushed, "Sorry, I have no idea where that came from." She bit her lip.

Nick laughed, "Is that your new pet name for me or something?"

Miley giggled, "Well…it is awfully fun calling you that..."

Nick eyes widened, "Are you suggesting you're going to call me that?!"

"Please, Nicky?" Miley giggled, in a little baby voice.

Nick smiled, how could he resist that? "Okay, you can call me that. On one condition!"

"What's that?" Miley smiled.

He pouted his lips playfully and pointed to them. Miley stared at him for a moment, and then finally realized what he asking of her.

"Nick! We're right in the middle of the hall! What is someone see's us?" She whispered.

Nick shrugged, "Please? For Nicky?" he pouted again.

Miley blushed. She stud on her tip toes and give him a quick kiss.

Nick smiled, "Is that all I get?" he smirked. Although secretly, he thought her little, quick kisses were cute.

Miley bit her lip, smiling, "Well, sorry! What do you expect me to do?! Just make out with you in the middle of the hall?"

Nick's eyes twinkled, full of excitement, and he smiled hopefully.

Miley giggled, "No, Nicky."

He pouted again, "Oh, okay, spoil sport!" He stuck his tongue out at her playfully.

Miley laughed.

"We better get to the nurse's office." Nick said.

Miley was surprised in his sudden change of attitude: from playful to serious. They turned away from each other and began walking side-by-side again. Nick took her hand and intertwined their fingers. And they walked down the hall, hand-in-hand, not caring who was watching.