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Miley's Point Of View:

"What side if me?" I asked him. As far as I knew, I was just plain old Miley all the time.

"This side of you!" he grinned, "I mean, normally you're the shy girl…but when I kiss you you're like a animal!"

He laughed, which made me blush. Animal? Wow.

"Oh…That's a good thing, right?"

"Of course it is," he smiled, and started to stare right into my eyes.

So, I stared back. Big mistake. I stared into his gorgeous, chocolate brown eyes that you'd do anything for and…anyway, I was staring at him and looked like an idiot. He looked at me curiously.

"What are you thinking about?" he asked randomly.

I didn't even have to think. The answer came out in a rush and I couldn't stop it.

"You."

Well, it worked because a huge smile spread across his amazingly perfect face. I smiled, "What are you thinking about?" I asked him.

"Oh, this beautiful, intelligent, amazing, perfect, pretty girl." He grinned.

"Wow, do I know her?" I asked, smiling like a kid at a candy store.

"Um, I don't know. You might know her. She has the most beautiful face you could ever imagine and deep, ocean eyes that every time I look into them I feel like the luckiest guy in the whole world."

"Woah, she must be lucky," I murmured.

"Nah, I think I'm the lucky one for having such an amazing girl. Well, to be honest, I don't even know if she is my girl yet…"

I smiled dreamily, "I'm sure she'd love to be your girl."

He smiled straight back at me, "You think so?"

"Sure I do."

There was an awkward silence, this would be Joe's time to run in and yell, "AWKWARD!" But, he wasn't there. It was just me and Nick.

His face edged closer to mine, "I don't know if I have the guts to ask her to be my girl…" he whispered.

"Why not?" I whispered back, "You're the most confident guy I know, and I'm one hundred percent sure she'll say yes."

"Yeah, well…" he paused, "She kinda…makes me nervous."

I swear, at that moment I could've squealed and hugged him. I made the Nick Gray nervous?!

"Oh, I'm sure she doesn't mean to. And I'm sure she's very sorry that she does," I mumbled.

"No, she can't help it."

There as another pause, all we could hear was each others breathing. So, I had two options: lay there like a weirdo or kiss him right there. Guess which one I chose? I wrapped my arms around his neck suddenly, and kissed him. It was weird, because Nick was normally the one who kissed me. But, it felt nice to kiss him, to take him by surprise. I could feel him smile as our lips met. So, I deepened it.

He pulled away, "Hey, hey, slow down, tiger," he chuckled, "What's the rush?"

"Sorry," I whispered, breathing embarrassingly heavy and unevenly.

"Nah, it's okay," he said soothingly. Nick put a lock of my hair behind my ear; "Miley?"

"Y-yeah?"

"Will you…would you…be my girl?" he asked, I was surprised to hear a little nervousness in his voice.

I bit my lower lip and smiled like a total weirdo, "I'd love to!"

He breathed out a sigh of relief and his breath flew across my face, causing me to giggle.

Nick got off of me and sat up, I sat up beside him.

"So…are we 'official' now?" I asked awkwardly.

"Yeah…if you want us to be…"

"You know what, Nicky? I'd ask for nothing more."

I noticed him smile when I said 'Nicky'. He didn't seemed annoyed by the nickname anymore. In fact, it looked like he was starting to like it. So, there I was, the luckiest girl in the world sat with the most perfect, amazing, handsome boy ever.

And then his Dad came in.