a/n: Hey! Pleasssee review. Oh yeah, I went bowling today with my year at school and Paranoid by the Jonas Brothers came on & we started dancing on the lanes xD. Hehe. Xx

Miley's Point Of View:

I expected Nick's dad to start screaming and yelling, but instead, he stayed pretty calm. Although when he spoke, he sounded a little stressed.

"Nick, get in the kitchen, now." He ordered after staring at us.

I was used to Nick getting shouted at. When we were younger, we'd be playing in his back yard and he'd throw some mud and it'd hit a window and his dad or mom would come out and yell at him. To Nick's parents, I was an angel. But, sometimes, I had my moments. Like the time I put sand in Nick's hair when we were 8 and it took him five days to get it out. Bu this time, however, I was a little scared for him. I mean, what would you think if you got home early from work and your son is on the couch with a girl when he's supposed to be at school?

Nick got up slowly and followed his dad into the kitchen. His dad closed the door and I sat there anxiously, trying to act like everything was fine. I failed. I soon began to tear up, because, what if this meant I wasn't allowed to see Nick again? I shook my head, trying to get rid of the thought, and then a giant yell came from the kitchen.

"Don't you DARE bring girls home from school when, not only you have a girlfriend but you're supposed to be at school! Don't you care about your education, Nicholas?" Paul, Nick's dad, yelled.

"Don't call me that!" Nick yelled back, "And yeah, I care about my education."

"Then why are you skipping school? And even better still, why is Miley skipping school with you?"

I dug my nails into the couch nervously.

It took Nick a while to respond, "She's here because I…brought her here."

"Why?"

I stared at the kitchen door, waiting for Nick's response. But I couldn't hear it, because he'd lowered his voice and all I could hear was a muffled mumble.

Nick's dad seemed to be calmer, and he spoke to Nick in a much more relaxed tone. I had the urge to burst into the kitchen and listen to their conversation. Okay…maybe bursting into the kitchen would be a bad idea.

The kitchen door suddenly swung open and I sat up straight like an idiot.

"Miley…" Paul began, "It's nice to, um, see you again…"

I turned to my head a tiny bit to see Nick standing nervously in doorway of the kitchen, leaning against one side of the door way, playing with his hands.

"I understand that you, um, don't want me to get you embarrassed so, I'm just going to come out and say it."
I closed my eyes tight and wished I was somewhere, anywhere but there.

"Miley…do you have feelings for—"

"INTRODUCING DOCTOR DOUCHE BAG!!!" Joe yelled as he swung the front door open.

At that moment I could've kissed Joe's feet. I was so happy that he'd saved me from having an embarrassing conversation with Paul that I started laughing like a clown.

"Hey, Miley!" he smiled, and ran to sit next to me.

I smiled at him, "Hi, Joe."

Joe noticed his dad standing in front of me, he looked at Nick who was still leaned against the doorway and back to me.

"What's going on?" he asked.

Awkward silence.

"Awkward…" Joe muttered in his famous way.

"Joseph, could you go to your bedroom or somewhere while I talk to Miley?" his dad asked.

"Uh sure…" Joe shrugged.

Joe left. Great. Whoopee.

"Now, Miley, as I was saying…" Paul started.

"Dad…" Nick whined.

"What now, Nick?" Paul asked Nick.

"Don't embarrasses her. I mean, ugh, I don't know…Just let her leave." Nick sighed.

Paul raised an eyebrow and looked at me again, "Miley, you don't mind if I ask you a simple question, do you?"

"Uh…" I whispered.

"So…uh…would you like to come to our house tonight? For, uh, dinner or something?" Paul asked.

I stared at him, then smiled, "Y-yeah!" I grinned.

I said my goodbyes and Nick walked home with me.

"What should I wear tonight?" I asked excitedly.

"It doesn't matter what you were, you still you beautiful," Nick told me.

"Aww, Nicky!" I cooed.

He chuckled lightly and kissed my nose, "Wear something causal."

"Like…?"

"A clown suit…?"

I laughed, "Oh yeah, great idea!"

Nick smiled, "Nah, just wear something you're comfortable in."

"Okay," I said, as I began to mentally run through all of my clothes.

"I'll see you tonight, then." Nick grinned.

"Yeah, see you." I smiled back.

"Sorry about my dad, by the way," Nick added quickly.

"Oh, that's okay."

"Mmm," Nick mumbled.

I noticed he was staring into thin air, deep in thought.

"Nicky?"

His head sprang up, "Yeah?"

I stud on my tiptoes and kissed him quickly.

I added, quite cutely before I ran into my house, "I love you."