So Miley's dress can be found if you really want to see it by typing in Oli Saturdays fashion range, it's the black one that Frankies wearing. (:
Another update. I'm going to try update my other ones now.
Disclaimer: Nothings mine.
6.
Miley smiled, as she headed towards the car leaving Joe to shut everything up. On noticing Kevin and Nick sat in the backseat, her smile grew into a grin.
"We decided we want to go home for a little while" Nick explained.
"Don't worry, it's your holiday, we're not gonna gate crash" Kevin grinned, before turning back to Briony who was sat in her car seat between Nick and Kevin in the back.
"I can't wait to see your Mom and Dad again, and Frank"
"Mom's way too excited to see you too and Briony, we come in close third I think"
Laughing, Miley pushed the on button for the radio.
"Is this your CD?" Kevin asked raised eyebrow as some cheesy boy band began to sing.
"No..." Miley trailed off as the three of them burst into laughter.
"Ready..." Joe stopped as he climbed into the car, shutting the door behind him. "In my defence they sent us a CD for our record company, I think they're pretty good"
Miley wiped the tears from her eyes, patting Joe on the shoulder.
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"Are you sure you don't mind looking after Briony tonight?" Joe asked once again.
Denise smiled, shaking her head. "Of course not Joseph, Nick and Kevin have no plans so I'm sure we'll be fine. Tonight's a big night"
Joe grinned. "I know. I felt sick this morning with nerves"
Hugging her son tightly, Denise grinned. "Don't mess this up"
"Yeah, thanks Mom"
"You know Joe, we still need to talk"
Sighing, Joe pulled away from the hug. "The answers to that conversation need to come from Miley mom and I promise soon enough she will talk to you, you just need to give her time"
"I still don't understand Joe"
"You will, soon enough"
--
Joe sighed as he looked towards the bathroom door once more.
"What if she says no?"
"She's not going to"
"How do you know? What if she's not ready?" Joe began to fret once more.
"Joe, calm down. You've been together 6 years in five weeks, which to me says something" Kevin replied.
"But what with everything that's happened in the past 14 months..."
"I believe that this is what she wants Joe, but you're not going to know until you ask her are you?"
"I guess not" Joe sighed. "I feel sick"
"It's gonna be fine, I know you won't mess this up"
"I will if one more person says that to me" Joe shot back.
Laughing, Kevin looked down at Briony who was lay on his chest, one of her toys being swung around by its leg. "I have someone who wants to wish you luck too"
Joe couldn't help but grin as Briony gurgled happily down the phone at him. "Joe, I have to go. Briony's decided to chuck things at a sleeping Nick. Good luck!"
Laughing, Joe flipped his phone shut as he heard the other end go dead. Miley appeared from the bathroom a few minutes later, a smile on her face.
"What should I wear?"
"Anything you want to beautiful"
"Well what if I want to wear this towel?" Miley asked walking towards where he was sat on the edge of the bed.
"I don't have a problem with that, but I'm not sure how the other people in the restaurant would feel" He smirked, his arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her closer.
Leaning down to kiss him, she smiled as she pulled away, pecking his nose. "Are you going to tell me what I've done to deserve this night out?"
"Can I not treat you?"
"Of course you can"
A grin on his face, Joe squeezed her waist a little. "Are you going to get dressed?"
"Yes" She rolled her eyes, pulling away from him and walking towards the wardrobe in the hotel. Pulling out a small black dress, a few silver studs lining the material, Miley slipped it on turning to Joe. "Is this too much?"
"It's perfect. You're perfect"
Smiling, Miley slipped the bracelet and necklace Joe had brought her for Christmas on and made her way back to Joe. "You're not half bad yourself"
Joe had decided on some tight black jeans and a plain white top, his leather jacket topping it off. "I feel underdressed next to you"
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Miley giggled again as Joe's hands wove around her waist, pulling her to a stop at the top of the beach.
"Where are we going?" She asked as Joe gripped her hands, pulling her towards the ocean.
"Swimming"
"No way! My dress will get ruined"
Rolling his eyes, Joe pulled his shirt over his head, before letting his jeans drop from his legs, shoes and socks following. Making sure the small box was tucked safely into the waistband of his boxers, Joe grinned chucking his clothes at her.
"Come on, it sucks to swim alone" He called as he made his way down and into the awaiting water.
"Joe..."
"Can't hear you! You'll have to come into the water"
Rolling her eyes, Miley pulled the dress over her head, running towards where Joe was floating, a smirk on his face.
"It's cold"
Gripping her waist once more, Joe pulled her closer, her legs wrapping around his waist, forehead resting against his own.
"Better?" He asked.
"Much" She smiled joining her lips to his.
"I love you" She mumbled as the need for air became a necessity.
"Marry me?"
"Wh-what?" She asked pulling her head away from his to look at him.
"Is that a no?" He whispered, looking down a little.
Shaking her head, she placed a hand under his chin lifting his face to meet her eyes again. "That's a are you serious?"
"Deadly"
Grinning, one hand gripped the back of his head, pulling him as close as humanly possible and kissing him.
"Yes"
Pulling the ring from the box, he slipped it onto her finger a huge smile on his face.
"It's beautiful Joe"
"Like you"
She smiled, kissing his cheek lightly. "Wow"
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Pulling the clothes back on, Miley shivered as the cold air hit her soaking wet body.
"Ugh, my dress is already wet"
Picking his jacket up, Joe slipped it over her shoulders, letting her slip her arms into it.
"Thank you"
He smiled kissing her forehead lightly as they made their way back to the sidewalk. "You want to get a taxi?"
"How far is the hotel from here?"
"6 blocks"
She shook her head as they began to walk back. "You can give me a piggyback though"
Joe laughed as she jumped onto his back, her arms gripping around his neck.
"Pap alert" He heard her mutter into his ear, Joe's eyes darting to the few photographers stood about 100ft ahead of them.
"It's a good job I have a reason to smile then" Joe smiled, turning his head a little to catch her eyes.
Pressing her lips to his neck, she smiled in response.
"MILEY! JOE!" Miley couldn't help but roll her eyes as she buried her face deeper into Joe's shoulder, pushing the flashing lights out of her mind. She felt Joe squeeze her leg a little tighter in his grip as he led them through some of the paps.
"Is that an engagement ring Miley?"
She giggled quietly against Joe's skin, causing the smile he'd tried to force back to slip onto his lips.
"Is that a yes?" – "When did this happen?" – "Do you guys have a date set?"
The only responses the reporters received were Mileys soft giggles and the large smile that wouldn't disappear from Joe's face however hard he tried.