Today was Thursday. And Tomorrow? Friday. The day Nick was getting married. I haven't even decided if I'm actually going to the wedding. At the moment, I was sitting at my desk pretending to do the loads of work that was piling up. Demi has been taking care of my slack for the last couple of days. Honestly, I feel bad. I was in a slump and she was paying for it. I didn't want to work. I just wanted Nick. Was that so bad?

"Mi, I hate to ask you this..." Demi bit her lip. I should have know- I was taking way too much advantage of her.

"You can say anything, Demi," I said, knowing fully well that she was probably fed up with my depressed attitude.

"Can you take my night shift tonight. Joe and I just got back together and he asked me out for tonight. I know its the day before-,"Demi continued, but I cut her off.

"No, no. Don't worry. I would love to do it," I said sincerely. "I'm glad you guys are patching things up," I smiled. She grinned.

"Yeah, it feels so much more stronger this time around. Like he really cares about this relationship."

"That's good. You don't find guys like Joe lying around everywhere, ya know," I winked at her. She nodded, fully understanding what I was saying.

"Well, I better get going," she said as she looked around the office. People were beginning to stuff their papers in their bags after a long day of work. I nodded at her. It seemed that time had been moving slowly lately. It was a countdown until I lost Nick permanently. I sighed as Demi slowly left me drowning in my own thoughts.

"Hey," Nick said as he walked out of his office. He looked a bit confused as he looked between Demi's desk and my desk. "Umm.."

"Demi has a date with Joe tonight," I answered his unsaid question. Realization dawned on him. We would be stuck in an office all night- the day before his wedding. "What do you want for dinner tonight?"

"How about Carlo's," he answered automatically as though he had been rehearsed. I nodded back and he slipped into his office quietly. The night shift was pretty event less. Before we knew it, it was already one o'clock – our normal time to leave. We started to pack our bags and Nick dragged out his bulky briefcase. Boy, does that boy work a lot. He started to check all the windows and doors as I made my way to the parking lot. I didn't want to spend too much time in there. I was afraid I would say something I knew I shouldn't. I quickly got into my car and stuck my key into the ignition. I turned it and waited for the engine to rumble. It didn't. I tried the same process. The engine stayed silent again. I groaned as I hit my head to the wheel. Out of all the days in the world, today just had to be the day that hated me. Tomorrow hates me too. Oh god, all the days hate me. I walked out of the car and slammed the door, creating an echo through the parking garage. Nick was walking down the stairs at the exact same moment. Great.

"Whats the matter?" Nick asked as he was walking toward my car. His car was on the end of the parking lot. Why was he walking over here? Oh yeah, I'm sobbing like an idiot in the middle of a parking lot.

"My-my car. Won't," my tears were clouding up my thought process. Why was even crying?

"Shhhh," Nick said softly. He wrapped his arms around me as I sobbed into his shirt.

"My car won't start," I said when I finally gained my composure back. Nick rubbed my bare arms as he tried to calm me down a little bit more.

"We'll call the mechanic," Nick said like any normal person. I nodded as I realized the logic in his words. "Here, why don't we leave this till the morning. You seem tired," he stroked my cheek, wiping away my stray tears.

"How am I supposed to get home," I pointed lamely at my car. I really wasn't thinking. It was one and I was tired.

"I'll drive you home," Nick chuckled. He put a hand on the small of my back as he led me to his car. He sighed as he turned on the engine and I wondered what was on his mind. Was I being a burden?

"Umm..so," he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "I don't know the directions to your place."

"Oh, just turn right up here. Its not that far," I said as I took in where exactly we were in New York City. Nick listened. It was getting to be eerily quiet in the car so I turned on the radio. I kept switching the channels as Nick chuckled. "What?" I asked, annoyed. What was so funny?

"Nothing. Just forget it," Nick smirked.

"No. Tell me," I said adamantly. Nick shook his head, tossing his curls all over the place. "Fine."

"Awww, come on, Mi, don't be like that," Nick turned to me, placing one hand on my knee and keeping the other on the steering wheel. I tried to mentally ignore that my insides where flipping from his touch.

"Be like what, Nick?" I glared at him. "Just tell me. Its not like I'm going to go after you with a pitchfork or something."

"You just looked really cute trying to decide on the station. Your cheeks just flush up with excitement with the music," he said sincerely. Oh. I blushed and Nick turned to keep his eyes on the road. His hand was still on my knee. "Is this it," Nick asked as he slowed down to a building. I nodded. He parked the car on the curb and I sat silently for a minute, pondering if I should just confess everything now. I decided not to.

"Thanks," I mumbled as I stumbled out of his car. I was walking to the building's door when I heard something.

"Miley," Nick's voice sounded hoarse. He sounded like he had something to say but not enough time to. I turned around to see him a couple of steps away from me.

"Nick..." I trailed. What was he going to do? He stepped forward. And with each step he took, I stood still. He was a couple of inches away from me. We didn't say a word as he pushed his lips onto mine. All of a sudden, I felt on top of the world. It was like I was on a high. His tongue licked my lips, begging for an entrance. I obliged. His arms circled around my waste as I jumped up to wrap my legs around him. He caught me and stumbled forward a little. He started staggering to the door. Once we got there, I detached my lips as he started to work on my neck. I punched in to alarm code and opened the door. We both stumbled into the lobby. Luckily, the night guard was asleep and our little session was going by unnoticed. "Elevator," I gasped in between kisses. Nick took us into the elevator and we ended up in my penthouse moments later. As soon as the door shut, Nick dropped me down.

"God, you're amazing," Nick breathed as he connected our lips again. He slammed me against the wall and started placed open mouth all over my exposed skin. I quickly made a decision as a grabbed his tie and placed a hard kiss on his mouth. I was leading him to the bedroom. I slammed him onto the bed and climbed on top of him. He fumbled with the buttons on his pants as I grabbed a condom for a drawer. Hey, a girl needs to be prepared. When I turned to look at him, his shirt was off and he was reaching for mine. Once he got it off his eyes darkened with lust. I led his hands to the clasp of my bra as he slid it off of me.

"Nick," I murmured into his skin. He pressed a kiss onto my temple as he slowly started to work down my skin. "I think," I fingered his boxers and smiled devilishly, "this should really go off." I slipped my hand into his boxers and started to touch him. He groaned at the contact. I rubbed him and massaged him and was silently pleased with myself as he groaned with pleasure.

"Mi," he flipped us over. He was on top of me. He cupped my breasts and smothered them with kisses. His fingers made their way down to my panties as he slid them in.

"Nick," I begged as he started to tease me. He plunged his fingers in, "Oh. My. God," He worked his fingers in and out. He worked his magic as I gave out cries of pleasure. And trust me, there were a lot of cries. "Nick I need you now," I demanded. He didn't say a word as he took of his boxers and rolled on the condom that I had put aside earlier. He slid off my panties and pushed into me. "Oh, Nick."

"Mi, you feel so good," his breathing was ragged. I flipped him over and started to ride him. This way, I could see his face contorting with all the signs of pleasure. "Miley, baby," he moaned. He quickly flipped me over and pushed in as hard and fast as he could. I gasped in surprise as he started to pick up with even more speed. God, this boy was determined. "Miley, I'm-," he couldn't finish his sentence, but I could tell he was getting close. He put all his energy in as he pushed into me one more last time. That did the trick. My walls tighten and we both screamed into each other. Nick buried his face into the crook of my neck. "That was amazing." He rolled over and we fell asleep from the strenuous activity that we just performed.

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