I slipped on my solid silver pumps. Shoes. Check. Make up? I looked in the mirror to take in my appearance. My eyeshadow brought out the hint of blue in my eyes. The rest of my make up was inspired by a very natural look. I tilted my head to the back to get a peak of the rear view of my dress. It ended a couple of inches above my knees. Well, more than a couple of inches. But hey, when was it a crime to show off a little leg? Especially, when you had an affair with the groom. I picked up my hair and dropped it, letting it drape over my shoulders. My smooth curls dangled along the silver design of the dress. Something wasn't right. My hair was hiding the beauty of the shoulders of the dress. They were very eighties inspired. I made a quick decision and started to pin my hair up. There. Perfect. The micro mini was flattered by the bangles I slipped on as I started to head to the front of my apartment. I hope this isn't too much. I grabbed my clutch from the counter and started to walk out.
Demi's car was waiting for me out front. I hopped in and took a good look at her.
"Wow, we match," Demi squealed as I was processing her outfit. She looked drop dead gorgeous. She was wearing a metallic silver, sleeveless dress. Her shoes stood ten inches tall in a bold silver. Well, probably not ten inches. The dress, overall, gave her a slight glow. Joe was one lucky man.
"Um, Demz, you picked out this dress!" I reminded her. She let a "pffft" and waved her hand.
"I knew that," Demi grinned. "Haha, really, but when I was getting dressed...I didn't realize," she motioned at our dresses. I nodded at her cover up. She could be so forgetful sometimes. We start to babble about random things to keep Nick off my mind as we traveled to his wedding. It was quite a journey until the car screeched to a halt. I lurched forward from the car's impact.
"Whoa. Great way to start off the day," I rubbed my forehead because it softly slammed into the seat in front of me. Maybe I shouldn't have been leaning forward throughout the ride. Demi giggled and opened the door.
"Be careful, Miles," she warned. I laughed. I couldn't help but think that Demi was warning me about emotional pain rather than physical pain. We linked arms as we skipped into the wedding's venue. It was beautiful. I had to take a deep breath as I took in my surroundings. Selena picked a fairy-tale esque setting. There was an ice sculpture of a castle near the front where the sign in book was.
"Fancy," I commented. I've been to a lot of nice weddings before, but this one was just breathtaking.
"Smancy," Demi finished. She rolled her eyes and led me to the sign in book. "What should we write. Have a nice life, assholes?" She tapped the pen on the table, seriously contemplating.
"Demi," I warned. I snatched the pen away from her and shook my head in disapproval. "It should be have a nice life cheating assholes," I said in a quiet whisper so that no one would hear me. I knew that sounded bitter, but give me a break. Nick took my heart and stomped on it without a care in the world. She giggled and tugged me away from the table before I could cause any damage. We took our seats near the front as everyone started to file in. It was a very quiet atmosphere. People kept to themselves as they read through the small pamphlets that were neatly laid on each chair.
"Whats this," Demi asked as she flipped through the tiny booklet. "How Nick and Selena met," she pointed to her throat and pretended to gag as she read the introduction. "They met while fighting over crayons. How much do you want to bet that this thing is just a load of BS," Demi huffed as she skimmed through it. "Nick gazed at Selena in a loving manner as he proposed to her. Um, yeah, right. They forgot that Nick gazed at Miley in a loving manner as he made love to her TWICE," Demi bit at her lip.
"Demi," I looked around to see if anyone overheard her little rant. "Shut up. Let's just not talk about that," I said, referring to the two nights that were slowly breaking my heart down. She gave me a shrug as she continued to read. Her phone vibrated a couple of times, but she ignored it. "Aren't you going to get that?"
"Nope," Demi crossed her legs and look at me. "Today is Miley day," she grinned. I'm glad I have such a good friend.
Nick's POV
I groaned. Today was not a good day. I recognized I was tieing myself down forever to a person I didn't even love. But, what was the guarantee that Miley would even stay with me for past a month? She could change her mind any minute and walk out of my life. She already walked out of my life. I moved through the room of the hotel and decided to take a peak at the outside ceremony. I pulled the curtains to reveal a bunch of people already seated. A flash of silver caught my eyes and I squinted to get a better view. There were two heads that were giggling amongst themselves near the alter. That looked a bit like...No, it couldn't be. She was supposed to be on her way back home. Miley? My head started to spin in three different directions. What was she doing here? I straightened out my tux as I took one last look through the window. It was now or never. The wedding coordinator led me down the steps and outside as I walked down the red carpet. My breathing started to become faster and it rose to its peak as I caught a glimpse of Miley. Damn. She looked gorgeous. My eyes danced around her body. The dress hugged her in all the right places and I unintentionally licked my lips. I could see people staring at her as she was quietly talking to Demi. She was the center of attention with her beauty. Or maybe I was just imagining what I wanted to imagine. I quietly took a step as I placed my self next to the priest. I could see Joe out of the corner of my eye fidgeting nervously. I wonder what that's all about. The music started to chime and everyone's heads turned to the back. Selena popped out wearing a white dress that flowed effortlessly around her. It flung onto one shoulder and left the other shoulder bear. She looked beautiful. But, I didn't get the same butterflies I did when I looked at Miley. I could see some people turning to me to see my reaction as I watched her walk down the aisle. Unfortunately for them, I could care less. I wasn't staring at her. The music stopped and my attention was brought back on Selena who was situated across from me. This is it.
"Hey, Nicky," she giggled softly as she took a hold of my hand, waiting for the ceremony to start. I didn't pay attention to her, instead I saw Demi give Miley a slight squeeze. Did Miley really love me? Did she love me like I loved her? I looked at Selena and something finally dawned on me.
"Do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?" The priest asked as he looked up from his book. It was apparent to everyone in this room that I wasn't in love with Selena.
"I do," Selena squealed, fully unaware of what was going through my brain.
"And do you, Nicholas Jonas, take Selena Russo to be your lawfully wedded wife?" the priest asked monotonously. This wedding meant nothing even to the priest.
"I do," I said.
"Okay-," but I cut him off before he could say anything else. I slowly took my hands out of Selena's tight grip.
"No, you didn't let me finish," I shook my head. "I do not think I can go on with this," I looked up at Selena's face with the courage I had been lacking all these months. Confusion started to spread through her flawless features. Her forehead started to crumple up and her nose started to fold in. She blinked a half a dozen times in order to fight back her glossy eyes.
"What?" she said in a hoarse whisper. Everyone was staring at us right now. I tried to block them out as best as I could.
"Sel," I said softly. I knew she tried to put up a tough persona, but she was so weak inside. I couldn't break her. "You know we're not meant to be. Come on," I urged as I rubbed her arms and looked at her in the eyes. "Sel, you don't love me," I murmured. Tears were streaming down her face. She looked so broken. But I would have been broken if I went through with this.
"But I do," she tried to wipe away her tears. She tried to sniff everything back in to her as she sobbed. This was the first sign of weakness I had ever seen her show in front of people.
"Sel, you don't. Deep, deep down you know that." She looked down. I knew she wanted to be the one that walked out of this first so I let her escape from my grip as she ran through the aisle. It was the best for both of us. I looked over at Miley. She was just as shocked as everyone else. I made my way back into the hotel and ignored all the questions that people were throwing at me.
A/N Not the longest chapter but it was pretty decent in size. This is the chapter y'all have been waiting for. Right? Haha, so one more chapter. Remember, this still doesn't mean Niley is together. Thank you for the reviews last chapter!!!! That was amazing. Before it used to be hard to get like 11 reviews and now the chapters have like 20. Thank you so much. You guys are honestly the best readers. Demi and Miley's Dress came from the Hannah Montana London premier.