I'd been contemplating what I was about to do all morning. I kept thinking that maybe he wouldn't want to see me after what happened last night. Or rather, he didn't mean to do it so it wasn't something he would talk to me about. Nonetheless, I walked up to the front door of the large brick house, lifting my hand to knock on the door. I stood there for probably five minutes with my hand in a fist with my knuckles slightly touching the door. I knew this was the right thing to do, I had to confront him about it or else he would think that it meant nothing to me. When in reality, it meant everything.
I took a deep breath, my confidence finally settling in, as I knocked hard on the door. No answer. Just as I was turning around to leave, the door flung open with a very exhausted looking Nick standing there.
"Oh um, did I wake you?" I was honestly at loss for words, not quite knowing what to say, and now questioning my plan even more.
"Miley?" was his response. His eyes were finally adjusting to the light from the sun, as he focused in on my face further – as if scanning for something.
"Yeah, I wanted to talk to you," I said, hoping that he would try to make this less awkward for me, yet he wasn't quite helping so far.
"Nick, sweetie who's at the door?" just then, a women who looked to be in her late thirties came to the door, lightly placing her hand on Nick's shoulder and looking curiously at me.
"Hi, I'm Miley," I stuck out my hand, smiling at the woman who I knew to be Nick's mother. They had the same eyes, and luscious curly brown hair.
"Oh Miley! I'm Denise," she shook my hand and then hurriedly pushed Nick aside. "Oh please dear, do come inside." I nodded thankfully, stepping into the beautiful home. Right away I was hit with the scent of blueberry scones.
"Mrs. Jonas, whatever you're making in the kitchen smells delicious!" I looked brightly into her eyes, watching them light up at my compliment.
"Mom!" a little boy descended down the stairs wearing skinny jeans and a rolling stones t-shirt. "Can Tobey come over?" he went over to Denise and put on the cutest puppy dog eyes I've ever seen.
"Yes Frankie, he can. But it will have to be after noon since we already have company over, and I'm expecting Kev and Dani over for brunch soon." The little boy known to be Frankie nodded before turning his attention to me.
"Hi," he said shyly. I smiled at him, bending down to get to his level.
"I'm Miley," I said, he returned my smile with a grin that looked identical to Nick's. Well, so Nick has a younger brother. How charming.
"I'm Frankie, Frankie Jonas."
"Uh yeah Frank, maybe you should go upstairs okay?" he nodded but not before winking at me.
"He's a charming one, I like him," I looked at Nick who was staring at me quite mortified.
"Miley, would you like to join us for brunch?" Denise asked. I looked at Nick trying to find a sign of doubt, and turned back to his mom not finding one.
"Yes, that would be lovely thank you," she nodded and walked into the kitchen.
I turned to look at Nick. "So why didn't you tell me you had a brother? You hear me talking about mine all the time!" he shrugged.
"Well I actually have three brothers," he sort of looked away for a moment. "So you came here to talk? About what?"
This caught me off guard, but I still stood my ground. "I wanted to talk about the kiss," I looked straight into his eyes.
"Hey," he noticed my smile faltering as he stood in silence. He came over to me, taking my arm and leading us outside to his backyard – which just so happened to have a pool.
We just sat down at the table poolside, waiting for the other person to say something.
"Okay," he started off, finally letting me breathe. "I don't really know what came over me at the game Miley, I'm sorry I did that. I was just so…" he stopped and shook his head.
"Angry? JEALOUS? In love?" I whispered out the last one for fear of embarrassment.
"Yeah, all of those," he mumbled out. "Honestly, it meant a lot to me Miles, and I probably shouldn't have done it when I did but-" I cut him off with my lips racing to find his. He finally let go and moved his in sync with mine, his hands finding their way to my waist instantly.
"Miley! Nick! Food's ready!" Denise's shouts broke us apart. He held a cheeky smile on his face as he stood up and stuck out his hand for me to take.
"Thanks Nick," I smiled as we walked inside hand in hand.
"Hey Nick, come help sweetie!" he walked over to his mom as I took a seat on the stool at the bar counter.
Mrs. Jonas turned around and shook her head, grabbing his face and rubbing it. "What's this on your face?" she says.
"Mom!" Nick grumbles, jerking away. "Get off!"
"What is that?" she touches his face again.
"Nothing!" Nick slaps his mom's hand away. "God!"
"Aren't you using the Clearasil I got you?"
"Mom jeez!" Nick blushes, quickly ducking down to try and hide it.
I just laugh at their little encounter, remembering back to when my mom would do things like this to my brother back when he was seeing a girl. Well, at least she did it for the one and only girl he ever went out with or had feelings for.
"You know Miley, Nick hardly ever brings girls home," Denise says, turning to me and giving a little smile as she put things on plates.
"Um, well-" I tried to explain that he didn't invite me but Nick interrupted.
"Yeah mom, well this one is special." He smiled at me, placing his arm around his mother's shoulder.
"Knock knock!" a voice from the living room said.
"Frank, who did you let in the house?" Denise asked, placing her apron down on the counter.
"Hey mom!" a tall, curly haired man said. Next to him stood a very tall, beautiful woman with the same color brown hair, and the tannest most defined figure I've seen in a woman her age. She had the perfect complexion, and a smile that was infectious.
"Oh I missed you so much Kev! And Dani! It's so great to see you!" Denise flung herself around these two gorgeous people who I presumed to be a married couple, and Kevin being the brother to Nick.
"Good to see you man," said Kevin.
"Oh, Danielle, Kevin, this is my friend Miley. Miles, this is my brother and my sister in law." Nick introduced us, both of them sticking out a hand for me to shake in which I gladly returned.
"It's so wonderful to meet you!" I say, my lips in an eternal smile for the day.
"Well, brunch is ready, so let's eat! Frank, come out here!" Denise brought food to the table, motioning for me to come over and sit, as the others did the same. I sat beside Nick, finding comfort with him in this new territory.
"This looks so good, thanks for having me Mrs. Jonas," I said, watching her face light up and Nick smiled at me, silently thanking me.
"Oh dear it's no problem! You're welcome, and you are also welcome to come any time you would like!"
"Thank you so much Mrs. Jonas," I said before digging into this wonderful home cooked meal in which I haven't had in so long.
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"So, how was it Miley?" Denise stood up, taking empty plates and cups into her hands.
"It was delicious Denise, I haven't had a home cooked meal in ages," I smiled, standing up to help her with cleaning up.
"Oh no dear, the boys will help me with this," she waved me off quickly, and I took my seat once again allowing Kevin and Nick to clean up. Frankie ran out of the room and up the stairs, probably to play some video games.
"Miley, is there something going on with Nicholas and you?" Danielle's sweet voice questioned, her body turning towards me in her seat.
"Um, not that I know of?" I tried not to sound disappointed or even as if I agreed.
"Miley," she smiled lightly. "When you're with someone and he really wants to be with you in this way where it's like you're the only girl in the world for him, then it's obvious and everyone feels it." She took a deep breath, glancing at the kitchen where Nick was speaking with Kevin as they both helped their mother clean up.
"Even people watching you walking down the street feel it," her eyes were lost in thought. "You radiate this kind of happiness that's infectious, like sunshine. It's like you light up the whole world just from your own euphoric glow."
"What does this have to do with my relationship with Nick? This is all very lyrical and beautiful, but I don't understand, Danielle," my voice softened as I listened to the very beautiful and intelligent woman sitting before me.
"Sweetheart, Nick looks at you in this way." And with those words, my heart almost stopped.
"W-what?" I questioned, knowing I didn't hear her right.
"I've seen this look, and Miley…" she paused, sighing deeply. "Although he's had problems in the past, he's a very genuine guy who was raised a gentleman. Kevin is the same way," her eyes lite up with love, her cheeks growing crimson.
"Thank you Danielle," I felt salty water slowly sliding down my face, my mind explosively happy yet wondering aimlessly with questions.
"He won't make the same mistake with you that he made in the past, Miley," she smiled. "As he said to Denise, you're different."
"I don't mean to pry, but what exactly did he do?"
"You know about Brooke, right?" she said, her voice growing low as her tone of volume went down as well.
"Miley," Nick said bluntly. He looked… Sad.
His lips were pink, his voice switching from monotone to doubting and afraid. "We should probably talk."
This is kind of where this picks up again! I will begin the next chapter right where i left off on this one :) soo, be excited! Maybe you'll finally find out what Nick did. And why he won't be with MILEY already!
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