I can't believe I'm on the tenth chapter and I'm still only on the 5th day, this is still pretty much the start. I have a feeling this story is going to be reallyyyyyy long! Like 50 chapters but I'll write as long as others read, I just hope my writing doesn't become boring :)

Enjoy :)

'Miley, what time do you call this?', asks my dad as I walk through the door, I feel terrible and I'm sure it shows.

'I was at a party last night and just crashed at Nick's house',

'Who's Nick?',

'My friend from school, it was his party and he said I could crash at his house',

'It's great that you had his permission, shame you didn't ask your mother or myself', he is pissed! My mom is sitting beside him giving me a stern look, something she doesn't do often and when she does do it you know you're in trouble but I can never take her seriously with that look on her face.

'Sorry daddy, it was really late, I didn't want to wake you',

'Next time, let us know where you are', he looks at me with a harsh glare before leaving the room. I nod and look at my mom.

'Well, now that you've been told off, get dressed, we have yoga in an hour', says my mom as she follows my dad to the kitchen. I run upstairs to get dressed before I piss them off anymore.

'Let's get lunch', smiles my mom as we walk out of the yoga studio.

'Sorry mom, I can't. I have a lunch date with Nick',

'Nick?',

'Yeah Nick, the guy who's party I went to last night',

'Is Nick a boyfriend?', my mom smiles, she's teasing me. I've never brought a boyfriend home, I guess she's just hoping I'm not a lesbian.

'No, he's a friend',

'That's a shame, he sounds like a nice boy',

'I haven't told you anything about him',

'You're choosing to spend time with him, you must like him',

'No, I don't like him like that, we're just friends. Although Noah enjoys his company and Trace thought he was cool',

'Noah met him?',

'Yeah he helped me babysit last week',

'That's sweet',

'Yeah, okay mom. Anyway, there he is. Maybe we can do something tonight to make up for lunch?',

'You can't',

'What?',

'Your dad and I are going to your dad's boss' birthday party, you're babysitting Noah, young lady!',

'Oh yeah, I forgot about that. Okay then maybe some other time?',

'Yes, now go. Your boyfriend is waiting for you, you should invite him to dinner tonight',

'I'm not inviting him to dinner',

'You should, I'm sure your dad would be happy to meet him', she laughs as I walk towards Nick shaking my head. I hate when she decides to be funny.

'What the fuck is that?', I ask Nick, he's smiling at me while sitting on a motorcycle. A fucking motorcycle!

'It's our ride',

I'm not getting on that thing',

'Don't be a pussy!',

'I'm not a pussy, I'm just not getting on that thing',

'Miles, come on. I'm starving',

'I'm not getting on that bike',

'It's safe Miley. I swear',

'Where did you get it?',

'It's an early birthday present from my parents',

'I thought you were getting your car fixed for your birthday',

'Change of plan, I got this instead',

'Excellent', I say sarcastically.

'Just get on, please? I promise it's safe',

'You really promise?',

'Yes', he smiles as he hands me a helmet and I reluctantly reach for it. Jesus Christ, why am I doing this? Oh yeah that's right, because for some weird reason this boy could make me do anything and I'd go along with it. Why am I so easily persuaded? Damn me!

'If I die...',

'Miley you will not die',

'Like I was saying, If I die, I will come back and haunt you and make your life miserable, forever',

'Deal',

When did you get your licence for a bike?',

'What licence?', he grins and I slap his arm.

'Of all the Italian restaurants in Los Angeles, you bring me to one in Culver City?', I ask when we turn up outside a little restaurant ten minutes later.

'This place is awesome. The food is great, you'll like it',

'How do you know?',

'Call it instinct', he grins and takes hold of my hand. He leads me into the restaurant and we sit near the window, there's no impressive view but at least he's thoughtful. He smiles at me as a waitress takes our orders.

'How are you feeling?',

'About?',

'After last night?',

'Oh that, yeah I feel like I'm dying, can't you tell?', I laugh

'No, you look like you've had a considerable amount of hours sleep',

'Bullshit', I accuse and he laughs.

'So who is this person you want me to meet?',

'You'll find out soon',

'Just tell me', I beg with a puppy face on and he smiles.

'No',

'Okay let's play a game, I know it sounds gay, however, I think we should ask each other questions, find out more about each other', I smile

'You're right, that is gay',

'Come on Nicky', I tease and he stares at me.

'Don't call me that', he warns

'Fine but how else are we going to get to know each other?',

'I can think of a few things. Anyway, finding out about someone is not by asking questons, it's spending time together and we've been inseperable for almost a week',

'Okay fine, I thought it would be a fun thing to do but we don't have to', I say as Nick looks down, twiddling his thumbs.

'Okay fine, what do you want to know?', he asks

'Anything',

'Wow, that helps',

'Tell me what makes you 'you' what's important to you?',

'We've talked about this before', he points out.

'Okay, tell me your favorite song, movie, anything',

'I like... 60's soul music',

'What? Really?',

'Yeah, Percy Sledge, Ben E. King and all that stuff. I love old country music and 80's rock',

'Wow, that's cool',

'Are you only realizing now that I'm cool?',

'Yeah, I think so', I laugh

'How about you?',

'I like anything',

'Wow, that narrows it down',

'Yeah, I'm really specific, huh?',

'I love your sarcasm', he smiles genuinely and I smile at him. I'm turning into mush!

'I like your smile, it's really cute',

'Did you just call me cute?', he questions and I laugh

'No I said your smile is cute',

'Oh, well thank you', he grins.

'So, what else is there to know about you?',

'You already know a lot about me',

'I don't. All I know is that you're funny, sometimes. I want to know all the weird stuff like, what pisses you off? or what do you do for fun? or what turns you on?', I laugh at the last part as Nick just smiles at me.

'You do know these questions are pointless?',

'Yes, I still want to know',

'So you can hold it against me?',

'Would I ever do that?', I ask, a cunning little smile on my face.

'Yes, you would',

'Okay then, so tell me something else',

'I'm just going to keep dodging these questions', he smirks

'Why?',

'They're invading my privacy', he jokes and I scoff at him.

'Will you tell me some other time?',

'Somehow I have a feeling you'll work them out by yourself', he smiles as our food comes and I smile back at him.

'So, are we finally going to meet this mysterious person?',

'Yes, she lives just around the corner', he says as we get on the bike. We drive around two blocks and I'm still confused, he said 'she' right?

'She?', I ask as we get off the bike. We're at a little blue house and Nick is looking at me like he's waiting for me to say something funny or insulting.

'Yeah, my grandmother. I visit her every Saturday or when I can get a chance. She's not well, she might be a little strange around you,

'Why did you bring me to see your grandmother?',

'I knew you were curious to find out the 'real me' and my grandmother is the biggest influence in my life',

'Okay, now I'm nervous',

'Don't be. She's an amazing woman. You'll love her. You just have to be patient with her, she's really ill',

'Can I ask, What's wrong with her?',

'She has lung cancer and on top of that, she has Alzheimers so her memory is a little messed up',

'Oh Nick, I'm really sorry', I say, he's got me completely off guard, if I'd known he was bringing me to see his sick grandmother I wouldn't have come. What if she hates me?

He takes hold of my hand, again. I could get used to this! Nick walks into the house, me being not even two steps behind him, staying close to him.

'Hey Grandma, how are you feeling today?', Nick smiles walking over to the small elderly woman sitting on the couch. She's gently putting together a puzzle on a table in front of her. She looks so fragile and lost as she looks up at us. She smiles as she sees Nick and waves him over. Nick looks at me and I nod to tell him to go and he goes to sit beside her on the couch. He gives her a hug and she smiles at him and touches his curls. Nick smiles shyly and glances at me.

'Nicholas, dear, is this your girlfriend?', she asks looking at me, her voice is so soft and gentle. I'm standing smiling so awkwardly as Nick chuckles at how uncomfortable I look.

'No, grandma, this is Miley. She's my friend', he says quietly as I wave.

'Come over here dear', his grandmother pats the couch beside her and I walk over and sit beside her. I start to help her with her puzzle as Nick suggests making tea. He goes off to the kitchen and his grandmother smiles at me.

'Do you go to Nicholas' school?',

'Yeah, I'm in some of his classes',

'He's never brought a girlfriend to visit me. I hope he treats you right. He's a nice boy',

'I'm just his friend. He's a pretty good friend', I smile as she looks at me. I'm still helping her with her puzzle as the front door opens.

'Hey Miles', smiles Joe.

'Hey, where's Demi?',

'She's in the car, she's coming in now', he smiles and Nick comes out of the kitchen to see who's here. Demi follows Joe inside and smiles as she sees me.

'Hey Miles. What are you doing here?',

'Looking for rainbows', I smile sarcastically and Demi scoffs before hugging Nick's grandmother and sitting down at the other side of the couch.

'Hey Grandma. You okay?', Joe smiles and his grandmother smiles sincerely at him before going back to her puzzle. She's in a little world of her own and just smiles when someone speaks to her. I get up and walk into the kitchen to see Nick.

'Hey, need any help?', I ask and he smiles at me.

'No, I'm okay. Is she okay?',

'Yeah, she's okay. Joe and Demi are with her',

'This is one of her good days, sometimes she doesn't even know who Joe and I are. Those are the worst days',

'Will she ever get better?', I ask. Stupid question, I know!

'No, she's more than likely going to get worse. Hopefully that's not for a long time. We just take each day as it comes',

'I'm really sorry', I say as he holds his arms out to hug me.

'Let's do something later', he suggests as he's hugging me

'I can't. I'm babysitting',

'Oh, what about tomorrow?',

'I'm helping Demi pack tomorrow. You can help me babysit Noah tonight if you want',

'Yeah, sounds good. Do you think your parents would mind?',

'No, it'll be fine. My mom actually wanted me to invite you to dinner but I told her no', I say and Nick chuckles.

'Shame, I would've came to dinner',

'No, I would not put you through that',

'No, I'm serious, I'll come to dinner if you want me to come', he smiles as he puts both his hands on the side of my neck and stokes my jawline.

'You'd do that? You'd spend an hour with my family? Why would you do that to yourself?', I joke and he smiles.

'Because you're my friend and your family seems cool',

'But you're not my boyfriend, you don't have to. Do you want to?', I ask and Nick nods at me.

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