New chapter! Next chapter will be updated in a couple of days. If you read my old story before I deleted it then some of this might sound familiar but I edited it too. Although it doesn't really count for this chapter, let's pretend that in Cali that the legal drinking age is 18 'cause it's what I'm used to and these characters do quite a bit of drinking and stuff in this.

Enjoy :)

Miley POV

'Miles, I don't know what she was doing here. I swear. Please call me'.

I read his message, I'd came home last night and turned my phone off and I'm only reading it now as I wake up. Why should I believe him? He's done this too many times now, when we're finally getting back on track she comes back into the situation and fucks it all up again. I've just had enough. Why can't everything be like it was before? Is that too much to ask for?

I spend the whole day in my room, listening to Adele and tidying up a little. It's the middle of the winter so sunlight doesn't stay too long and pretty soon it's dark again.

'Mom I'm going for a walk', I announce before I leave the house in a hurry. All I need right now is my mom asking questions.

I walk around my neighborhood, just breathing the fresh air. Just looking at the scenery or watching the cars go by. It's more peaceful that I thought it would be. I go to the convenience store and lift a bottle of water and as I'm walking out of the store I walk right into a hard surface.

'Oh I'm sorr...', I say looking up. Nick.

'You okay?', he asks and I nod before walking away from him.

'Miles wait, I need to talk to you',

'I can't Nick. I'm going to find myself my next bastard boyfriend', I say and he catches up with me.

'Miles, just a few minutes. Please?',

'Fine. Two minutes and that's it', I say as we start walking towards the park.

'So?', I ask as we sit down on the bench

'Delta set me up again',

'Nick pretty soon that's going to be the worst excuse ever',

'No listen, she was coming over to talk to me. I don't know why but then when she saw you and I together she thought she'd annoy you by saying her and I have a date and we don't',

'Yeah well your loss, we all know how you love the drama', I say standing up.

'Miles, will you dance with me?', he ask out of the blue and I turn around

'Are you serious?',

'Yeah',

'Nick you never dance',

'I want to dance with you under the stars', he smirked and I slapped him on the arm.

'Come on, I know you think it's weird but...', he laughs

'No this is too weird. There isn't even any music',

We don't need music, this is enough', he smiles and I laugh.

He is an idiot. We dance for a minute. Why am I even doing this? I ask myself that question but then he leans down and places his lips on mine. We kiss under the stars. This is romantic but I still hate him. Kinda.

'Demi, wanna party?', I smile down the phone to my best friend. It's been two days, I've done nothing but hibernate and study.

'Miles, it's Tuesday night. I'm all for parties but not in the middle of the week', Demi reasons

'I don't care, there's a party in Pasadena that Trace's friends are having, we should go',

'I'm not sure Miles, with school tomorrow and everything',

'Dems, come on, don't be a wuss. Just come out and we'll have a good time',

'Miles, I don't know if I like the new not caring attitude you have lately',

'Demi, I'm letting loose, you said you would be right there beside me whenever I need you and I need you to come to this party with me',

'fine, I'll pick you up at eight', Demi says.

We pull at the party, some rich kid's house at around eight thirty, the party is in full swing. There are already people outside throwing up and there are even a couple of guys streaking around the house. The music can be heard from down the street. There's people here we know from school and I'm sure Trace will be running around somewhere.

'Miles, this party is crazy', Demi says into my ear after two minutes of standing in the hall shocked.

'Dems, just enjoy it. Here, have a drink', I smile handing Demi a red plastic cup from the table in the hallway

'Ah Miles, I can't drink, I'm driving',

'Oh yeah that's right, well I'm going to get completely wasted', I smirk then knock back my full cup of beer and walk into the kitchen. Music is pumping all over the house and I can just about breathe but I'm enjoying it anyway. I need this. I need to let loose. I need to be a normal teenager and enjoy myself.

'Miles, where have you been?', asks Demi when she finds me in the kitchen, on my eighth beer, it's only been about half an hour. I don't know what she's so worried about. I'm fine. I spot a full bottle of vodka sitting on the counter and lift it.

'Here's to getting wasted', she toast to Demi and she looks at me like she's disappointed and I start drinking from the bottle. It burns the whole way down my throat but I don't care. It's numbing. I hear Demi's footsteps walking away and I keep drinking from the bottle. I've drank almost half the bottle before I move it awa from my mouth.

'Wow, this stuff is fucking awesome', I smile to myself, I'm already wasted and it isn't even ten O'Clock.

I walk into the dining room and everyone is dancing, on the floor and on the tables. I start dancing with some of the guys in the room and everyone is screaming the lyrics of the song that was playing as I get on top of the dining table and start dancing. People start cheering and I laugh and then keep dancing. This is fun.

'Miley?', I hear the voice coming from the floor and my face freezes. It's Nick, I know his voice a mile off. I get off the table and walk back over to the drinks table and lift the vodka I had almost finished before.

'What do you want Nick?', I asked himbut I'd tried speaking while drinking and then laughed and spilt it on the floor

'Whoops', I laugh

'What the hell are you doing?', asks Nick, obviously concerned for me. Fuck him.

'It's a party, I'm getting trashed and having fun', I smile but also lose my footing and stumble a little and he puts his hand out to catch me if I need it and I slap his hand away.

'Don't you think you've had enough?', he asks and I shake my head and laugh

'Who are you to judge?', I sneer at him and then walk away. I go to find Demi but I'm distracted by the bottle of rum sitting on the table in the hallway. I lift it and walk outside to drink it.

'Miley, don't walk away from me', Nick says following me outside

'Don't tell me what to do Nick', I reply and walk round the side of the house and sit on a bench hoping he won't follow me. But he did. Like a fucking lapdog. Who wants one of those?

'What's with the attitude?',

'I've written a…another song about you, that will have been six that I've wrote in three days. Catchy little numbers, I thought you'll like 'em', I say quietly and then laugh at the end. I'm slurring a lot and he's looking at me like I'm the one with a problem.

'What are they about?', he asks, trying to get a conversation out of me.

'About how much I hate you, how much you h…hurt me, how you make me feel lately. About how much of an ass you are', I mumble

'You hate me?',

'Yeah, because you're an asshole. Because you send me these… signals, and I never know if you want me or if you're just using me and I guess I found out two days ago', I say it slowly so I don't tie up my words, right now I'm trying to be serious and if I slur at all I'll just end up laughing.

'I never used you, Miley you came on to me, what was I meant to do?',

'What do you mean I came on to you? You kissed me when we were dancing, excuse me if I got the signals wrong',I say getting angry and standing up. At the point I start feeling dizzy and walk to the front of the house but then everything goes black.

'Miles, can you hear me?', Demi's voice rings through my ears.

'Yes, stop screaming at me', I wince and reply grumpily and then feel my head. I'm in an upstairs bedroom. I open my eyes and Demi, Nick and Joe are looking at me.

'Where the fuck am I?', I ask confused as I sit up.

'You're upstairs of the party Miles, you passed out and Nick and Joe had to carry you up here',

'Oh. Why's he here?', I say looking at Nick.

'Do you need to be so rude?', Nick asks

'Do you need to be so rude?', I mimick him, 'Yes I fucking do, I'm annoyed so I'll be rude or sarcastic or whatever the fuck I wanna be when I wanna be',

'Miles, relax!', says Joe

'Joe, don't even start because you have no idea what any of this is about', I say getting up off the bed.

'He knows', Nick says

'He knows? Why did you tell him?', I ask. How could he tell Joe about our conversation at the beach? I only told him because I thought I could trust him again.

'He's my brother', Nick says and I shrug. Yep, you heard right, I shrugged. Like a three year old. Just because I know Nick fucking hates it when people shrug.

'I can't believe you told someone. What I told you was private. They might be our best friends or even your brother but that was something I told you because I wanted YOU to know', I scream at him. I'm crying again. What's new? He's forever making me cry. Asshole.

'Miley, what do you want from me?', Nick asks

'Nothing, absolutely fucking nothing', I push him out of the way and walk out the room.

How can we be okay one day and fighting the next? Emotions aren't meant to be like that. Okay well maybe they are but teenage life isn't meant to be this difficult. I thought when Jake cheated on me and I was only fourteen that I was brokenhearted, that felt nothing like this. This whole 'thing' with Nick, I have to call it a thing it's not a relationship and it's not a friendship, is just mentally and emotionally draining.

Demi drives us home but the car's silent. She's tried reasoning with me but I don't want to calm down, I don't want to go back to the person I used to be. Because that person got her heart broken. I tell her just to let me out a few blocks from my house. I can't sit in the car with her knowing she's pissed with me.

I start walking slowly, my heels clicking on the ground, my short skirt and thin tank top aren't making my any warmer and it's freezing then it starts raining. Fucking perfect. Ever get when you're drunk and time flies and you don't know it and you start wasting time doing fuck all?

It takes me an hour to walk four blocks and soon I'm at the top of Nick's street. Then I do something that is completely crazy after tonight's argument. I go to Nick's house, I'm hoping he's in already or else this is a waste of time too. I go to the side of his house, lift a few stones and start pinging his window. Please don't ask what has came over me because I don't know. I'll use the I'm drunk excuse but we both know what's been going on in my head. Well you do, I'm too drunk to remember right now.

His light comes on after about 20 seconds and he opens the curtains and the window.

'Miley, what the hell are you doing here?',

'I need you', I smirk

'For what?', he asks

'Sex', I smile

'What? Are you crazy?',

'Maybe, but you'd need to be crazy to turn this down', she laugh and lift my tank top up and then pull it over my head and drop it on the ground.

'Miley, stop acting like this',

'Is that a no Nick?', I smile, I have him right where I want him.

'Come up the side steps', he says and I smirk. Bingo!

'I thought you hated me', he asks when I'm standing in his room

'Has no one ever told you that angry sex is the best kind?', I giggle and he leans against his wall. I walk over towards him, taking off my skirt as I walk.

I stop right in front of him and reach up and kiss him, he kisses me back. Of course he would. He's too easy to read these days. I reach down and lift his shirt over his perfect muscular body. I might hate him but that body is... amazing.

Nick wraps his arms around my waist and turns me round so that my back is against the wall. I close my eyes as I feel his entire strong, masculine form against me. His muscles are not overabundant, but their lines are easy to make out.

'N…Ni…Nicky', I breathe into his neck.

'Don't call me that', he warns

'I'm trying to make you angry, you're being too gentle', I smile and I feel him lean into me harder. He lifts my legs around his waist and he kisses me again, bringing his hips up to mine and I feel the first rough passionate touch of his erect manhood against my already moist G-strings. It sends chills up my spine and if I had've been worked up already, I'm certain I probably would have climaxed at that touch.

He reaches down and pulls my G-strings off and his boxers down and I feel myself slide down on him. I trace my hands over his shoulders, trembling with want, and move my hips up and down, letting my body beg silently for what he was giving to me.

He pumps for another few minutes against the wall as I grab onto his hair and run my hands through his curls. He slows down a little as he experiences his orgasm the same time I experience mine and we stop. Still in his arms, we both try to catch our breath. Nick looks at me and then leans forward and rests his head on my shoulder.

'Was that good for you?', I joke

'It was unbelievable', he breathes out

'Nick… You're still in me', I giggle as he stands there and laughs with me. He moves himself out of me and pulls his boxers back on as I reach down to pick up my underwear. I pull my skirt back on and remember my tank top was still outside. I'm an idiot.

'Nick I needa borrow a t-shirt', I say and Nick hands me a Guns'N'Roses t-shirt and listens for his parents before walking me back to the side door.

'I can't believe you used me for sex', Nick says

'Yeah well, you're the only guy who would give in to my puppy-dog eyes', I shrug and I see his temper flaring.

'What's going on?', asks Joe coming out to the side steps

'Nothing', Nick says quickly as Joe looks at us knowingly and I giggle

'Sorry, I'm still kinda drunk', I apologize for getting us caught

'Do you want me to walk you home?', asks Nick and I laugh

'No, I'll be fine, so can I call you if I need a repeat performance?', I smirk as I stand up and walk down two steps. Nick looks at me embarrassed while still sitting on the top step.

'Eh, yeah… sure', he smiles and Joe laughs

'The sexual tension between you two is making me kinda ill', Joe smirks

'Then fuck off Joe', Nick says, still embarrassed.

'Leave him alone, he's your brother', I say coming to Joe's aid, also mimicking Nick's words from earlier. Joe smiles gratefully and then walks back into the house.

'I left you a little present on your bedside table', I chuckle and he looks at me confused.

I walk up the two steps I had retreated down a minute ago and open my legs and sit on his knee. My skirt goes up around my waist and he can see that I haven't put my underwear back on.

'Nick',

'Yeah?', he asks dumbfounded

'Fuck me before I go?', I smirk

'Right here?', he says shocked

'Yes, right here. Just to keep me going for a while', I laugh and he looks at me like he's trying to figure me out. To know what I'm thinking.

'When did you become a daredevil?',

'I'm not, I just want our origional arrangement back', I smile and he looks away.

'Miley I don't know if that's a good idea',

'Well we've already started, why not?',

'We'll just be going around in circles Miles',

'We won't. It's just sex with no emotions involved',

'Miley, there are emotions involved already',

'Nick just kiss me', I smile.

I reach down and pull at the band of his boxers and lower it over his boner. Nick leans back a bit as I move my hips forward and lower myself onto him. After a few minutes, we're done and I kiss him passionately and then get up to leave.

'Night Nick', I smile and he waves.

Too much? haha

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