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This is a REALLLLY long chapter :O .. A lot happens though. I didn't realise how long it was till I finished it haha !

I hope you enjoy it, I amn't sure about it ..

Also, I know there will be an epilogue, but should I write another chapter? Or just finish it here and do the epilogue? What do you think, please tell me .

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12. There's Never A Happy Ending.

I walked around and around holding onto one thing. My broken heart, cause at times it was the only thing what was real in my life. I had the feeling someone was following me and kept peeking over my shoulder but I wasn't sure. Maybe it was because I was on my own and I had no idea where I was, or maybe I was just paranoid. Just when I was about to give up my prayers were answered. There it stood across the road. I quickly looked up and down the street before squeezing through the gap in the fence and running up to it. An old, abandoned warehouse. Creepy but it would do for a night. The door creaked as I slowly opened it, revealing a dark room filled with cobwebs. It slammed shut and I was in total darkness. I edged closer to the window, hoping for more light but it was still pretty dark. The sun quickly set that night as I tried to plan what I was going to do, but I got nothing. I heard footsteps outside and I panicked. So many things ran through my mind but one stuck out. That was how much I needed and wanted Nick right now. I heard a whisper outside and my heart raced faster, if that was possible. The door opened and a shadow made their way over to me. I screamed but they ran over to me, clamping their hand over my mouth and cradling me till realisation hit me.

"Oh God, Nick." I wept into his arms.

"Shh .. " was his reply as he rocked me back and forth. Calming me down.

"I'm sorry," I cried, looking up to catch a glipse of those gorgeous, chocolate brown eyes. Give me a seat and popcorn and I could sit and watch them for hours.

"No, I'm sorry. It was stupid. I didn't mean anything I said. I promise you, the last thing I ever want to do is hurt you."

"But how did you find me?" I tightened my grip on the front of his shirt as he slide his arms around my waist and pulled me up onto his knees. Our noses touching at the tips.

"I tried to follow you but I lost you. Then I was across the street and I saw a head in the window and prayed it was you. When I heard you scream I knew it had to be you." He ran his hand up my back, while the other was placed under my top on my hip bone. The feeling of our skin touching still sent shocks through my veins. "I love you Miley." He whispered on my lips before settling then gently to mine. I couldn't let go of him and I didn't want to. My heart couldn't possibly take the ache again. I stared into his eyes as we sat talking and I knew this had to be what my mum was talking about when she described her and my daddys relationship. She told me that she looked into his eyes and pow! That was it. Love at first sight. I always believed in love at first sight, but I never thought I'd be one of those lucky girls who would find it. I never thought for once that coming to Malibu would mean finding my very own fairytale. One which had been destroyed earlier in the day, but now the fairytale was back on. The Prince returned and saved me and the bad spell broken, but does every fairytale really have a happily ever after? Or do they just cut the book there, making people believe they have an ever after. Is every fairytale like Romeo and Juilet? Perfect until the Prince dies, but they don't write about that. Well I knew one thing, my fairytale wasn't going to have a happy ever after. Nothing in my life usually does. Good luck has a tendancy to avoid me.

And thats when it happened. My fairytale came to an ending, it was past the happy ever after. Past the wicked witch and bad spells. It was worse this time. The sirens sounded outside and Nick peeked out the window. Police officers stood looking at the warehouse. He turned to face me, the look of panic spread across my face. But he just took my hand, entwining it with his. I buried my head into his chest while he soothed me. We kept quiet, with only the sound of our heaving breathing. I was afraid to move, to think, to do anything. My body was frozen, I had no idea what was going to happen. My head rested on Nicks shoulder and he ran his free hand up and down my back. Anything to calm me, but nothing was working. We heard the footsteps and the got closer and closer. Nicks body tensed beneath mine. I started shaking. My chest heaving. Tears forming in the corner of my eyes. His hand froze on my back, and his grip around my hand tightened. He didn't look at me, but stared at the door. My eyes were glued on him, I didn't want them to be but I was too afraid to move. The hard knocks on the door sent my heart into palpitations. Nick pulled me up closer to him. His eyes contacted me and he kissed me. The kiss frightened me. There was too much tension in it. The door was kicked down, making me gasp and I threw my arms around Nicks neck and turned to face the back. He whispered soothingly into my ear, and quickly kissed the side of my face before snuggling his head deeply into my matted hair. After that I blocked everything out. Nick shouting at them and them shouting back. I wasn't aware of what was happening until one of them starting pulling me away. But I wrapped my arms tighter around Nick and he did the same. I screamed and screamed, tears falling out.

"Nick. Nick!" I yelled as my hands slipped from him. They dragged me back while others held Nick back. "Nick." I cried. Then he disappeared. I kicked and bite but they wouldn't let go. I struggled and strained to get away from them. My voice was hoarse from screaming his name but he didn't come and rescue me, but I heard him calling after me. I stopped struggling, my heart collapsed. I got weak. I knew I would never be allowed to see him again. I fell into the backseat of the poilce car and wept. I cried and cried on the long journey back home. I held my knees closely to me. Wanting to fall asleep, knowing it would be the closest I could get to him. When I finally did fall asleep he was there, looking as perfect and flawless as always and I was afraid to wake up. Afraid to wake up alone. Afraid to go home. Afraid to live my life without.

The car came to a halt, forcing me to open my eyes. I was carried up to the station. Too weak to walk. I was a wreck, my legs buckled everytime I put weight on them. My eyes were red raw, I could barely see out of them. My voice was hoarse. He sat in the station beside his family and mine on the other side. I caught on sight of him and all the energy in my body came rushing back to me. I ran over to him and he jumped up, catching me in his arms.

"I love you." We both quickly whispered in each others ears before we were separated. My father stood there, staring at me in disbelief. Then he came over to me, holding me closely. We were all led into a room. Me and Nick sitting on one side of the table, our family on the other and police at either end. Nick reached under the table and grabbed my hand. A police officer saw it, but gave us a small smile and let it pass. Our families kept their eyes glued to us, fearing we might make a run for it again. Then the questions started.

"So Miley, are you okay?" But I refused to answer. So another was asked.

"Will you tell us where you have been?" I refused to answer that one to. I kept my head glued to the ground, Nick gripped his hand tighter around mine.

"Did he touch you Miley?" My head shot up.

"No!" I shouted at them. They all looked a bit relieved.

"Okay, did he do anything? Force you? Hurt you?"

"No," I stood up. "He didn't do anything at all. Nothing, and so what if he did? It's none of your buisness." I yelled at the officer, Nick pulled me down and I cried into his shoulder.

"Shh, it's okay." He whispered, all eyes glued on us.

"But it's not okay." I wept. "Now we're never going to be able to be together all because of a stupid arguement between our parents and I-I-I .. " But I couldn't finish.

"It's not over, and we will be able to be together. They can't stop us. I want you, I need you Miley." He lulled into my ear. I wrapped my arms around his neck and placed a kiss on his flawless cheek.

"I love you Nick Gray, forever." After hours of questioning we all had to leave. The police finally satisfied with the results they got. I didn't want to let go of Nicks hand and neither did he. Our parents finally ripped us apart, dragging us into seperate cars. I knew they wouldn't let us have our happy ending. I sat in the front seat. My arms folded and staring out the window. When we arrived back home I ran upstairs and headed for the shower. Locking myself in I washed away all the heartache I had suffered so far and all the ache what was to come. I finally dragged myself out the shower and quickly dressed making my way downstairs. My feet taking me where I should go, my mind in a different world and my heart across the road, stolen by the most gorgeous boy. There sitting beside my father was Mr and Mrs Gray.

"Hey baby," my father stood up, making room for me to sit. I just smiled, too tired to talk. "We were just talking about you." He continued. I just nodded, my eyes slowly drooping.

"Yeah," Mrs Gray butted in. "And we were thinking it's probably best if you and Nick just .. well." She thought for a moment, trying to pick the right word. "Parted your seperate ways?" I jumped out my seat.

"What? No." I yelled. "No! Daddy?" I looked up at my father for his support. My eyes glittering as the tears formed.

"I'm sorry baby, it's for the best really."

"We told Nick, and he pretty much agreed. It's the best for all of us." Mr Gray finally spoke. I ran up the stairs. Entering the strange room called my bedroom. I flung myself on the bed, weeping into my pillow. It was over. Love, life, meaning .. over. I cried and cried. Time made no sense as my heart spilt more and more, slowly killing me. I sat up, wiping the tears away with the back of my hand. I reached over the side of my bed and found a piece of paper and a pen.

Love may apply to various kinds of regard: the charity of the Creator, reverent adoration toward God or toward a person, the relation of parent and child, the regard of friends for each other, romantic feelings for another person, etc.
Affection is a fondness for others that is enduring and tender, but calm.
Devotion is an intense love and steadfast, enduring loyalty to a person; it may also imply consecration to a cause.

Nick Gray.
I love you now, I loved you then and I will love you always.
Don't forget me. I will never forget you.

You will always have a special place in my heart and never forget it.
I'm sorry. I don't want to do this.
Apparently it will be best for both of us, who knows.

Just promise me one thing, that you'll always remember our time together.
Move on. Be happy.
For me, please.

I love you forever my own personal angel.

Miley xx

And then I carefully sealed away my heart.