Chapter Five.

Miley.

I clutched my head painfully stumbling into the restaurant completely disorientated. What time was it? Well I wasn't quiet sure all I knew was that it was around lunch time and I was late to have my girly get together with Demi. Although right now that didn't really seem like much fun, seeing as I could barely walk straight, glancing in the direction of light made me feel like I was going to explode and the smell of food was nauseating. Over all I was a little hung-over,

"Hello Miss." A elegant voice stated,

I looked up through my sunglasses giving a weak smile squinting,

"Reservation for Demi?" I questioned quietly,

His eyes just stared at me disapprovingly before looking down frowning,

"Right this way Miss,"

I slowly followed the guy through the classy restaurant, trying to keep up with his pace while not getting off balance and falling in someone's designer soup or caviar shipped from Norway.

"Miley finally I've been waiting for…" Demi's voice announced then trailed off.

I looked up giving a weak smile as she stood their gawking.

"Hey to you too."

I took my seat as she just stood there glaring at me with wide eyes, "Miley," She spat sitting down, "You look a mess!" Her eyes stared at me confused, "Please tell me you didn't spend all last night crying again? Because seriously he's not even worth it, or you could just get back with Nick solve a lot of problems for all of us."

"I wasn't crying."

"Miley you're wearing sunglasses in the middle of a dimly lit restaurant."

I huffed pulling off the glasses as Demi's mouth dropped further if possible, no amount of eye make up could fix my hung over expression. I quickly pushed the glasses back on giving her a warning look,

"See not crying." I responded as Demi's mouth closed,

"You look like you haven't slept in days!"

"Only last night." I replied picking up the menu,

"What were you doing?" Demi hissed,

I looked at the menu as I inwardly groaned, I knew what I should have been doing, working because I could not afford these meals. With Nick around sure, but I was a florist who had all her money tied up in buying my sister's out, I couldn't afford a ninety dollar piece of steak or a rare lettuce salad from Provisional France. I looked up to see Demi waiting for an answer as I bit my lip,

"I was out-"

"Out doing what?"

I wanted to answer drinking my pain away, but the look on Demi's face already told me. I didn't have to bother making an answer, my silent response was enough to answer her fears. Demi groaned reaching across the table putting her hand on mine,

"Miley don't do this to yourself,"

"Easier said then done." I whispered giving a mock laugh looking down,

"You are still single, right?"

I looked at Demi confused by her question. How it was relative to the conversation I struggled to understand but then in clicked. She'd met Liam, she had automatically assumed I was with him last night and she was right. Liam and me though, well that wasn't really happening, was it?

"Yes."

"Good,"

"I'm not going to get back with Nick, Demi,"

"I know that, I just don't want you being with-"

"Liam." I responded giving her a look, "And what's so bad about him?"

Demi laughed picking up her glass, "What isn't wrong with him Miley?"

I opened my mouth to respond as a waiter appeared giving us both a warm smile, "Would you two ladies like drinks perhaps?" He asked politely and I put my menu down shaking my head looking at the full glass of water, it was free I didn't have much choice with my stomach and money situation at the moment.

"I'll have an orange juice,"

"Yes miss and for you?" He questioned and I smiled,

"Just a water…"

"You sure, you clearly liked the alcohol last night." Demi stated,

I gave her an insulted look as the waiter took it as his cue to leave, what the hell was that? I decided not to respond and instead picked up the glass, god it had been a mistake coming to this stupid lunch.

"So how's Joe?" I asked carefully,

Demi shrugged, "Fine, let's not change the topic though, is this going to be a regular occurrence?"

"What?" Us having lunch?"

"No." Demi stated giving me a look, "You going out and drinking until you don't remember anything, you know this won't help anything, you of all people should know what happens when-"

"It was one night." I spat frustrated,

"One night which will turn into just two and then three-"

"Stop." I hissed looking at her, "It isn't like that, look just because you have a damn perfect life with a husband who actually cares about you doesn't give you the right to judge me."

"I'm not judging Miley, and this isn't about me, this is about you and the fact that you miss Nick so much you're trying to bury him under alcohol, just like you did with your mother." She announced and I felt the stabbing pain inside me hit instantly, wow that had hurt. "And you know it's true."

"It's not like that-"

"Miley you love him, just-"

I shook my head annoyed, no Nick had his chances, I'd only wanted three god damn words and he couldn't even utter them. I pushed my hand through my greasy head tired of this pain, sick of feeling like this,

"Why are you doing this to yourself?"

"Because I like being happy, and right now I'm not." I whispered,

"With Nick you-"

"Just stop with Nick, I don't want to talk about him anymore!" I practically yelled at her, a few side ways glances came from the surrounding tables as I looked at the glass of water, "We're over, simple as that."

"You'll never be over, he loves you-"

"Stop saying that."

"He does, you were getting married."

"Yeah and he was back with Selena not long after,"

"Miley he doesn't love her, he didn't do anything with her! You saw the worst of the situation, there was nothing in it! He would never ever betray you like that, he hates Selena." Demi tried to convince me, but I'd seen enough. They had a child together and they did have feelings, I saw that even if no one else did, I saw it.

"This was a mistake…"

I stood up as I looked at Demi whose eyes had fallen behind me, I turned around quickly and came face to face with Nick. He stood there in his business suit looking just as handsome as the first time I'd met him so long ago, but now his bright eyes had turned shallow and he looked at me pleadingly,

"Hey, before you-"

I felt the anger rising in me as I spun back facing Demi,

"You planned this?"

Demi's eyes widened, "No, no god no Miley I wouldn't-"

"Of course you did," I spat ready to scream at her,

"Miley she didn't tell-"

I spun around facing Nick shaking my head, "You don't need to lie Nick, I know you like to lie to my face but you don't have to anymore, I can see through it." I retorted as he shook his head desperately moving his hand out to me and I stepped away,

"Miley please, just hear me out?"

"Why? So I can hear the same lines repeated again and again."

"No, no just please-"

"No." I cut him off, "No I just can't deal with this right now."

I moved to walk away as Nick blocked me tears in his eyes,

"But I love you."

I just stood there my mouth slightly open, he'd said the words I wanted to hear. He'd said them with so much honestly and truth I didn't know what to say. I'd doubted his affection towards me, but here he was rushing into a packed restaurant announcing his love to me. I didn't know what to say, but I felt the lump welling in my throat. I wanted to kiss him, to tell him that I was his forever and I wanted him so bad. I opened my mouth to respond letting my eyes dart around only to see something, no not something, someone.

Selena.

I looked at her walking into the restaurant a smile on her gorgeous manipulative face, a designer dress showing off her flawless body and I realized something. Demi hadn't set this up, he'd come here to have lunch with her, and it was just by chance I was here.

I looked back to Nick feeling pure and utter hatred as he stared at me,

"Miley I love-"

I felt the tear slip as the rage took over, and I acted without thinking.

I slapped him.

Gasps sounded around the restaurant as Demi was instantly on her feet, her mouth open as she just stared at me and I looked over at Selena. Selena looked at me with a small smile playing across her fat lips,

"Have fun with your bitch." I responded, "I want nothing to do with you," I turned glaring at Nick who was holding his cheek confused his eyes now looking at me bewildered as I turned to Demi, "Or your family."

I pushed past Nick and walked over to Selena letting a few more tears fall,

"You can have him, I'm done." I whispered,

She just looked at me with a innocent confused expression, stupid bitch. I turned and walked out of the restaurant not caring about the scene I'd caused as the sobs began to rip through my chest.

Nick.

"Are you okay?" Demi asked panicked,

She moved her hand onto my cheek as I just stood there shell shocked. Miley had just slapped me in front of a restaurant full of people after I confessed my love for her, and for a split second she looked like she would forgive me. Then she slapped me! Why the hell did she slap me? I looked at Demi shaking my head thoroughly confused, who the hell had Miley been talking about?

Demi eye's moved from mine to behind us. I saw her jaw clench and she let out a frustrated groan. I frowned and turned slowly to see why Miley had slapped me,

"She must have assumed you two were having lunch…together." Demi muttered,

I stared at Selena as she grinned and gave me a wave,

"You weren't here to have lunch with Selena right?" Demi growled,

I spun looking to see my best friend looking at me furiously pointing her finger at my chest, "Because if you were get ready for another bruised cheek Nick, I may be Selena's best friend but Miley's my friend too and if your-"

"You really think I'm that low?" I spat,

"Well I don't know Nick!" Demi hissed, "You did tell Miley work was more important then her on your wedding day!"

"So now your pissed at me as well, fantastic!"

"Oh no!" Demi stated looking at me, "I've been annoyed for a while Nick, actually I'm really pissed off about this whole thing! Miley loves you, she's been planning the wedding for weeks and making everything god damn perfect, do you know why? Do you know why everything was so perfect?"

"No, I don't-"

"Because you weren't here, and she had nothing else to do Nick."

"She works at the florist and-"

"And what about the weekends she spent alone when you were gone?"

"But-"

I looked at Demi confused as she just sighed, "Miley misses you when you're gone, can't you see that? You don't need to work the hours you do, yet Nick you continue to anyway. I don't understand why you had to make Miley wake up alone every morning, had to make her feel like she was just there for the sake of it, not because you loved her." Demi spat,

"She told this?"

Demi rolled her eyes, "No, she'd never speak of you like that, you could see it in her eyes though."

I closed my mouth looking at my best friend confused, I'd never really thought about it. Did that make me a bad person? Was that why Miley finally decided to throw her engagement ring at me?

"She was lonely and I think Miles hoped that when you got married maybe that meant you'd actually stay with her, and love her how she wanted you to love her." Demi whispered,

"Hey, what just happened?" A voice asked from behind,

I turned looking at Selena glancing between us acting all innocent,

"Why are you here?" Demi spat,

"You mentioned you were having lunch with Miley so-"

"You what? Invited yourself without telling me?" Demi hissed,

Selena shook her head, "I was actually coming to see how she was, I just-"

"You wanted to convince her she made the right decision?" Demi continued as I stood there stuck in the middle of the bickering, "That Nick would never marry her, see it was people like you, words like that which made her like this Nick!"

"Okay how about we just go outside?" I asked looking around,

Everyone was staring and I really didn't want to have another public fight, but by the look Demi gave me this wasn't going to be resolved anytime soon.

"Today was supposed to be for Miley and me, not you Selena! Or you Nick!"

"I wanted to tell her that I loved her-"

"And that went well didn't it!" Demi replied quickly,

"I just wanted to help, tell Miley that it was going to be okay" Sel stated,

"You can't help!" Demi retaliated, "Why would you even think you could? You're his ex for a reason Selena.."

"Demi-"

She turned furiously looking at me, "I was going to tell Miley that I was pregnant today, that I wanted her to be the godmother…thanks for ruining it."

Selena's mouth dropped, "You're pregnant,"

Demi just glared at both of us, "Yes I am,"

"Oh my god Demi congratulations, why didn't you tell-"

Selena went in for the hug as Demi stepped back throwing anger filled looks between both of us raging, "You both need to go home and take a good hard look at yourself and assess the kind of people you've become. I'm not making either of you god parents of my child until you do that,"

"Demi," Selena whispered insulted,

She just picked up her bag slinging it over her shoulder,

"Work this shit out, then come talk to me."

Demi huffed and pushed past me storming out as Selena and me were left standing there. I sucked in a breath and turned looking at Selena who pouted confused by what had happened, she turned staring at me.

"Is Demi mad at me?"

"Yep,"

"Right, why?" She asked completely oblivious,

I couldn't help but give a laugh shaking my head, "God you're such a bitch."

"What? What did I do?"

"You came here, Miley hates you why would-"

"We have a common hatred now," She stated with attitude, "You."

"You're a serious piece of work," I hissed,

"Well Demi didn't even bother to tell me she was pregnant!" Selena hissed looking at me up and down, "And by your reaction clearly you already knew! I can't believe she was going to ask that tramp to be god mother before she even asked me to-"

"You're a bitch."

I turned and walked out leaving Selena behind as I shook my head. That had just got so completely out on control I didn't even know what just happened! There had been only one positive, I'd worked something out…I knew what that stupid sentence was that Miley wanted to hear.

She wanted me to tell her that I was in love with her.

I had and her reaction had almost landed me back in the good books, only for little slut face to turn up and ruin it. Now I doubted saying that would help, it would only make Miley more pissed. So now I was stuck…

What was I supposed to do now?

A/N- Thanks for the reviews guys :)