Miley ran the sun beating on her back, the wind beneath her hair. Her hair flowed powerfully through the wind. A wide smile playing on the tip of her lips, her hands dangled with his. His curls bounced as they ran together. As one. Miley laughed smelling the scent of wild flowers, her legs itchy from the long grasses that hit herMiley legs, Nick smiled of how happy she was, he couldn't believe how much pride she had.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Miley breathing stopping in midriff, her blue eyes glazing from tears of joy. She pent over panting, as she coughed from her long sprint. They had arrived in Tennessee two hours ago, she wanted so badly to run to her grandmother's farm. Miley chuckled as tears ran down her face. She was shaking uncontrollably and she had rivers coming down her face. She smiled and let out one of those contagious laughs Nick enjoyed to hear. She wiped off the grass stains off her jeans, and stood up.
Miley glanced over at Nick and giggled, he was pale and he looked lost. She smiled, at his confusion. She slowly walked towards him, and hugged him. He went back to reality," It's gorgeous Mi," Nick voice was quiet and yet so very happy. He finally looked as though he understood. He finally understand why Miley wanted him here in the first place, he knew this was her destination.
This is where she belonged in life, he knew this was the better place to be for their situation. His confusion finally made sense, to his knowledge he knew this was safe. He held Miley close to him," I know what you mean Miles, why we are here." Miley simply nodded. She grabbed his hand and began taking off in full sprint they ran past an oak tree with a medium sized wooden treehouse. Miley started running faster, he would have to catch up his pace to catch up to her, but no he'd rather walk. He kept his pace slow, while she ran fast, laughing the whole time. She ecstatic. He chuckled softly watching. She finally stopped, he stopped also as he watched her every more. She blinked slowly, as she climbed onto a tree, that held an even older, rusted tire swing. She climbed onto the tire swing, and looked out on the horizon. a feet away, was a small clear pond. Her blue eyes watched the water for some time.
"Nick, over here!" She bellowed, swinging gently on the swing. He walked at a steady pace to get to where she was at. He slowly walked towards her, she looked more beautiful then ever, he did not mind if she was dressed in an old pair of jeans, hair a mess and she was all sweaty, she was always beautiful in his eyes.
He made his way towards her," Get on," Miley giggled as Nick climbed on holding on to the rope for dear life. The tire twisted, as it began tearing. "Hold on to me Miles!" Nick said as the rope teared more, it broke. Miley screamed as she grabbed onto Nick holding him tightly. The rope broke from the tree branch as Nick and Miley fell into the lake together. The water splashed from the surface and onto land, as Nick and Miley choked up water. Miley splashed and remembered, that the lake was very deep. Miley struggled, choked up, and screamed as she lost too much oxygen.
Nick dived in holding his breath, and bringing himself and Miley above the surface. Nick brought Miley to land as she choked up the remainder of water. She coughed, and flung her arms around Nick.
"You saved me! I love you." She planted a wet kiss on Nick as she shivered.
"I love you too, let's get you dried up." Nick and Miley walked hand and hand as Nicked picked up their luggage, and flung the couple of bags over his shoulder, the other arm around Miley.
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Nick and Miley stood at the doorstep of her grandma's old farm cottage house. You could smell the pie she was baking inside, and the scent of wild flowers. The house was painted a bright yellow color with reddish shutters. A sign on the door read,' Home of God's Family and Friends.' It reminded Nick a lot of their old town church he grew up back in New Jersey. His father was the pastor and he always welcomed anyone to join the church as a guest or to stay. Miley's hand shakily knocked on the wooden door frame.
"Commin'!" Called a southern accent that most likely belonged to an elderly woman. The door busted open, a woman with short straight gray hair and a pair of slacks and an apron appeared. Her pleasant face turned into, a very worried yet very confused face.
"Destiny Hope!" The woman hissed," Nick..."
Miley gave a cheeky grin," Hi grandma!"
"Miley...come you two, get inside." Miley's grandmother led the two teens into a small room with one couch a medium sized TV, and a little table with a flower pot. Miley plopped on the couch while Nick sat gently, Miley caught her grandmother's stern glance and sat back down properly.
"I think you two have some explaining to do, number one, why are you soaked and wet, number two what in God's name are you doing here?"
"...We came to see you?" Miley flashed a fake smile.
"Miley Ray..."
"Look, I can explain...Nick and I needed to be somewhere, we couldn't take hiding our relationship any longer... grandma, I can't handle this anymore.." Tears streamed down Miley elegant face, her cheekbones raised. Her grandmother's face softened as she hugged her," I understand Miley...but your mama and daddy are worried about you along with Mandy...And Nick you're parents and brothers are worried sick."
Miley sniffled," Please grandma, just tell them we're with you and we're safe...please I need this, we need this!"
"Alright, Miles..but you will need to talk to them sooner or later..."
Miley smiled giving her a hug," Okay, it's a deal."
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